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...And he continued, to the horror of the crowd.

While I'm waiting on this insanely slow work printer...

I haven't talked about work much, aside from the occasional whining.

But I really shouldn't complain. Work is one of the constants in my life. What I mean by that is, one of the things that is predictable. I can assume and predict what most problems will be.(aside from emergencies of course.)

I come in, and do the same things. Every night. I know what's expected of me, and I'm trusted to be alone here for seven hours because they know I'm capable. if I wasn't, well I'd be fired. I'm grateful for that.

And it pays well.

Now, I'm no control freak. I don't like to assume command of others. I don't like to be 'in charge,' or 'wear the pants.' Usually I stay far away from such attention.

But, despite what young people themselves might tell you, it is true. We need order. organization. That's something we can comprehend.

From honest experience, my friends and myself, a large portion of angst and anger in youth is from simply being confused. Feeling lost, with a lack of real order or control.

That's something I never had. I was spoiled as a child. I'll admit it.

My Dad makes good money. I had every single game console. Laptops, TV, SUPER fast internet. I could do whatever.

I didn't do well in public school for many reasons. I took online courses.

So I never had a schedule. Every day was different. We had certain days to clean, that's about it. I was always confused. I never could figure out what my parents exactly wanted from me. I honestly still don't know exactly what they think, or what they expect.

Finally being moved out, and with this change of work, I suppose now I feel as if I have control.

If something doesn't get done, it's my own fault. I settle it with me and myself only. I come to work and do the same thing, then go home. I make different choices on my off days sure. I was scared of it at first. Now, it affords me a measure of mental security, a bigger sense of peace.

I don't have to worry and walk on eggshells anymore. Sure I might get married someday, but for now, I'm enjoying it.

I just thought I'd take a few minutes and ponder it. Ahhh... :D

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While you're pondering, you're accumulating a gold mine of potential stories to write. Work on developing story telling and wordsmith skills (not that you haven't already made progress) and see where it gets you, if you're so inclined.


I think I remember you saying you work in a hotel, and I'd think that'd be a rich source of material.


Once when I was your age, I'd worked the combine crews from Kansas up to Canada, and at the end of the season I was hitchhiking my way some five hundred miles back to the reservation. Along the way, on a rainy and cold evening I found myself in some small town with no place to stay. Thinking anything was worth a try, I went to the police station and asked if I could sleep the night there in a cell. The Sheriff went one better and took me to a small hotel where the county put up transient vagrants (kept the streets clean I guess). Anyway the desk clerk/whatever showed me upstairs to a room. As we entered the room I noticed the bed was unmade, and the hotel person quickly said, "Damn, they said they were only going to change clothes." I slept on the floor ;-)


Between all the people you encounter and stretches of imagination, seems to me to be a wealth of material, so think of your work as research also :)
 
Are you working the summer with intent to return to school this fall? 'Cause you're way too bright and way too lucky not to get a degree. That's merely advice.

That said, I enjoyed the read. You write well. Enjoy being young and having so much ahead. Set a goal or two. In addition to the have fun one. :smile:
 
musichal;bt3820 said:
Are you working the summer with intent to return to school this fall? 'Cause you're way too bright and way too lucky not to get a degree. That's merely advice.

That said, I enjoyed the read. You write well. Enjoy being young and having so much ahead. Set a goal or two. In addition to the have fun one. :smile:

Perhaps later. As stated elsewhere I have the focus of an inbred squirrel, and a lot of things are happening right now.

But if I can make time, I'll sure as hell study something.
 

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