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Seems like forever since the last time I posted in here. Mostly there hasn't been anything new, exciting or frustrating going on in my life. In some ways that's good, but in many ways it's bad, too. It struck me not too long ago that's the bad thing about getting older; the sense of wonder and discovery slowly ebbs away and it gets harder and harder to recapture those little moments of epiphany that strike so magnificently when you're young. Of course, you have no defenses for the shit life kicks at you then, either, so it's a pretty fair trade off, imo, but it's hard not to miss those moments.
Work has been a mixed bag lately, which is nothing new either, I suppose. Overall I enjoy what I do, but the amount of responsibility they keep adding to my position is frustrating. I mean, there are only so many hours in a day, right? Not to mention that the area where I work requires extremely high quality so forcing my attentions in so many directions isn't really the smartest thing to do. After all, if there's a claim that's likely to land our company in court, it's probably going to pass through my team first. No pressure or anything....
Not to mention that my job has started making me paranoid. Why? Because I have (finally) been trained on our Life products! Nothing quite like seeing all the sad and strange ways people meet their ends in this world to make you nervous about every other car on the road or every twinge in your body. Accidental death claims are the worst, because they tend to be on people 25 or under. I think I'm just overly sympathetic, because reading some of these police reports or letters written in by parents will often cause me to be sitting in my cube with tears in my eyes. Nothing makes the loss of someone easy, but sometimes the things we do to each other....
I screwed up my foot pretty good over Thanksgiving. I was sitting on a stool at my parents' house without any shoes on. I went to get down and my right foot slipped, jamming the rung my foot had been resting on between my little toe and the one next to it. At first I thought it wasn't too bad, because when I pulled off my sock my toe didn't look either broken or dislocated. But then it started bleeding, which freaked me out ( I do not do well at the sight of my own blood), though only until I realized I didn't have bone sticking out or anything. It did split the webbing between my toes, but that healed up pretty quickly, leaving me with a nice bruise and accompanying sprain. Thankfully, my manager was cool with me wearing the only pair of shoes I could stand in (sneakers( all week last week, and this upcoming week is a "casual dress code" week, too. Still, I have to say I was impressed by the fact that I neither passed out or even shed a tear over the injury - I think that's a new record for me! (Yeah, I'm a big wuss at heart lol)
I suppose that's it for now. Nice talking to you again. :-)
Work has been a mixed bag lately, which is nothing new either, I suppose. Overall I enjoy what I do, but the amount of responsibility they keep adding to my position is frustrating. I mean, there are only so many hours in a day, right? Not to mention that the area where I work requires extremely high quality so forcing my attentions in so many directions isn't really the smartest thing to do. After all, if there's a claim that's likely to land our company in court, it's probably going to pass through my team first. No pressure or anything....
Not to mention that my job has started making me paranoid. Why? Because I have (finally) been trained on our Life products! Nothing quite like seeing all the sad and strange ways people meet their ends in this world to make you nervous about every other car on the road or every twinge in your body. Accidental death claims are the worst, because they tend to be on people 25 or under. I think I'm just overly sympathetic, because reading some of these police reports or letters written in by parents will often cause me to be sitting in my cube with tears in my eyes. Nothing makes the loss of someone easy, but sometimes the things we do to each other....
I screwed up my foot pretty good over Thanksgiving. I was sitting on a stool at my parents' house without any shoes on. I went to get down and my right foot slipped, jamming the rung my foot had been resting on between my little toe and the one next to it. At first I thought it wasn't too bad, because when I pulled off my sock my toe didn't look either broken or dislocated. But then it started bleeding, which freaked me out ( I do not do well at the sight of my own blood), though only until I realized I didn't have bone sticking out or anything. It did split the webbing between my toes, but that healed up pretty quickly, leaving me with a nice bruise and accompanying sprain. Thankfully, my manager was cool with me wearing the only pair of shoes I could stand in (sneakers( all week last week, and this upcoming week is a "casual dress code" week, too. Still, I have to say I was impressed by the fact that I neither passed out or even shed a tear over the injury - I think that's a new record for me! (Yeah, I'm a big wuss at heart lol)
I suppose that's it for now. Nice talking to you again. :-)