Well, it has been a few days since I have written down my thoughts. Oddly enough its been busy at me job....busy doing the same stupid shit that's not my job. At least the paychecks clear. I finally finished that application for the Train Service job at Union Pacific. My first steps to yet another career change. At first the thought of another career change worried me until Jill mentioned that the average person changes careers seven times. I thought, "Shit man, I think I'm only at number three or four." Anyways, the application took me about an hour and about halfway through it I grabbed a Red Stripe for my efforts. Thanks for the help Jill! The shitty part of changing careers is that you have no way of proving you can do what they require. Since I have spent the last few years working on computer systems, they're gonna be thinking I'm a pussy. If I don't get hired on straight out, then I'll go to college and get my degree in Railroad Operations (Can you believe there is such a degree?). The path has been taken, we'll see how far it goes.
As far as this company goes, which is an online insurance company, not Geico or Progressive, I give it two quarters, then the third round of layoffs should begin. I think I will go out in that round, not because I want it to happen, but because Cadigan knows I won't perform bullshit work, whereas my partner will. The difference between my partner and I is that when I am asked to perform bullshit work, I bitch and complain and refuse to do it. My partner on the other hand, bitches and complains but still does it. However, there is talk of a large company buying us out, if that happens then they will strip the company of the data and technology and move it to Green Bay or some other place I refuse to relocate to. Our boss, Cadigan, actually thinks the company will stay here, in Sacramento. For a former Marine Gunny Sgt, he sure is naive. I think he honestly believes what the executives are feeding us. Our knucklehead CEO and President assured us that their number one concern is that of the employees and making sure we are taken care of. Horseshit!!! Lick my sackaroo.
That knucklehead across the street still hasn't fixed his screen door. The fucker slams shut everytime they go in and out. It took that rat bastard all morning to install the screendoor. It worked OK for about two weeks, now it slams shut. WTF.
Crazy Jim and Toby were having Father/Son talk. Toby is a weird looking kid. Kinda strange, we never see them shooting shit. They couldn't possibly be talking about girls.....I wonder what they could be talking about. The kid doesn't even know how to properly mow a lawn, which is of course required when it comes to gettin' the bitches. Gotta know how to mow. I think his dad is hardass, setting his Oxford destiny. He better get his son laid before he goes off to college, I'm guessing in about four years. Because in college all the freshman girls be puttin' out.....at least when I was in school they did.
Haven't seen that albino fucker since Jill told him to pick up is dog's shit. Goddamn I love that woman! That's right dickhead, move on to someone else's yard. Ha, you prick!