We have all at one time or another probably heard, or had the phrase "a case of the Mondays" explained to us. The phrase has become synonymous with the now cult classic film "Office Space."
In my line of work, I frequently have phone conversations with the people. Instead of getting right down to business immediately after each has confirmed the other's identity, we creat small talk. Now, the small talk is very relevant and important to the relationships I must maintain with these people. the main context of each talk may not leave the fate of our business relationship in the balance, but nonetheless, it remains necessary.
the common opening line used at the beginning of the week is similar, if not precisely, "so how's it going?" I find myself almost always saying, "well...it's Monday." The intended message of course is that: it is Monday, Mondays can only be so good, and my day is just...blah.
However, in all truth, I seldom have had any event occur, to the point which would make my day any better or worse than any other day of the week. It is as if I feel compelled to say my day is not going well. Granged Monday, as a day of the week, always leaves you aware that it is the first day of the work week, with four more to follow before the weekend.
Where does this compuslion for sour grapes come from. It feels as thoug hI do not want to appear too content, or even happy to be alive, working and healthy. On the other days of the week I frequently respond to inquiries of being with "Can't complain so far." Yet, even that goruping of words is still a glass half-empty evaluation. Why do we seem to be more inclined to cite the negative , or not acknowldege the potentially positive day we are in the midst of? It is as though we don't want to be happy.
Perhaps it is because the worse we convince ourselfvesd the working week is ultimately the better we will perceive the weekend to be. And for the those of us who live for the weekend (which is the overwhelming majority), by diluding ourselves to the greatness that is and can be Monday through Friday, we are able to sruvive the week and embrace the weekend.
Monday, March 23, 2009
Sunday, March 22, 2009
Coffee Shop Warriors
Coffee shop work seems like it might be for the attention (I write this while sitting amidst those whom I'm indicting).
People come to a coffee shop with lots of windows and therefore lots of watchers. But, there are two types of attention they may be craving: The looks of others, and/or the distraction of others.
They may be looking for a place to be passively social. They can be adeep in thought, or work, and honestly fixated with their tasks. But, there remains a glimmer of hope, that people will give them attention, if only for ever-so-brief a moment.
On the contrary, perhaps these same "coffee shop warriors" may prefer the venue for working because of the freedom and distraction that proceeds outside of the gigantic windows that surround them.
The world outside of their corner java shop is the perfect subtle distraction. It allows them spurts of entertainment when a sporadic break silently abruptly announces itself to their brain. They can look up, and out, and find an object that allows them to temporarily wipe the slate clean, and be amused, entertained, bewildered or merely intrigued by some sort of occurrence that is transpiring beyond the glass.
For whatever the reason, these people still better get the work they brought with them completed as intended, or else it is all a huge moot point.
People come to a coffee shop with lots of windows and therefore lots of watchers. But, there are two types of attention they may be craving: The looks of others, and/or the distraction of others.
They may be looking for a place to be passively social. They can be adeep in thought, or work, and honestly fixated with their tasks. But, there remains a glimmer of hope, that people will give them attention, if only for ever-so-brief a moment.
On the contrary, perhaps these same "coffee shop warriors" may prefer the venue for working because of the freedom and distraction that proceeds outside of the gigantic windows that surround them.
The world outside of their corner java shop is the perfect subtle distraction. It allows them spurts of entertainment when a sporadic break silently abruptly announces itself to their brain. They can look up, and out, and find an object that allows them to temporarily wipe the slate clean, and be amused, entertained, bewildered or merely intrigued by some sort of occurrence that is transpiring beyond the glass.
For whatever the reason, these people still better get the work they brought with them completed as intended, or else it is all a huge moot point.
Sunday, March 15, 2009
Keep your lemons fresh.
Well...it has been exactly one month "since we last spoke" (thank you RJD2 for that line). What a month it has been. Growth, learning, happiness and definitely fear. In the past month I have begun to settle into my new job, I have had a parent in the hospital for a potentially serious condition, I have moved into a new place, and have seen the country's population scramble as citizens attempt to secure their employment. That is a mouthful at least (that's what she said).
