yellow brick road...

i know that i have been neglecting my blog for the past couple of days but i got a part time job working as a technical support representative. trust me it isn't as serious or technical as is sounds. in fact, i think i could have done this in while i was in high school. i want to apologize to the few who maybe reading my blog...I apologize! so with out further ado, I will dedicate this post to how i feel about work. enjoy!

keep in mind i wrote this while i was at work...

"The summer after I graduated from high school i worked for a telemarketing company. slaving on the phone, calling people during dinner, pissing them off and at the same time trying to get them to buy something that they don't want or need. this was probably the worst job i have ever had...and i think that most of the people that have/had this job will probably say the same. the lay-over rate is crazy! i got hired within 15 mins. this job reminded me why i was going to college...here is the politically correct version -> "to help put myself in a better position so that i can compete amongst other and get a good job, so that one day i'll be successful and live in beautiful house w/ a white picket fence" not saying this is true (the preparing/helping part) but it's not really realistic, especially "the white picket fence". so now, i find it ironic that 5 years later, after graduating from COLLEGE, that i find myself at a job much similar to the telemarking one. and as each day goes by, i am reminded of why i went to college, "to help put myself in a better blah blah blah....". did i go wrong somewhere or is this a means to an end, i hope so. man i REALLY HATE this job..."

then i started to thinking about why i hated working here and i started to notice certain things...here is a list that i wrote down. feel free to add to the list by adding a comment...

you know you hate your job when:
-when you wake up in the morning and you think your in a nightmare...
-when you think of ways not to go to work or you think of ridiculous possibilities, such as "maybe they won't notice that i am not there..."
-when you empathize or feel as though you can relate to the janitors or the people who work in the cafe and during your break, yall have a little convo, show a little love "i.e. dap each other up" and end each sentence with with the combination of these two words "hate" and "job" for example "yeah i hate this job too or d@mn i really hate this job..."
-speaking of breaks...you know you hate your job when you only look forward to the breaks...no matter how short they may be. "2 mins...sh!t i'll take that!"
-or during the breaks you think about not coming back...and think to yourself "I'm gonna make a run for it...yeah (epiphany)...I'm gonna make a run for it"
-when you leave for day and you are thrilled, excited and happy that you've made it through another day...but this moment is bittersweet b/c you quickly realize that you have to get ready for another day in less than 12 hrs...
-and you know that you hate your job when you are writing reason why you hate your job while your at work and not caring if you manager is looking over your shoulder reading it...

if that wasn't enough and you want to get a mental picture of what it is like working where i work at...a movie comes to mind...Office Space! I think i am Peter Gibbons, Michael Bolton (not the singer, the charater in the movie...lol) and Samir Nyednanajad all rolled into one. for instance Peter gets accidentally hypnotized so he doesn't give a f*ck about the job or losing it and realizes there is more to life than sitting in his tiny cubical, Samir hates his job but needs the money, and Michael also hates his job but is trying to make the best of it. yeah that's me..."

so yeah that was as far as i got...i'm in training right now and i know everything we are talking about so i can afford not to pay attention, besides i'm don't plan on staying there long, if a better b.s. job comes around then i'ma take it, ya dig!

so why is this post called yellow brick road well i found my high school "last will and testament" the other day and it read as follows:
"I Armon B. being of sound, mind, and body hereby leave my brain to the scarecrow, my heart to the tin man, my courage to the cowardly lion and my hope to dorthy and what ever obstacles they may face on the yellow brick road may they find their way home."