the wheel goes round...
things are... okay...
Scott's passing did affect me more than I thought... its both depressing and unfair that his life was cut so short... all of this put me in another mental funk thinking about life, death, mortality... my family... my friends... and just what the heck I'm doing with my own life...
like my job does'nt have me thinking that everyday I sit down at that desk at Time Warner...
hesitantly I continue hoping it will turn out for the better... but its been a rough climb... I don't like the fact that it takes forever to find an answer from any supervisor - especially while we are all newbies on the new billing system - which has screwed one too many an account to even call the debacle a "good transition"... that along with their monotonous push on sales, when most customers call us for help, only adds more reasons for leaving than staying...
despite the good pay and benefits, a call centre associate is not the life for me... that or maybe I need to be more of a bastard...
but I hope...
in other news?
- got a few complaints that my last live journal left no place for comments - NO - I was not acting on dramatics... maxicat ( my computer ) had a few bugs in him, and when I came to post my entry - the comment feature did'nt read - I think I worked most of them out... but I do thank you all who sent words of comfort - *hugggggggggggggggggggles* all...
- I may move in with my lesbian neighbor Angie - yes you read that right - all the possibilties of a Thursday night sitcom - or the reprocutions of a Lifetime original movie... it could help me better financially - not too mention the possiblity giving me more leeway to travel... visit friends - something I've though a LOT about lately...
- On Saturday I said "hi" to Frank of tv's Trading Spaces at the Cincinnati Home & Garden Show - wanted to get a pick of he and me - but by the time my sister and I got to the convention centre - he was jetting off to catch a plane - his appearance had been cut short at the last minute... ( adding to my wonderful luck ) erf... but from what I could tell - he's just as cute in person... :-P
- a friend of mine wants to set me up apparently on a blind date... I dunno'...
- and, oh yeah, DON'T BOTHER TRYING TO CALL ( or have me call you )... as of yesterday - I have no phone...
long story short - my Dad is a retiree of Cincinnati Bell... he got a good benefits package including a phone plan... when we moved out of the house, my Dad was allowed to take the phone service with him - but could'nt when he moved in with Sheri... she already had her own phone service provided by the apartment management where she's the landlady...
Dad & Sheri recently bought a laptop - wanting to do net themselves; Dad was offered a really cheap net deal through Cinti Bell... Sheri worked it out with mgmt... and I agreed to let my dad take the phone back... though I thought I was going to be given just a little more time to find a phone service...
so now I'm in a quandary whether to get a cell phone ( would be actually more reachable - about $40 a mnth - though poor reception this apartment ) or go with the massively pushed, somewhat reliable digital phone ( free long distance - $20 a mnth - chain myself to my job even more )...
I don't want to go back up on my doseage of Zoloft - I really don't...
Scott's passing did affect me more than I thought... its both depressing and unfair that his life was cut so short... all of this put me in another mental funk thinking about life, death, mortality... my family... my friends... and just what the heck I'm doing with my own life...
like my job does'nt have me thinking that everyday I sit down at that desk at Time Warner...
hesitantly I continue hoping it will turn out for the better... but its been a rough climb... I don't like the fact that it takes forever to find an answer from any supervisor - especially while we are all newbies on the new billing system - which has screwed one too many an account to even call the debacle a "good transition"... that along with their monotonous push on sales, when most customers call us for help, only adds more reasons for leaving than staying...
despite the good pay and benefits, a call centre associate is not the life for me... that or maybe I need to be more of a bastard...
but I hope...
in other news?
- got a few complaints that my last live journal left no place for comments - NO - I was not acting on dramatics... maxicat ( my computer ) had a few bugs in him, and when I came to post my entry - the comment feature did'nt read - I think I worked most of them out... but I do thank you all who sent words of comfort - *hugggggggggggggggggggles* all...
- I may move in with my lesbian neighbor Angie - yes you read that right - all the possibilties of a Thursday night sitcom - or the reprocutions of a Lifetime original movie... it could help me better financially - not too mention the possiblity giving me more leeway to travel... visit friends - something I've though a LOT about lately...
- On Saturday I said "hi" to Frank of tv's Trading Spaces at the Cincinnati Home & Garden Show - wanted to get a pick of he and me - but by the time my sister and I got to the convention centre - he was jetting off to catch a plane - his appearance had been cut short at the last minute... ( adding to my wonderful luck ) erf... but from what I could tell - he's just as cute in person... :-P
- a friend of mine wants to set me up apparently on a blind date... I dunno'...
- and, oh yeah, DON'T BOTHER TRYING TO CALL ( or have me call you )... as of yesterday - I have no phone...
long story short - my Dad is a retiree of Cincinnati Bell... he got a good benefits package including a phone plan... when we moved out of the house, my Dad was allowed to take the phone service with him - but could'nt when he moved in with Sheri... she already had her own phone service provided by the apartment management where she's the landlady...
Dad & Sheri recently bought a laptop - wanting to do net themselves; Dad was offered a really cheap net deal through Cinti Bell... Sheri worked it out with mgmt... and I agreed to let my dad take the phone back... though I thought I was going to be given just a little more time to find a phone service...
so now I'm in a quandary whether to get a cell phone ( would be actually more reachable - about $40 a mnth - though poor reception this apartment ) or go with the massively pushed, somewhat reliable digital phone ( free long distance - $20 a mnth - chain myself to my job even more )...
I don't want to go back up on my doseage of Zoloft - I really don't...