The job is going well. I would be withholding the truth if I neglected to state that the position has not left me stressed and much more drawn to drink when I get home. It has given me the motivation to burn off stress and tension in the gym, so I am very proud of the way I'm looking. However, I am tired all the time, so I have an appreciation for weekends like that which I have never known. Even working 40 hour weeks at an oil plant driving a forklift and doing repeated heavy lifting was not as exhausting. Mental exhaustion exceeds any physical exhaustion (you are more than welcome to pick a bone with me regarding this).
So, the parent thing. Yes, I had a bit of a scare with my mother. She was in the hospital for a few days. Apparently she may have had a string of mini-strokes. They gave her some numbness. Fortunately a few days later they let her return home and all was well.
The unfortunate aspect of this event was the fact that I was actually out of state at the time I received the news of her hospitalization. A brief call from my brother saying "dad called, mom is numb on her side, they are going in the hospital."
How is one supposed to process such a bit of news. Truthfully, I regularly think to myself how I would react or cope with the loss of a close family member. The thought of losing either one of my parents leaves me emotionally troubled. I can not imagine myself without the support system that is my parents. They are the reference books to my life. I try to take what life gives me in stride. However, I turn to my father and mother for suggestion as to how I should fight back when rolling with the punches that are part of being.
Some may say when life gives you lemons, make lemonade. Some now are saying "paint that shit gold," after a now semi-popular hip-hop album. My take, when life gives you lemons, hoard them. Study them. Find out what they've been through so your life doesn't become lemonade. Find a way to keep your lemons fresh.
The job is going well. I would be withholding the truth if I neglected to state that the position has not left me stressed and much more drawn to drink when I get home. It has given me the motivation to burn off stress and tension in the gym, so I am very proud of the way I'm looking. However, I am tired all the time, so I have an appreciation for weekends like that which I have never known. Even working 40 hour weeks at an oil plant driving a forklift and doing repeated heavy lifting was not as exhausting. Mental exhaustion exceeds any physical exhaustion (you are more than welcome to pick a bone with me regarding this).
So, the parent thing. Yes, I had a bit of a scare with my mother. She was in the hospital for a few days. Apparently she may have had a string of mini-strokes. They gave her some numbness. Fortunately a few days later they let her return home and all was well.
The unfortunate aspect of this event was the fact that I was actually out of state at the time I received the news of her hospitalization. A brief call from my brother saying "dad called, mom is numb on her side, they are going in the hospital."
How is one supposed to process such a bit of news. Truthfully, I regularly think to myself how I would react or cope with the loss of a close family member. The thought of losing either one of my parents leaves me emotionally troubled. I can not imagine myself without the support system that is my parents. They are the reference books to my life. I try to take what life gives me in stride. However, I turn to my father and mother for suggestion as to how I should fight back when rolling with the punches that are part of being.
Some may say when life gives you lemons, make lemonade. Some now are saying "paint that shit gold," after a now semi-popular hip-hop album. My take, when life gives you lemons, hoard them. Study them. Find out what they've been through so your life doesn't become lemonade. Find a way to keep your lemons fresh.
Sunday, February 15, 2009
always different yet always the same
well it has been some time since my last organized rambling. i must regard that this entry is going to be filled with more happiness and less cynicism than normal. i got the job. yes that job that was really my only prospect. the job that i was able to find in the sludge of an economy. that job that will pay me well enough to have more money than i need, and enough to keep me comfortable, happy and feeling mature. the job that isn't just a job...but a career. this "job" is hopefully my opening into a profession that i may continue to engage in for decades to come. i can not say whether or not this particular job with this particular company will continue forever, but i hope that it is the skills i retrieve from working in this position, with this company, with these people, that will be the lifeblood for the rest of my working years. i think i'm going to love this job, and this is after only one week. nothing stays the same. it is always different, yet somewhat the same because i interact with the same 30 or 40 people regularly, but the content is always different, yet always the same.
the context of the job is not important, the field of industry is irrelevant. all that i find pertinent to divulge to my so numerous readers is that i am pleased and proud of myself. i earned this job. it is partially to thank due to my years of hard work in school, i must not disregard that. however, i believe it is the talking and critical thinking that i had to turn to during my 4 interviews for the position that proved myself worthy and capable.
so...i bid you good morrow as i pat myself on the back.
the context of the job is not important, the field of industry is irrelevant. all that i find pertinent to divulge to my so numerous readers is that i am pleased and proud of myself. i earned this job. it is partially to thank due to my years of hard work in school, i must not disregard that. however, i believe it is the talking and critical thinking that i had to turn to during my 4 interviews for the position that proved myself worthy and capable.
so...i bid you good morrow as i pat myself on the back.
