This Job Is Ruining My Life…
And just like that, Christmas is gone…
We don’t need to have known each other long for you to have heard that I haven’t been able to work for some time now. A lot of the things that people take for granted haven’t always come easy to me. So needless to say, it has been a series of beautiful events that have led me to now be gainfully employed. After cleaning houses for less than $50, it feels great to finally be getting paid and have the check not bounce.
While I don’t want to look a gift horse in the mouth, I will say that I already know that I won’t be at this job for long because
This job is ruining my life.
I have always been a night person. Ever since the ladies left Miami in October, I had been having a problem keeping my 3-4 am bedtime and I never understood why. Nowadays, I’ve been barely able to keep my head up past 11 o’clock. And for those that know me, THAT is a huge ass problem. I can’t even make it to the hour that VSB and ThreeWays post (much less SBM) I’m waking up in the morning barely early enough to get to work on time. And because big brother (the lawyers) are watching my computer, I can’t comment and I can’t engage in the commentary. By the time I get home and get dinner, I don’t even want to turn on my computer to see what popped off during the day. And even though my boss is cool and said we could, my co-workers abused the privilege, got caught, and got our texting revoked. I can’t update anything from work. And because my phone is a hand-me-down from Jesus, I can’t get on the blogs at lunchtime either. I’m socially cut off. For someone that wants to take this writing thing seriously, being socially cut off is like trying to get to Italy with no passport. It just doesn’t fly.
I’ve gotten secondhand information about gchat sessions. And you know and I know, nothing beats actually being there. People I have never spoken to have come and gone. I was told last week that life is passing me by, and I’m getting that feeling. As I watched chat invitations go back and forth on my timeline this evening, for the first time in a long time, I felt like a spectator.
It is what it is.. Peace and Love, Nick