Geekman's World: Jesse Vents

Today kicked my ass.

I know I haven't updated much this month. Sometimes I've been indulging in the vice of computer games and sometimes I've been genuinely busy or too tired. Now it's time to vent.

I awoke this morning with that delightful feeling of being tired and sick to one's stomach. Some may know, that physically agoraphobic feeling of "I don't even want to get out of bed today". But we don't acknowledge such things in our society so it's "Get up you lazy asshole! You want to be at work on time and look good and productive in front of your employers. You work to live and therefore you live to WORK. So GO!" That's what I say to myself, anyway.

Ah, Monday.

I drive, because I don't want to bus home from UBC after my class. After battling the rat race of people who should never have been granted a license to sit behind the wheel of a vehicle, I arrive at work... early, no less. One of my few spots of luck, but I can't help thinking that I could have slept in for another ten minutes...

There's a mess of filings. "10QSB for the period ended August 31, 2006". I feel like I've copied and pasted that description a dozen times. Andrew's not coming in. He stayed up until 1AM last night checking a bunch of reports that Laurel did on the weekend. Not quite as helpful as he intended. Peter and I spend the better part of half an hour sorting out what has been done and what hasn't. Then of course you get those phonecalls: "I was wondering about my filing..." "Oh, of course," I'll say, "Let me see who's working on it." And I put them on hold and realize that no one is actually working on it because Andrew started it on Friday and now he's not here.

Great.

So I have to go back unto the phone and state as cheerfully as possible that, "Oh yes, we're working on it now... it's been busy, you'll get a proof soon..." which is actually Jesse-speak for, "I have no idea what the fuck you're talking about. For the next several minutes, I'm going to run around in a blind panic trying to figure out what the hell is going on or get someone started conversion on that document because we TOTALLY FORGOT ABOUT IT."

So I'm checking 80-pages of hastily-converted annual report for errors that I probably won't find... or filing an insider report, a holdings report, and a press release that apparently all have to be out RIGHT NOW.

At 2:10 Peter and Gordon are gracious enough to take on the two filings I have left to get out for 2:30 and I run down to my car and jam over to UBC for my 3:00 lyrics class.

Lyrics is probably the least stressful part of my day. There's some real talent in the class and I enjoy the creative discussion. But among the gems there's always those pieces that I've got nothing good to say about. That kills me. All those people are there because of a creative streak. A lot of them are people I really like. But sometimes I just can't stand their work. So I sit there at the roundtable discussion wondering what criticism I can give that won't offend or hurt feelings and what compliments I can conjure up so that I don't seem biased or one-sided. Then I just feel guilty.

I head home: Another hour is wasted in the car corral.

I come home and it's band practice night. In our house with it's paper-thin walls it's impossible to escape the noise of a rock band. Someone wails on their guitar when they get bored. An ear-splitting feedback loop occasionally punctures my mind. There's no food in the house. Like, NONE. I'm talking goddamnit-we-should-have-went-shopping-weeks-ago none. I scarf down what's left of the brick of Havarti and wash it down with some coke to placate my stomach so I can bitch for a bit in my blog before I actually think about where I'm gonna go for real food.

Right now I wish there was somewhere nearby that I could just go and relax. I wish I could escape to a freind's place or invite someone along to a local cafe... before I start worrying about the possibility of the USB controller being busted in the second-hand motherboard I sold to Chris and Denai...

How was your day?

other than cleaning shit out of one of the pools my day was just fine. long definitly, but not bad.

my day sucked ass for the most part....my non-human district manager called this morning to find out if i was going back to my unfulfilling, doesn't pay shit, dumbass job..which totally depressed me because i have 2 weeks left of mat leave and no other job yet. i didn't answer the phone when she called because i had better things to do than to talk to a person who doesn't qualify as anything other than pure evil. 2nd half of my day was spent job hunting....needless to say it sucked. the only good parts of today are andrea is staying at my parents' for the night and chris and i can finally play WoW at the same time now =) thanx jesse!

You make me think that getting no sleep working on projects and studying for a midterm could actually be not so bad. Admittedly, I did do laundry, working out and grocery shopping in preparation for this studying binge. I didn't count on feeling as focused as a gerbil on meth.
Sorry your day sucked so much. You should try going out to a quiet cafe at the end of a day like that and just sitting, in silence. Silence is one of those rare things that I think people forget to appreciate. Perhaps they don't get that it is not the absence of noise but the presence of something a little closer to tranquility. Damn, I have to study more. So much for deep thoughts.

I hate to come off sounding so cheerful in the face of such bad days all around, but I had a damn good day. I woke up early, feeling refreshed for once, and made myself a good lunch, got on the bus and went to a job that's rewarding, fun and that I love. We didn't work that hard and still got all of the work done so early that the boss decided that going to the pub for wings and beer on him and on the clock was a good idea. So I got paid to sit in the pub with a beer in my hand and the best damned dry ribs I've ever tasted in front of me, for 2 hours no less. Then I get home, and low and behold I get to finally *gasp* interact with my wife on WoW instead of bicker about who gets to stay on and play. I echo my wifes sentiments =) thanx jesse! Oh yeah, and the Canucks kicked Edmonton's ass! Go Canucks!

Denai, they're looking for people at Sears Coquitlam if you need work. They've told us that any one we can manage to sign up and accept and works out they'll be grateful for.

Allen: Cleaning up other people's shit. I do it metaphorically, you do it literally.

Other Sister: On the contrary, as an ex-music student I was taught to appreciate silence (see John Beckwith). After spending a whole day listening to music and getting many tunes running through my mind like process threads I needed silence. People would then scoff at me when they put on music and I would grumble discontentedly.


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