hello, and welcome to the episodic life of me.
okay.
so, last monday, I bought my (second)car - dodge neon. ugly bright green. I love it. I then moved out of the moto's old place, and into an apartment that a friend of mine is renting but not using.
it was a glorious day. I got off work, waited for the government places to open, then hit the social security office, replaced my card, hit the bmv, passed the vision and written exam no problem and got myself an ohio license, and then went down and picked out the car.
the apartment is closer to downtown, in an area called 'Campus' - guess why? - and it's right next to high street, which is the main college hangout area. I've spent a few nights at the hookah bar and met some interesting people. forced socialization on self is working a lot better then I'd feared.
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unfortunately, the car broke down thursday on my way to work. it's leaking fluids - only while driving - so, I run out of stuff called "coolant" and "oil", which are apparently essential to run the car. the car now sits at the parking lot at work. my coworker knows a dude that'll take a look at it for cheap, so that's likely what I'll do.
I called the dude that sold it to me and he was all like, "well, you DID buy it as-is... I can recommend a mechanic" and I was all like "yeah like that's happening"
people around me tell me I should be super pissed. I can't find the motivation. so much shit has happened to me that even this which is really sucky kinda just slides off.
to be honest, I don't think it's anything major. it's only when I get the car up to speed, so I'm hoping it's just a loose seal or something.
but like I know shit about cars.
so, I've been riding a bike to work. it's an hour and a half to get to work from home. when I had my car, it took ten minutes. oy.
I am getting a great workout at nights and in the mornings. cramps usually mean I wait for a bus, though.
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the apartment I'm in has no computer/internet, so coming up with ways to entertain myself is what I do most of the time. I've gotten myself a library card and started flying through books. one of the last ones I got was a book on meditation and shit like that, and hey, yanno, I thought I'd try it.
so far, I suck at meditation. blame the ADD?
but I am getting better at calming the mind. so odd to go without random thought. it's oddly soothing. I've gotten into taking my dead time at work and just chilling out. it's nice.
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speaking of work, I was offered a job by one of my customers in a strangely reminiscent scene to that of the time a lady hired me right off the brookstone sales floor.
I'm seriously thinking of taking it. it's folding clothes at abercrombie and fitch. sucks, but I'd get paid more after taxes then I do now before taxes, and that's a hefty difference. it's supposedly as many hours as I'd like, I can choose to do overtime.
I told the guy I swore a blood oath to never wear A&F clothing. he laughed, and said it was super laid back, I could show up however I wanted, and most of the time, the crew goes out after work and grabs a drink or twelve.
sounds like my kinda place, really.
my only concern is making sure that the job is another fulltime job that I can hold on to for a while. I mean, to be frank, this exact situation is what fucked me over when I lived in oakland and I dumped brookstone for greenberg, two weeks before being told my hours at my new job were being cut to less then 8 a week 'just for the summer'.
so, I don't really intend on being homeless again. I'll chat with the guy some more, see if it's kosherish, and if so, I'll be working there for the next x amount of time.
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don't get me wrong, I love the gas station. it's just getting kinda old, and I'm not feeling comfortable with how my coworkers and manager treat me - everyone refers to me as a slacker, but I'm the only shift that actually finishes at least 90% of the stuff I need to EVERY DAY.
I mean, I may be a little late, I may be a little tired, and I'm certainly high, but my shit gets done and my regulars love me, period. that's more then I can say for the shift before mine, which usually leaves me a lovely batch of work to finish.
when I was being interviewed, my boss(to be, at the time) told me that some days, he'd show up in the morning, and he'd wonder if I just locked the store and slept in the back because it was like I hadn't done anything - and that if that happened, it'd be ALRIGHT now and then.
now, I've never done it. never have I royally fucked up. I think my worst snafu was when I forgot to restock the coffee bar, and that's a ten minute job. sometimes I forget one thing or another, and that's it.
I just feel like I'm the only one being held accountable for the work I'm supposed to do. example - we have a day chart that, at the end of our shift, we're supposed to fill out and indicate at which times did we complete what tasks. if you don't do it, it's not a bad thing, boss just gives you some lip, because corporate gets all hissy about that.
anywho, one day, I forget to, and both first and second shift had forgotten to as well - however, when I get there the next day, my shift has a circled '?' in it, while the others don't.
little things. I'm sorry, I like to feel like I'm appreciated, and right now I don't.
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life is swell.
I realize that in a week and change, I'll be twenty.
I'm kind of scared by that. no more teen in my age.
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on one hand, it's a sad farewell to the awkward youth.
on the other? a happy hello to whatever the hell I end up doing these next few years. I don't have much in the way of plans right now. college is out of the question because of my funding issue - that being that until I'm 24, the government factors in my father and step-mother's 'support' and decides that I don't qualify for any grants or loans whatsoever.
my only out is a loan from a third party - but those need cosigners, and I don't have those.
I guess I'll spend the next few years living, and being quite happy to do so.
here's to 7,300 days of life and beyond.
