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"Watch your thoughts; they become words. Watch your words; they become actions. Watch your actions; they become habits. Watch your habits; they become character. Watch your character; it becomes your destiny." -- unknown yesterday.. i did indeed go study. i choose cssu based on the fact that i'd never been there. i also thought that since it's a state school, there shouldn't be any issues with my not being a student. i dunno why, but it seems a private school might care. i dunno. the library at ccsu is a thing, and i do mean thing, of pure ugly. i've never seen such an ugly building, such a poorly designed building, such a relic of some dim dark past that needs to be razed as soon as possible. the rest of campus, i rather liked. i studied for about 1.5 hours. no marathon, but trust me.. that's a hell of a long time for me. i want to do three or so hours this week after work.. on days, unlike today, when i'm not mentally pooped. which gets us to today.. and all thing things i hate, yes hate, about my job. a simple way to describe what i do is to say, for a stated price, i'll move materal X from location A to location Z. that's sales. quote a price, place an order, move on. more often than should be possible, in the course of X going from A and getting to Z it gets delayed. i learned early to quote an extra day or two. i learned never to give a definite answer unless the customer was paying for something like FedEx P1 or UPS Red - even those get messed up more than you'd think. i spent the last 4 or so hours of my day.. doing nothing but dealing with people who's shipments who were off kilter. some of these were due to my warehouse and others due to shippers. mix in the usual bullshit of the job and i'm just drained. i recognize that every job has various facets that can't be controlled. however, never have i ever been in the position that every fucked up beyond my control is totally my fault. what's the zen thing to do? i am a duck. troubles are water. water rolls of my back. A place like Alaska - April 07, 2012 Dowton Abbey - February 01, 2011 Dowton Abbey - January 31, 2011 Something of an update - January 16, 2011 What to do... - January 01, 2011 |
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