Wednesday, January 21, 2009
which mantra are we to follow
As I listened to the Billy Joel song "Vienna" the first few times it sparked a reverie within me. Are we to head the advice of the Piano Man, and others who similarly believe that you should not try to grow up too young, or the less enticing instructions from our elders demanding early maturity.
It is becoming more and more common for youths of my age and disposition to live at home longer, to not necessarily go to college, and to not necessarily find a career immediately after they have finished their education (whether by choice or not). This trend of post-high schoolers and collegers returning to the once empty nest, or never leaving, seems to be continually frowned upon by the parents of these blood-suckers.
I can not deny, as many believe, that laziness and limited desire for independence is to blame. However, I think that much of the causality can be aimed towards the big bad world that teens and twentysomethings with limited facial hair have to face. The blue collar world of the fifties, sixties and seventies, is no more. Outsourcing and insourcing and supply-chaining has drastically reduced the number of domestic workers needed to keep multi-national or multi-province companies operating smoothly.
The cost of living, especially in California, in conjunction with taxes and the appallingly low minimum wage make the early independence of our parents a dream of the past. Moving out and buying a home before you are the age of 25 with out a spouse is nearly a fantasy. Even though the present housing market is a buyers dream, the poor lending practices of the national banking system have prevented it from being a "first-time" buyer's dream.
Careers just are not as available as they once were. The amount of money to be made while starting at the bottom rung is almost not worth it without the years of experience to promote your initial salary.
It makes sense why many of my generation want to stay close to home. The laziness is permissible to my kind, because of the safety net that accompanies. I do not know how many of fellow high school graduates spent hours and hours at restaurants and Starbucks counters. Even if some of these examples are the ones that have moved out with a boyfriend, or good friend, they can barely stay afloat working full-time jobs of this calibur. When are they supposed to get the education required for position that were once being thrown at high school graduates?? Why do people all of a sudden need a bachelor's degree to manage a restaurant or small office?? The abundance of college graduates does not magically make these positions harder to hold and carry out the duties of. The standards and obstacles for jobs that have been around for decades have floated just as fast as the inflation rate, and left those with limited income, or natural born intelligence without the slightest possibility to compete.
This is leading me to believe my generation, will become the generation of lifelong renters, the generation of life long double-jobbers, the generation of dreams and hopes that were put on permanent hold and stand-by. WE CAN'T GET THE JOB WITHOUT THE EXPERIENCE, AND WE CAN'T GET THE EXPERIENCE WITHOUT THE JOB.
So I ask, are we supposed to grow up fast and thrust ourselves into the big bad world as soon as we can, or are we to take our time and figure it out and find a path that is bearable and profitable?? What do you want me to do Moms and Dads??
It is becoming more and more common for youths of my age and disposition to live at home longer, to not necessarily go to college, and to not necessarily find a career immediately after they have finished their education (whether by choice or not). This trend of post-high schoolers and collegers returning to the once empty nest, or never leaving, seems to be continually frowned upon by the parents of these blood-suckers.
I can not deny, as many believe, that laziness and limited desire for independence is to blame. However, I think that much of the causality can be aimed towards the big bad world that teens and twentysomethings with limited facial hair have to face. The blue collar world of the fifties, sixties and seventies, is no more. Outsourcing and insourcing and supply-chaining has drastically reduced the number of domestic workers needed to keep multi-national or multi-province companies operating smoothly.
The cost of living, especially in California, in conjunction with taxes and the appallingly low minimum wage make the early independence of our parents a dream of the past. Moving out and buying a home before you are the age of 25 with out a spouse is nearly a fantasy. Even though the present housing market is a buyers dream, the poor lending practices of the national banking system have prevented it from being a "first-time" buyer's dream.
Careers just are not as available as they once were. The amount of money to be made while starting at the bottom rung is almost not worth it without the years of experience to promote your initial salary.
