a day off...

So, I had to take yesterday off.  After procrastinating as much as Kacey would let me, I actually had to write my paper.  I realized that if I didn't start, even I couldn't finish on time.  So I sacrificed my daily utterances to try to wrap the paper up.  And by 2am, I was finished.  Well kind of.  I actually finished it up this morning after a brisk 3 hours sleep.  I don't know how people operate on such little sleep.  I need roughly 9.5 hours to be fully coherent.  Many of you will argue that you have never seen me fully coherent, and many of you would be right.  Either way, I don't remember the last time I got that much sleep.  Oh, never mind.  It was a few short weeks ago, yet feels like a lifetime ago.  I feel like I wasted an entire 2 weeks down in FL as I came back and have completely disregarded my health and well being by going back to work.  I am thinking about switching jobs again just to get some more time off.  It might be better just to take some vacation time rather than switching jobs, but it is so much more dramatic to switch jobs.

So now that I am a week and a couple of days into this new job, I am happy to report that things are going well.  While I got off to a rough start with losing my boss 8 hours into the job, things have slowly looked up.  I have met some people, wasted some time, and have some semblance of an idea of what I can do.  The guy who had my responsibilities prior to me laid some good groundwork and I think that I can keep the ball moving forward.

It was kind of funny, I told him about leaving Alberto.  I said that the next person will come into Alberto and replace me.  This person will say the same thing that I said, yet for some reason he will be a genius and I will be behind the times.  He will be respected, I was ignored. Everyone got tired of my diatribes after 7 years and heard nothing new.  No matter how great I spoke, how engaging I was, or how fundamentally groundbreaking my ideas were (I think highly of myself), I don't think I could have changed the culture much more.  

That is probably the same way that Wrigley is.  While he was saying the right things, people eventually tune you out.  Sometimes it is hard to believe that.  I know that it was hard for me at Alberto, but I finally admitted to myself, never out loud, that Alberto needed the change and I was just along for the ride.  They needed a different voice, a different face (I know that is hard to believe), and a different perspective, even if it was the same.  

So that makes me think about life.  Why do we always believe the new guy.  You put together a nice resume, have a nice accent, have great hair (props to Alberto products), or you have some credentials that sound better than they actually are, but what does it really mean?

Not sure, but after 48 hours of not writing something on this page, I wanted everyone to know that I had some really deep thoughts I was pondering for the last couple of days.  Probably didn't work, but it was worth a try.

So, to end the night on a good note, we had some presentations in class tonight.  Graduate program remember.  Some people are just not meant for higher education.  I had someone use the words, "Fo Sure" and "I's and You's"  While I am not really sure how to spell either of those, just say them out loud and you will see what I mean.  I wanted to ask her to spell them as I was planning on blogging about them, but thought she might be offended.  I was actually more afraid that I would have to explain the question in her language.  Much too much.

Until tomorrow...