Tuesday, June 10, 2008

Oh what a wonderful day!

Ok, the topic of the day…I find a job posted for the VA. It's a perfect job, or so it seems, and I'm excited about the prospect. It's an IT job at that VA hospital here in San Diego. I call the point of contact and find out that the job closes today at 4pm. Government jobs are a pain to apply for, so I start early. I download the forms, and find out that you cannot save data on the forms. Ok… I need ink for my printer. I go get it, and return. That's twenty two dollars I don't really have, but I spend it anyway.

I'm making good headway and finish the forms I need, and begin the supplemental stuff. At 2:30 I stop to print everything out.

My printer doesn't work! I try my roommate's printer. It doesn't work. I put my laptop into hibernate mode, and run over to Kinko's, and when I fire up my lappy I get a blue screen. Shit…I've lost everything. I return home a little depressed. I know that not many people applied, and I'm a good candidate. I would at least get to interview for the position. Oh well.

So, then my friend Phil calls and I talk to him about my crappy day. At 4:10 pm a full 10 minutes after the closing deadline, my son comes into the room, and puts some papers on my lap. Still talking to Phil I don't realize they are my application forms. My roommate came home from work early and realized his son had disconnected his printer. He plugged it in. The forms printed out. So now…I have to laugh…what a day. I know what you're thinking. I should've checked to make sure the printer was connected…right? Wrong…it's not the first time I've had problems using my roommate's printer…It's picky and doesn't really like me. I'm normally so good with electronic toys too.

But wait there's more. I get a call from a local training school looking for instructors. I love teaching. I return the call. They want me to drive across town to interview for a substitute position. I check to make sure…yep…they just want me on call. I didn't even ask how much they pay. I know that it will not be worth the gas to interview. Imagine, getting called an hour before class time, driving across town at rush hour to teach a class you have not prepped for. Mmmm fun!

I think I'll go set up a linux box with apache, and wordpress. That will make me feel better.

Monday, June 09, 2008

Feeling sorry…

Rolled over to touch you, but you were gone.

Like sappy lyrics from a stupid song.

Opting out, you must be strong.

A little break, it won't long.

You'll be back; I've done no wrong.


 

Why did you leave me?

I thought you would

—but you said no.

You're finding space

--your row to hoe

It's very sad

so I must go.

Leaving now

I miss the show.


 

A month, no more

Well maybe two

Then we'll meet

But you'll be through

A jester's hat

Now I'm the fool

Somehow I broke

some goddamn rule


 

I planned it out

For all to see

A happy life

For you and me

But now there'll never--

Be a we

I'm sure of that

Bet all agree