It makes sense why many of my generation want to stay close to home. The laziness is permissible to my kind, because of the safety net that accompanies. I do not know how many of fellow high school graduates spent hours and hours at restaurants and Starbucks counters. Even if some of these examples are the ones that have moved out with a boyfriend, or good friend, they can barely stay afloat working full-time jobs of this calibur. When are they supposed to get the education required for position that were once being thrown at high school graduates?? Why do people all of a sudden need a bachelor's degree to manage a restaurant or small office?? The abundance of college graduates does not magically make these positions harder to hold and carry out the duties of. The standards and obstacles for jobs that have been around for decades have floated just as fast as the inflation rate, and left those with limited income, or natural born intelligence without the slightest possibility to compete.
This is leading me to believe my generation, will become the generation of lifelong renters, the generation of life long double-jobbers, the generation of dreams and hopes that were put on permanent hold and stand-by. WE CAN'T GET THE JOB WITHOUT THE EXPERIENCE, AND WE CAN'T GET THE EXPERIENCE WITHOUT THE JOB.
So I ask, are we supposed to grow up fast and thrust ourselves into the big bad world as soon as we can, or are we to take our time and figure it out and find a path that is bearable and profitable?? What do you want me to do Moms and Dads??
Tuesday, January 13, 2009
to teach...
to teach is a skill and a desire. As I am now a substitute teacher in my home town...I have a totally different perspective on education than I once held. I have been around education, particularly special education my entire life. I have worked with children with simply learning disabilities, to children with serious mental handicaps.
But, it wasn't until I entered a classroom as a leader, not an assistant or aide, that I realized the deficiency in our public education system. They will allow with, a recent college graduate, who fortunately has much more teaching experience that most in my position or age bracket, teach, or babysit a class.
I don't find this to be proposterous...but unusually trustworthy.
I'm not truly complaining due to the fact that this is one o the few employment opportunities I can arrange with little to no useful work experience. It is nice to know that the state of California sees the value in having a bachelor's degree, even if the majority of businesses seem not to.
With the economy in dire straits, experience seems to not only be the key to success, but mere employment. Many of my fellow recent graduates are maintaining jobs that do not require their available education level, merely because the market has such competition, and companies seem rather unwilling to provide the time, money and effort necessary to train and prepare a new hire for their position. They would rather plop someone in front of a computer screen knowing they could say "GO" and the individual would know what to do immediately.
This trend is rather unfortunate for my generation as the offspring of baby boomers in today's job market. However, with the baby boomers all creeping ever-so-closely to that retirement age, these corporations that have been employing this work force 30 plus years out of college, are facing a drop in the job pool. Once my parent's generation retires, they will have to bite the bullet and employ the lowly unskilled college grad.
The irony is with testing, curriculum and intense competition of enrollment in today's universities, I must toot my generation's own horn and say that I think we are smarter than our parents. The ever increasing requirements to graduate high school, to gain acceptance (even into state universities) is rapidly increasing due to the high volume of applicants. Every college is fortunate enough to claim that their exclusivity is at a record high. All I have to say is...thank our parents for shelling out the 2.5 kids their parents did before them.
My simply request is to the employers of this world. Knowing the high level of achievement required to graduate and even to gain enrollment in today's colleges, why have you not demonstrated acknowledgment of a diploma as a valuable enough achievement to find an entry level position in your firms and corporations? Obviously we are smart...and more than capable of learning. Chances are we learned more in our undergrad studies than you did in your master's program.
Think it over and get back to me.
But, it wasn't until I entered a classroom as a leader, not an assistant or aide, that I realized the deficiency in our public education system. They will allow with, a recent college graduate, who fortunately has much more teaching experience that most in my position or age bracket, teach, or babysit a class.
I don't find this to be proposterous...but unusually trustworthy.
I'm not truly complaining due to the fact that this is one o the few employment opportunities I can arrange with little to no useful work experience. It is nice to know that the state of California sees the value in having a bachelor's degree, even if the majority of businesses seem not to.
With the economy in dire straits, experience seems to not only be the key to success, but mere employment. Many of my fellow recent graduates are maintaining jobs that do not require their available education level, merely because the market has such competition, and companies seem rather unwilling to provide the time, money and effort necessary to train and prepare a new hire for their position. They would rather plop someone in front of a computer screen knowing they could say "GO" and the individual would know what to do immediately.