<3
-Kevin
so, last monday, I bought my (second)car - dodge neon. ugly bright green. I love it. I then moved out of the moto's old place, and into an apartment that a friend of mine is renting but not using.
it was a glorious day. I got off work, waited for the government places to open, then hit the social security office, replaced my card, hit the bmv, passed the vision and written exam no problem and got myself an ohio license, and then went down and picked out the car.
the apartment is closer to downtown, in an area called 'Campus' - guess why? - and it's right next to high street, which is the main college hangout area. I've spent a few nights at the hookah bar and met some interesting people. forced socialization on self is working a lot better then I'd feared.
-
unfortunately, the car broke down thursday on my way to work. it's leaking fluids - only while driving - so, I run out of stuff called "coolant" and "oil", which are apparently essential to run the car. the car now sits at the parking lot at work. my coworker knows a dude that'll take a look at it for cheap, so that's likely what I'll do.
I called the dude that sold it to me and he was all like, "well, you DID buy it as-is... I can recommend a mechanic" and I was all like "yeah like that's happening"
people around me tell me I should be super pissed. I can't find the motivation. so much shit has happened to me that even this which is really sucky kinda just slides off.
to be honest, I don't think it's anything major. it's only when I get the car up to speed, so I'm hoping it's just a loose seal or something.
but like I know shit about cars.
so, I've been riding a bike to work. it's an hour and a half to get to work from home. when I had my car, it took ten minutes. oy.
I am getting a great workout at nights and in the mornings. cramps usually mean I wait for a bus, though.
-
the apartment I'm in has no computer/internet, so coming up with ways to entertain myself is what I do most of the time. I've gotten myself a library card and started flying through books. one of the last ones I got was a book on meditation and shit like that, and hey, yanno, I thought I'd try it.
so far, I suck at meditation. blame the ADD?
but I am getting better at calming the mind. so odd to go without random thought. it's oddly soothing. I've gotten into taking my dead time at work and just chilling out. it's nice.
-
speaking of work, I was offered a job by one of my customers in a strangely reminiscent scene to that of the time a lady hired me right off the brookstone sales floor.
I'm seriously thinking of taking it. it's folding clothes at abercrombie and fitch. sucks, but I'd get paid more after taxes then I do now before taxes, and that's a hefty difference. it's supposedly as many hours as I'd like, I can choose to do overtime.
I told the guy I swore a blood oath to never wear A&F clothing. he laughed, and said it was super laid back, I could show up however I wanted, and most of the time, the crew goes out after work and grabs a drink or twelve.
sounds like my kinda place, really.
my only concern is making sure that the job is another fulltime job that I can hold on to for a while. I mean, to be frank, this exact situation is what fucked me over when I lived in oakland and I dumped brookstone for greenberg, two weeks before being told my hours at my new job were being cut to less then 8 a week 'just for the summer'.
so, I don't really intend on being homeless again. I'll chat with the guy some more, see if it's kosherish, and if so, I'll be working there for the next x amount of time.
-
don't get me wrong, I love the gas station. it's just getting kinda old, and I'm not feeling comfortable with how my coworkers and manager treat me - everyone refers to me as a slacker, but I'm the only shift that actually finishes at least 90% of the stuff I need to EVERY DAY.
I mean, I may be a little late, I may be a little tired, and I'm certainly high, but my shit gets done and my regulars love me, period. that's more then I can say for the shift before mine, which usually leaves me a lovely batch of work to finish.
when I was being interviewed, my boss(to be, at the time) told me that some days, he'd show up in the morning, and he'd wonder if I just locked the store and slept in the back because it was like I hadn't done anything - and that if that happened, it'd be ALRIGHT now and then.
now, I've never done it. never have I royally fucked up. I think my worst snafu was when I forgot to restock the coffee bar, and that's a ten minute job. sometimes I forget one thing or another, and that's it.
I just feel like I'm the only one being held accountable for the work I'm supposed to do. example - we have a day chart that, at the end of our shift, we're supposed to fill out and indicate at which times did we complete what tasks. if you don't do it, it's not a bad thing, boss just gives you some lip, because corporate gets all hissy about that.
anywho, one day, I forget to, and both first and second shift had forgotten to as well - however, when I get there the next day, my shift has a circled '?' in it, while the others don't.
little things. I'm sorry, I like to feel like I'm appreciated, and right now I don't.
-
life is swell.
I realize that in a week and change, I'll be twenty.
I'm kind of scared by that. no more teen in my age.
-
on one hand, it's a sad farewell to the awkward youth.
on the other? a happy hello to whatever the hell I end up doing these next few years. I don't have much in the way of plans right now. college is out of the question because of my funding issue - that being that until I'm 24, the government factors in my father and step-mother's 'support' and decides that I don't qualify for any grants or loans whatsoever.
my only out is a loan from a third party - but those need cosigners, and I don't have those.
I guess I'll spend the next few years living, and being quite happy to do so.
here's to 7,300 days of life and beyond.
<3
-Kevin