There’s this guy I play basketball with in the morning, really feel bad for the guy. He’s one of those guys who is always try to fit in, always trying to say the right thing, trying to make sure he’s “one of the guys”. He’s a decent player, no superstar on the court, and I really just think he wants to be noticed, wants to have friends. I saw him at Ruby Tuesday’s once; it was him in whole different light. He was with his daughter and she was screaming at the top of her lungs and it was pretty funny. He was trying to calm her down, she wouldn’t stop hollering and it just reminded me that no matter who you are, how cool you try or want to be, you are pretty much helpless when your daughter’s screaming at the top of her lungs in a public place.
Basketball in the mornings at Y is amazing. To think that a bunch of guys would wake up at 5:00 (earlier for guys who have to drive a long way) just to play a few pickup games is incredible. The games are pretty good, some of the guys are really good, some of them are ok, and some of them are just there for the exercise and aren’t good at much more than hustling, file me in the final category. It’s only on Tuesday, Thursday, and Saturdays, but those days alone are enough material to write more books than a romance novel series. There are great stories that could be carried on for months that exists between different guys, different groups within the main group that regularly comes. There are funny things that happen, frustrating things that happen, oh yeah and we play basketball too. I love this time not only for the exercise and competition, but it’s an amazing display in different men’s style for resolution of their problems. Some guys just freak out when they are playing bad, cussing, kicking the ball and making a scene. Some guys won’t shoot if they aren’t hitting shots, they won’t set themselves up for any more failure. Some guys are just beating themselves up verbally, but in a quiet way. Every guy probably falls into more than one category everyday, but if I was a psychology student, I’d go watch pickup basketball or hockey games, I can’t even imagine all the stuff that’s going on there that I’m sure they could analyze, or whatever they do.
My wedding is 23 days away; it’s really beginning to be crunch time, i.e. stress time. I love Natalie, always will, she’s my perfect compliment, and that is why I can’t wait for our wedding. It will be an amazing day, and then after it’s all over we’ll be living together in our home, and returning to a normal state of life that has not existed the last eight months of our lives as we’ve been preparing for our weekend, which is not only three short weeks away. The honeymoon will be perhaps the greatest week of my life, my friend told me time stopped while they were on their honeymoon, I hope that time does stop for us for our time in Malta. Time to enjoy each other’s company, and the blessings we’ve been allocated. I don’t know why we’ve been given but we have, my only prayer is that we are grateful for every single blessing.
Life is good, stress sucks, Nuggets won their first game of the season last night over the defending NBA Champion San Antonio Spurs, and they’re undefeated! Hey 1-0 is still undefeated. I’m out
Thursday, October 30, 2003
Wednesday, October 29, 2003
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For those reading this in the working world, and even many still in school, or done working, you know about those people who are great people, but just freaking drive you crazy. The kind of people you wish they would just shut up about 90% of the time they open their mouth, because only about 10% of what they say sounds genuine anyways, yeah I know some of those people, scratch that, I know a lot of those people.
It’s crazy to work somewhere where you truly believe in the principals of the company, the heart of the company, and the same for the parent company, and still truly believe that your company is destined for eternal lameness. No matter how many parties, or different theme days you have, people will probably never get a huge rise out of coming into the office and get yelled at by pissed off customers on the phone, but maybe I just don’t understand. People always tell me that I’m impatient in my career, and they are right, but maybe that’s the solution, not the problem.
Too many people aren’t patient, they are passive, and they mask their lack of sack with this title of patience. Is it ok to just sit and wait, keep your head down for ten or fifteen years, then you are finally in a position where you can truly do something with your organization, is that really where we are as a working world, doesn’t that suck? I hate it! I hate thinking I can’t do things now, I hate thinking that companies are slaves to stockholders and senior management and because of that they don’t do what’s right, just what’s convenient and what will ensure a good rating from an analyst and a good rise in the stock price. I wish everyone just did the right thing once a week, everyday is obviously a pipe dream, but is once a week so hard to ask, or is even once a year a stretch for most companies?
How about we who sit here and waste away? Are we really wasting away, is this what work is supposed to be, or am I just thinking to much and I need to shut up? How come the coolest person I know doesn’t care if they advance, barely cares if they get a raise, and could care less about their future at her employer. Do we really all have that different of a perspective of everything that is out there.
Who knows, I ask a lot of questions, I’m never satisfied, and I just want to win the lottery and have the ability to ask all these questions from the comfort of my home in sweatpants rather than at my desk in my pleated pants, oh to dream. I’m out.
It’s crazy to work somewhere where you truly believe in the principals of the company, the heart of the company, and the same for the parent company, and still truly believe that your company is destined for eternal lameness. No matter how many parties, or different theme days you have, people will probably never get a huge rise out of coming into the office and get yelled at by pissed off customers on the phone, but maybe I just don’t understand. People always tell me that I’m impatient in my career, and they are right, but maybe that’s the solution, not the problem.
Too many people aren’t patient, they are passive, and they mask their lack of sack with this title of patience. Is it ok to just sit and wait, keep your head down for ten or fifteen years, then you are finally in a position where you can truly do something with your organization, is that really where we are as a working world, doesn’t that suck? I hate it! I hate thinking I can’t do things now, I hate thinking that companies are slaves to stockholders and senior management and because of that they don’t do what’s right, just what’s convenient and what will ensure a good rating from an analyst and a good rise in the stock price. I wish everyone just did the right thing once a week, everyday is obviously a pipe dream, but is once a week so hard to ask, or is even once a year a stretch for most companies?
How about we who sit here and waste away? Are we really wasting away, is this what work is supposed to be, or am I just thinking to much and I need to shut up? How come the coolest person I know doesn’t care if they advance, barely cares if they get a raise, and could care less about their future at her employer. Do we really all have that different of a perspective of everything that is out there.
Who knows, I ask a lot of questions, I’m never satisfied, and I just want to win the lottery and have the ability to ask all these questions from the comfort of my home in sweatpants rather than at my desk in my pleated pants, oh to dream. I’m out.
Whatch you talking about willis