Unemployed
Technically, right now, I'm unemployed. That was the loneliest walk through the parking lot yesterday.
Just like the refreshing rain in Arizona there is a fresh beginning awaiting me.
I remember long ago when I was young and immature. I used to get insecure that no one would like me, so I would try to find ways to look cool and important. I can't believe how far I've come. I have a great job (ahead of me), tons of friends all over the world. A family that loves me. Someday, I'll find Miss Right and we'll have a great family of our own. I can't believe that I used to actually pick on the younger kids. I can't believe that I used to try to fill the empty void in my life by finding others weaker than me to pick on. How immature? What a cop-out. When someone was better than me at something and I was jealous I would lash out at helpless people to make myself feel better. Now? Now I have the confidence to know that no matter what, no matter how bad life gets, I will survive. I will come out on top. I may not be the smartest web-master in the world. I may not have the power to hack into a government site. But I do know how to make a kickin' website for myself and my interests. I may not be the best engineer. I may not know all the inner workings of an integrated circuit. But I know why a cable-stayed bridge is better than a suspension. I know how to calculate the tensile force in a truss member. I can calculate the thermal load of a heat sink attached to a microprocessor. I can calculate the wind resistance of any object. I have implemented millions of dollars of cost-saving ideas on medical device manufacturing equipment. I can write ladder-logic to control automation machines. I can program a robot. I may not be able to build a house, but I've build a solid-oak night stand. I've carved a bear out of a single block of wood with no pattern.
Call me what you want, say what you will....call me fat, say I'm ugly, call me a pussy, talk bad about me behind my back, throw stones at my house, key my car, slash my tires..
I don't give a rats ass about you or your insecurities.
I've got a GREAT life goin for me, I'm living it the best I can and I'm proud of who I am.
Just like the refreshing rain in Arizona there is a fresh beginning awaiting me.
I remember long ago when I was young and immature. I used to get insecure that no one would like me, so I would try to find ways to look cool and important. I can't believe how far I've come. I have a great job (ahead of me), tons of friends all over the world. A family that loves me. Someday, I'll find Miss Right and we'll have a great family of our own. I can't believe that I used to actually pick on the younger kids. I can't believe that I used to try to fill the empty void in my life by finding others weaker than me to pick on. How immature? What a cop-out. When someone was better than me at something and I was jealous I would lash out at helpless people to make myself feel better. Now? Now I have the confidence to know that no matter what, no matter how bad life gets, I will survive. I will come out on top. I may not be the smartest web-master in the world. I may not have the power to hack into a government site. But I do know how to make a kickin' website for myself and my interests. I may not be the best engineer. I may not know all the inner workings of an integrated circuit. But I know why a cable-stayed bridge is better than a suspension. I know how to calculate the tensile force in a truss member. I can calculate the thermal load of a heat sink attached to a microprocessor. I can calculate the wind resistance of any object. I have implemented millions of dollars of cost-saving ideas on medical device manufacturing equipment. I can write ladder-logic to control automation machines. I can program a robot. I may not be able to build a house, but I've build a solid-oak night stand. I've carved a bear out of a single block of wood with no pattern.
Call me what you want, say what you will....call me fat, say I'm ugly, call me a pussy, talk bad about me behind my back, throw stones at my house, key my car, slash my tires..
I don't give a rats ass about you or your insecurities.
I've got a GREAT life goin for me, I'm living it the best I can and I'm proud of who I am.
posted by John at 9:06 AM
2 Comments:
J, You're a real catch, and don't you forget it.:)
I dream of cable-stayed bridges. Or rather, I have nightmares of the floating bridges going down in the next windstorm or earthquake.
It's nice to "hear you smile", J. Just when you think life might stay humdrum until you're blue in the face, it rains - or the sun shines bright. Whichever it is you need at the time :)
You're a sweetheart.
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