my workday included one thing that i don't enjoy and rarely see: bugs. had one just above my eye and then it buzzed away and went into the lights. reminded me of the headlines about a crash on the interstate where bees were released and had to be contained. even spoke of the state fair, how many would stay away from the root beer stand due to the bees attracted to it. just before starting this blog i saw an insect crawling on the carpet, maybe a centipede. when it reappeared i crushed it with my foot. guess it's the time of year when we will see more bugs since it's warmer.
i might be spending a little too much time around comedians. realized this when i spoke with my 'work spouse' since i responded with a quip that would kill at the comedy club. we do job shadowing, and i asked if it was necessary to see me pull files. the response was that she 'had already been in there with me.' i said 'you may want to be careful where you say that'. did i say how i work in a bank vault? to some it would be a great place to do things as discreetly as possible, as one colleague liked to remind me of their favorite scene in the eminem movie '8 mile' being when he has some 'alone time' at the stamping plant with his lady friend. but the most scandalous things done so far have been sharing secrets in there that i want to keep from others, so i don't get peppered with questions about things i don't care to discuss with those who aren't trusted friends.
actually, i did have to speak privately with a manager about something similar. i had claimed that i liked running naked through the vault, and somebody took me seriously, don't know why. had to say 'it's a JOKE!' anyway, how could i pull that off? (no pun intended) there are people constantly coming in and out of the vault during the workday. do you think i would have enough time to get my clothes back on once i heard the beeps from the keypad, somebody entering their code? it doesn't take long for them to enter it, just a few seconds. so i learned how i needed to be careful where i was practicing my jokes, and which ones as well.
i did go to another comedy show tonight, open-mic as usual, this time inside a mall. i liked how one comic did do a joke that i liked about pizza. and i do like getting noticed when i arrive, it is a sign of acceptance, which is a good thing.
at times in my life i've had a hard time fitting in, knowing where i could find acceptance- along with what i was good at and enjoyed doing. must be why i am drawn to music that captures the struggle of life well, and there are so many musicians who do across multiple genres. recently i found the lyrics to 'tennessee flat top box' by johnny cash where this sentiment was in the song. how he couldn't ride or wrangle, but he was happy all the time after being given a guitar.
i eventually learned a valuable lesson: it doesn't matter how long it takes to get to your destination, as long as you get there. nobody gets any extra points for finishing first.
i might be spending a little too much time around comedians. realized this when i spoke with my 'work spouse' since i responded with a quip that would kill at the comedy club. we do job shadowing, and i asked if it was necessary to see me pull files. the response was that she 'had already been in there with me.' i said 'you may want to be careful where you say that'. did i say how i work in a bank vault? to some it would be a great place to do things as discreetly as possible, as one colleague liked to remind me of their favorite scene in the eminem movie '8 mile' being when he has some 'alone time' at the stamping plant with his lady friend. but the most scandalous things done so far have been sharing secrets in there that i want to keep from others, so i don't get peppered with questions about things i don't care to discuss with those who aren't trusted friends.
actually, i did have to speak privately with a manager about something similar. i had claimed that i liked running naked through the vault, and somebody took me seriously, don't know why. had to say 'it's a JOKE!' anyway, how could i pull that off? (no pun intended) there are people constantly coming in and out of the vault during the workday. do you think i would have enough time to get my clothes back on once i heard the beeps from the keypad, somebody entering their code? it doesn't take long for them to enter it, just a few seconds. so i learned how i needed to be careful where i was practicing my jokes, and which ones as well.
i did go to another comedy show tonight, open-mic as usual, this time inside a mall. i liked how one comic did do a joke that i liked about pizza. and i do like getting noticed when i arrive, it is a sign of acceptance, which is a good thing.
at times in my life i've had a hard time fitting in, knowing where i could find acceptance- along with what i was good at and enjoyed doing. must be why i am drawn to music that captures the struggle of life well, and there are so many musicians who do across multiple genres. recently i found the lyrics to 'tennessee flat top box' by johnny cash where this sentiment was in the song. how he couldn't ride or wrangle, but he was happy all the time after being given a guitar.
i eventually learned a valuable lesson: it doesn't matter how long it takes to get to your destination, as long as you get there. nobody gets any extra points for finishing first.
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