Work Etiquette

I have spent too much time in the corporate environment, and now is my time to call out all the nasties.

You, yes you douchebag. The one who decides to use the bathroom at work, knowing full well your insides are liquified and you will release the smell of death. I loathe you. Why can I not have the opportunity to pee in the bathroom w/out my gag reflex kicking in? You know full well your dietary habits are atrocious, yet you feel compelled to share with others. Is it b/c your overweight goth girlfriend is coming over later and you don't want her to know the secret of how disgusting of a human being you have become? Save your disease riddled waste for your own home.

And you, yes you, corporate go-getter. You must be far too busy to actually sit and wait for your HotPocket to finish in the microwave. Oh, no, you should just set that timer for a minute and a half and walk away. Off to do the bidding of your corporate puppetmasters. Good monkey. Good. Meanwhile, I have to take your magma-like HotPocket out of the microwave, recieve second degree burns whilst doing so, simply so I can heat something up. You dont deserve to eat. You dont derserve to wipe Clay Aiken's ass. Maybe you are the same person I am referencing above..you with your HotPocket and blackened, cancer-ridden insides.

Sorry about the lack of creativity with the title. My creativity has been sucked out of me and forced into an unknown part of my lymbic system. So, I have been working...and working...and working. You know when the old guys tell you that work is good for you? That it gives you character? Well, the folks telling you that have no character. They are mediocre has-beens making excuses for a $7 job shovelling manure. I'd prefer to be chillin at home with the family. Or on the golf course.

Kids and wife are good. We still want to move to Seattle. This area is nice, but it doesnt feel like "home". We shall bide our time here then move on again. So, whats going on with you? How have you been. How many other bloggers do you know that break the 4th wall?

Is it hot in here?

Sorry for the late posting...been really busy.

Well, we have been here since July 26th. Had lots of help moving, which is great. The house is massive. Almost too big. I could stage a pick-up game in it. Downsides? Time Warner cable blows. Horrid. I should have taken the hint by looking around. All my neigbhors have satellite dishes mounted. Ugh.

The area is great for families. Lots of stuff to do. They have an aquatic center with an indoor and outdoor pool, with lazy river included. Money! I saw a Starbucks the other day that looked like a castle. Everything here is built with stone and brick. It gives me a sense of having a lot of money when I know I don't. I'll take it.

Work...is challenging. New management structure, new rules. I have never played well with rules. Guess I have to start changing that.

On a good note, got invited to a poker night Saturday. I could use a friend or two, even if it costs me some pocket change.

What are you doing??!!

As I stated before, the house is in disarray. I recently painted inside, so thought it best to get the kids outdoors for some fresh air. Matthew was out playing in the yard, and apparently had to use the bathroom. My attention was elsewhere, but I turned around in time to see his pants around his ankles and him taking it upon himself to water the grass. In the past, he has publicly announced that the world is his toilet, and saw fit to hold up this principle. Very amusing.

Work has been brutal. It is possible I will effectively be taking on the work and knowledge of 7 people. I pondered how I was going to get through it, then it hit me. Sam Adams.

The moving truck is coming on the 21st of this month. We are nowhere near ready for it. Still trying to figure out how/why I am going to become a Texan. I have told myself in the past, on numerous occassions, "the people in Texas can have it...who would want to move there anyway". I mean, by moving to this state does it mean I need to drive a truck with oversized wheels, listen to country music, and purchase a dog? Then if said dog becomes ill I must go out back and shoot it?

In other news, I got my dates for Warrant Officer school for the Army. March 18th. Good times. I guess I should put away the Chee-tos and alcohol and start getting in shape soon.

Last but not least, I heard something funny on the radio this morning. A guy called in and said he couldn't walk for a year when he was born due to a botched circumcision. I think he failed to realize that infants dont walk until about 14 months. Perhaps its best I get out of Florida. It seems they grow retards here.

15 days until the move...

So, we are down to 15 days before we move. Time has moved pretty quickly thus far. Erica and I were in Frisco a week or so ago and found a great house. 4 bdrm, 2700 sq ft. Compared to the 1300 sq ft house we live in now, it should be a nice change of pace. Our house now is in total disarray. Erica keeps it pretty livable during all this, so its manageable. Everyday we try to do just a little bit, piece by piece. We are thinking about stopping in New Orleans on the way, but I am comtemplating whether that is a great idea seeing how it is on the top 5 list of the most dangerous cities in America. Good culture for the kids? Or perhaps, "This is New Orleans kids. This is where thousands of people lost their homes. Government and piss poor planning? Yes. Ingnorance for building a city BELOW the water table? Yes." Or perhaps we can take them to Bourbon St. to have a beer. We shall see.