Thoughts of Blue

So, here it is on a Sunday night, dreading the week ahead. People say “If you hate your job, just get another one.” well, I guess I could, but I do like it for some strange reason, although I have way more reasons why not to like it. Some of the people there help, while others I do not mind seeing dissapear. I really need to find ways to vent, relieve stress, and this blog is an awesome start (Thanks again Frank), but I just feel the need for something more. I just have to take a long hard look and figure out what it is. I really need to do this in all aspects of my life.

Today was another, (take a wild guess) long day.  At my job had people call out sick, those who are actually sick, then those who just didn’t want to work, yet the first one to bitch whenever the company makes changes.  Then what makes thing so sad, is that it’s just like HS, where you have certain groups of friends (cliques) who are at the office, and none likes the other.  There are the popular ones, the athletic ones, the nerds, the bullies, and then there is me who tries to get along with everyone.

I know it seems like I complain alot, but hey..isn’t that what blogging is for?

So, here I am at the end of another long, dreaded day at work. Those days when you seem to answer the same questions over, and over, and over again. If it isn’t the customer’s whining didn’t drive me mad, it is the same of some co-workers.

But in any event, today was also kinda lonely. I hate those days where everyone is busy, including yourself. But I guess that’s why they call it work, as in you actually have to WORK.

I hope that the rest of this week goes by quickly. I will try to come back with another entry more often. Monday was kinda distant, today was kinda lonely, let’s see what the rest of the week brings.

  Ok, so this is my first attempt at blogging.   Before I get started, I would like to thank Frank “The Man” Gregory for setting this up for me.  You are a gentleman, a scholar, and a great friend.  I would also like to provide the following disclaimer:

 Anything you are about to read is based on my thoughts, opinions, rants, raves, dreams, “what ifs”, poetry and others.  If you think you may be upset, offended, disgusted, or want to use this to badmouth me, please feel free to move the hell on.

Now that we got that out of the way, let’s move on shall we?  I guess one of my first subjects that I would like to speak about is patience and knowing when and when not to give a compliment/comment.

So, I was at an HEB shopping for some ice cream (Ben & Jerry’s Willie Nelson Peach Cobbler) when I approached the express lane.  As I noticed the gentleman in front of me checking out, I saw this woman walking up to a cashier as she was leaving in a huff, promptly whispering something to his ear, then storms off.  As the gentleman before me gathered his things and left, my cashier asked the other, “What did she say?”  He says, “She told me I was doing a shitty job.”  My cashiers and two others were discussing this woman, and apparently she only had 5 items, and was upset that she wasn’t rung up 2.3 seconds.  I thought to myself, “Wow really?” 

I thought back to my days as a cashier at a Exxon convenience store.  There were days, when I had a line going almost out the door, while my co-worker was farting around in the office, smoking outside, called in late, called out sick, left early, etc.  My customers were awesome and super patient.  They never told me that I was doing a shitty job.  Now if my co-worker was around just slacking off, if one of my customers were to go by them, he/she would not be so fortunate.

So, feeling a bit bad for these guys I told my cashier that I thought that they were doing a good job.  I told her that the other lady, just needed to sit down and chill out somewhere.  I just felt that we have way more in this world to worry about than to not be rung-up within 2 seconds.  However, it is a different story if it takes you 20 minutes to ring up 5 things.