I’ve said it once, and I’ll say it again; there’s just not enough time. Not enough minutes in an hour, not enough hours in a day, not enough days in the week. Work is so crazy, if I just had a few more hours to finish the things that I needed to get done … [...]
I’ve said it once, and I’ll say it again; there’s just not enough time. Not enough minutes in an hour, not enough hours in a day, not enough days in the week. Work is so crazy, if I just had a few more hours to finish the things that I needed to get done …
This weekend is already half gone, and I have an done a fraction of the things that I wanted to. Such is life …
I had planned on going into work today, but that didn’t happen. I might try for tomorrow. We’ll see. I have finished the introduction for Fact-finding Missions: The Series. This should be a fun little venture for Nice Guy Society, Inc. I think I might start on episode one in just a few minutes. Brian and myself have started the replication of the Village Church program; I was really disappointed with how long this took and some of the little technical glitches. This one set me back, which has pushed back a lot of the other projects I have on my plate. But hopefully I can catch up.
I don’t know if any of you have brothers and sisters; but I was blessed with two. One of each, if you will. When you’re growing up, you never really see them in a professional capacity. I guess you’re just too busy with a growing up. But I must say, I’m impressed. My brother was having problems with his car, so my dad and I drove up to lend him a hand and a few bucks. Now, my brother is not the “school type,” which is okay by me. Some people are just too creative to be stuck in a classroom all day long. So, he decided to go into retail and work at a local grocery store. Now, I had never seen my brother work a day in his life … when we were growing up, he was too young to work. These days, he’s a checker/cashier. “Paper/plastic?” The whole bit. It was weird to see my brother ringing up groceries and helping customers. That kid worked that keypad like he had been doing it for years. He bagged like a professional; just like people that bag my groceries when I go to the store. Very impressive. I know which you may be thinking. You may be thinking, “So what? It’s just a job.” That’s okay. It is just a job. But like a proud sibling at school play, I won’t hesitate to turn around and tell you, “That’s my brother up there.” My sister is another one … although she is pursuing her education now, which is even more impressive than actually working, there was a time she worked in food-service. That is one line of work I would never go into. Those people work so hard, it’s not even funny. And I remember the first time I visited my sister at work. She was carrying like five or six plates of food all at once, just like you see people at restaurants doing. It was really cool. Impressive.
I met with a lady on Thursday regarding a job. We’ll see how that goes. I looked good; wore my suit. I was witty and friendly. She seemed a little tired, but it was understandable because was her last interview of the day. We’ll see what happens …
Well, I must get back to work. More later.