late night drinking

Sometimes, you just gotta be fates bitch.

top ten things the company i work for could do better

1. We are in a service industry. Service does not bend the customer over and fuck them.

2. Employees should respect other employees and they will get respect in return. Respect is earned, not granted just because you have a title

3. If something goes wrong and it had somethig to do with you, take responsibility for it. This avoid the finger pointing and get's everyone focused on solving the problem instead of pissing on each other.

4. If something goes right and you had something to do with it, be hunble. You will be acknowledged for it, but without looking like an egotistical dick.

5. If there's a meeting and you should at it, for fucks sake show up. Or you don't get the right to complain later.

6. Don't let Outlook run your life.

7. Boulders and avalanches roll downhill. This means that decisions start from the top. This can be an avalanche of revenue or an avalanche of shit.

8. Pay attention, take notes and be informed. If you don't pay attention to me, don't expect me to pay attention to you.

9. Ask questions, take the initiative, if there's something that needs to be done, step up.

10. Make a fucking decision. I don't really care either way, but make a decision.

Bonus: When the decision is made, just fucking do it already.

21 Years

21 years ago this evening, my mom died in a car crash. It's been a long time. I don't even know what to write, just feel that I need to write something about it. At least mention it. Pay homage to a candle that burned brightly but far too quickly.

I could start writing a whole 'thing' here about it, but nothing I'm thinking seems to make sense. I could talk about the memory and blah blah blah and I don't mean to sound callus, I just, nothing that I'm thinking seems appropriate. And I know most of what I write (here and in other places) isn't exactly appropriate, but I feel that anything written about this should be. And nothing right now comes to mind. Suffice it to say, I miss you.

I'm tired

What's more, I'm tired of feeling so tired.

Common courtesy

Why the hell is it called common courtesy if it's so goddamn uncommon?

Living my life by Outlook

Sometimes you let the technology help you do things and sometimes you have little choice but to let the technology run your life. Lately I've been letting MS Outlook run my day. I let it tell me where to go and when to go there. I joke about it regularly, how I live my life by Outlook, but it's supposed to be a joke. Lately, not so much. The sad part is that it's stretched past just work. I have to do lists and such to organize what I do at home. Amazing how much the technology can control you instead of vice versa.

I miss actually writing

Being rather hung over at the moment, I think my writing would probably look like shit, but I do actually miss the tactile sensation of writing.

Liquid solution for dreams

For the past few weeks I've been having weird dreams. As I think about it, it might even be closer to a month. Whatever. Regardless, it's been driving me nuts to wake up with a start at odd hours of the morning. Sometimes, I'll get to a point in one of the dreams that would normally be pushing me to the breaking point in real life and I'll wake up and it's like 4AM. Can't go back to sleep, Can't really stay awake and be functional, and if I do manage to go back to sleep usually I get the same damn thing.

And yesterday was another one of those days in another one of those weeks that I've been having for oh, 8 yeears now. Still, I found a solution, four and a half double Bushmill's, neat. Not only did I barely make it home last night. I didn't wake up until noon and I can't remember a single thing I dreamed. bloody awesome. Is there a comedy aspect to this? Sure, but on a serious note, I used to drink to not get overly stressed, not it appears as though I'm going to be drinking to actually get sleep and that kind of worries me.