alright, here we go...
i appreciate the patience...
i suppose i should start with why i'm writing this...it started when the family and i (minus dad) went to dinner the other night. as we tend to do, we started discussing my brother's lascivious college life when he was up at davis (i won't bore you with the details). anyway, as my mom and my brother sat their laughing their asses off, i could only sit there in silence. the stories my brother had were of things i could only imagine, and it made me feel pretty insignificant, since the stories i have pale in comparison. as the night ended, i sat in front of the TV, thinking about what had just happened, thinking of how little i've done or experienced...
despite my best efforts, i still remain single (and that ugly V word which i won't repeat), and it sucks. BIG TIME. its even worse that my bro has a GF, which he claims to be a summer fling, but i know he's full of crap. anyway, whenever she comes over, which is pretty frequently, they're all lovey-dovey, kissin and all, like i wasn't even in the room. and it pisses me off... not only the fact that i don't have a girlfriend and he does, but the fact that it seems like he's rubbing it in my face. but since his GF and i get along, telling them this is not an option...although i would definitely like to. as for my own efforts in the relationship department, i do have my eye on a couple of girls (one at the radio station, another i met through a friend). while i do like them both, it seems that the girl i work with and i get along a lot better... will i sack it up and make a move? who knows....since i'm not used to making a first move of any sort, i may have to get creative...wish me luck there..im tired of being alone while everyone else seems to be happy. i think i deserve a relationship as much as anyone i know
as for the job, the environment around the station has changed dramatically. when our executive producer BW left, it sent things in a tailspin. now, there are people on the air that shouldn't be, and people are getting promoted ahead of me (even though they have been at the station for a shorter time than i have), and that is REMARKABLY frustrating. i have busted my ass there for three years, and the management promotes someone else to a position that i was being groomed for (i even configured my school schedule this semester so i could learn the ropes of talk-show producing). but when BW left, that all changed...he was my biggest fan at the station, and now that he's gone, it seems like that new position is a pipe dream that may or may not ever be realized...i have hit the ceiling as a board operator, and they know that. hopefully bringing it to the boss' attention will help him realize how big an asset i am to the station; if not, time to start updating the resume.
thank god the Prep Pigskin Report is back...no fucking politics like at the radio station...its just fun, and they pay me for it.
alright...i think thats it. i think i've covered everything i wanted to talk about. for those who sat through my whole diatribe, kudos to you - i owe you a nickel...
time for bed,
mikey
i suppose i should start with why i'm writing this...it started when the family and i (minus dad) went to dinner the other night. as we tend to do, we started discussing my brother's lascivious college life when he was up at davis (i won't bore you with the details). anyway, as my mom and my brother sat their laughing their asses off, i could only sit there in silence. the stories my brother had were of things i could only imagine, and it made me feel pretty insignificant, since the stories i have pale in comparison. as the night ended, i sat in front of the TV, thinking about what had just happened, thinking of how little i've done or experienced...
despite my best efforts, i still remain single (and that ugly V word which i won't repeat), and it sucks. BIG TIME. its even worse that my bro has a GF, which he claims to be a summer fling, but i know he's full of crap. anyway, whenever she comes over, which is pretty frequently, they're all lovey-dovey, kissin and all, like i wasn't even in the room. and it pisses me off... not only the fact that i don't have a girlfriend and he does, but the fact that it seems like he's rubbing it in my face. but since his GF and i get along, telling them this is not an option...although i would definitely like to. as for my own efforts in the relationship department, i do have my eye on a couple of girls (one at the radio station, another i met through a friend). while i do like them both, it seems that the girl i work with and i get along a lot better... will i sack it up and make a move? who knows....since i'm not used to making a first move of any sort, i may have to get creative...wish me luck there..im tired of being alone while everyone else seems to be happy. i think i deserve a relationship as much as anyone i know
as for the job, the environment around the station has changed dramatically. when our executive producer BW left, it sent things in a tailspin. now, there are people on the air that shouldn't be, and people are getting promoted ahead of me (even though they have been at the station for a shorter time than i have), and that is REMARKABLY frustrating. i have busted my ass there for three years, and the management promotes someone else to a position that i was being groomed for (i even configured my school schedule this semester so i could learn the ropes of talk-show producing). but when BW left, that all changed...he was my biggest fan at the station, and now that he's gone, it seems like that new position is a pipe dream that may or may not ever be realized...i have hit the ceiling as a board operator, and they know that. hopefully bringing it to the boss' attention will help him realize how big an asset i am to the station; if not, time to start updating the resume.
thank god the Prep Pigskin Report is back...no fucking politics like at the radio station...its just fun, and they pay me for it.
alright...i think thats it. i think i've covered everything i wanted to talk about. for those who sat through my whole diatribe, kudos to you - i owe you a nickel...
time for bed,
mikey