This trend is rather unfortunate for my generation as the offspring of baby boomers in today's job market. However, with the baby boomers all creeping ever-so-closely to that retirement age, these corporations that have been employing this work force 30 plus years out of college, are facing a drop in the job pool. Once my parent's generation retires, they will have to bite the bullet and employ the lowly unskilled college grad.
The irony is with testing, curriculum and intense competition of enrollment in today's universities, I must toot my generation's own horn and say that I think we are smarter than our parents. The ever increasing requirements to graduate high school, to gain acceptance (even into state universities) is rapidly increasing due to the high volume of applicants. Every college is fortunate enough to claim that their exclusivity is at a record high. All I have to say is...thank our parents for shelling out the 2.5 kids their parents did before them.
My simply request is to the employers of this world. Knowing the high level of achievement required to graduate and even to gain enrollment in today's colleges, why have you not demonstrated acknowledgment of a diploma as a valuable enough achievement to find an entry level position in your firms and corporations? Obviously we are smart...and more than capable of learning. Chances are we learned more in our undergrad studies than you did in your master's program.
Think it over and get back to me.
Thursday, January 1, 2009
a time for...
So this is that time of the year when we reminisce about the fond and not so fond memories of the past 12 months. We meet with friends. We sit and talk. We say phrases and keywords that bring up inside jokes or our favorite movies. We, in the words of Dr. Dean Edell, "Eat, drink and be merry."
We crowd around to chime in the new year, some get a midnight kiss, and others don't. Some make it to the countdown...and unfortunately some don't. We remember friends lost, and cherish the friends gained. We feel it is a time for new beginnings...so many decide to forgive even if they decide not to forget. It is a time when we want to feel loved and and make others feel the loved.
But, the turn of the year is famously earmarked for our decision as a population to make promises. Typically they are promises to ourselves, but the occasional promises are for loved one. These resolutions as we call them are all to commonly far fetched. We make plans to lose 25 pounds, or be happier, or some other vague or unlikely-to-be-carried-out item. I can't say there has been a year in which I can recall what my resolution had been. Sometimes it can be mere months when we have forgotten our sacred personal promise.
So this year I have decided to adopt a tactic to prevent this. I am going to make a resolution to only make personal promises I know that I will keep. I don't want another year to go by with regrets. Your biggest regrets come from letting yourself down. Don't tried to avoid failure, but don't commit to it. Make the promises you know you can keep with the right work ethic.
Presently I don't have any resolution for myself. It has been a good year. I am only short on income, not friends or happiness. I am sure things will accumulate that I want myself to achieve. I can not change my personality or my less desirable character traits. However, I can do more things for myself. Not the purchasing of clothes or music or going out. I can do things that will be beneficial to me mentally. I will not limit the prospect of my own happiness due to fear of failure or rejection.
Happy New Year, and make it stay that way.
We crowd around to chime in the new year, some get a midnight kiss, and others don't. Some make it to the countdown...and unfortunately some don't. We remember friends lost, and cherish the friends gained. We feel it is a time for new beginnings...so many decide to forgive even if they decide not to forget. It is a time when we want to feel loved and and make others feel the loved.
But, the turn of the year is famously earmarked for our decision as a population to make promises. Typically they are promises to ourselves, but the occasional promises are for loved one. These resolutions as we call them are all to commonly far fetched. We make plans to lose 25 pounds, or be happier, or some other vague or unlikely-to-be-carried-out item. I can't say there has been a year in which I can recall what my resolution had been. Sometimes it can be mere months when we have forgotten our sacred personal promise.
So this year I have decided to adopt a tactic to prevent this. I am going to make a resolution to only make personal promises I know that I will keep. I don't want another year to go by with regrets. Your biggest regrets come from letting yourself down. Don't tried to avoid failure, but don't commit to it. Make the promises you know you can keep with the right work ethic.
Presently I don't have any resolution for myself. It has been a good year. I am only short on income, not friends or happiness. I am sure things will accumulate that I want myself to achieve. I can not change my personality or my less desirable character traits. However, I can do more things for myself. Not the purchasing of clothes or music or going out. I can do things that will be beneficial to me mentally. I will not limit the prospect of my own happiness due to fear of failure or rejection.
Happy New Year, and make it stay that way.
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