It has been busy at work, so my thought processes have been needed elsewhere, which is fine, that’s why they pay me anything at all. So, instead of talking about one specific subject, I’ve decided to just put a multitude of random thoughts on ‘paper’ and see where it takes me.
One thought I had today was regarding employee of the month/quarter/year. I’ve never really understood the concept of this (maybe it’s because I’ve never been awarded such a splendor of paper trail). I do know however that its never really done anything except create jealousy and disappointment for the people who aren’t awarded or considered for that ‘special parking spot’. I’m pretty sure that its meant to increase worker moral and congratulate someone for going above and beyond what their specified job duties call for. Congrats to anyone that has been designated as one of those special employees that possibly deserve this position. On the other hand, in a large, multi-national corporation, how does one person come to stand out? In the positions that I’ve held before; this award has varied between people that have deserved it and then been laid off soon after (not because the business went away, but more because they decided to outsource, and even though their position still had spots on this side of the ponds, they were paid too much to stay in the position). Or the all-time favorite of a good-ol-boys club. Where this employee partied with, hung out with, and listened to every inane request or favor that was asked of them. Yes, I’m bitter, but not about getting ‘passed over’. I’m actually kind of glad that there isn’t that ‘burden’ at CW. I really see that everyone enjoys and performs their job to the highest degree that they can. The lack of political structure makes this even more possible with the amount of ideas that aren’t pushed down or diluted because of who brought them up. </shameless plug>
Blogging. I have to admit, I had aspirations that I’d get a big link up from some major news source and my blog would be famous. A month later: I don’t care anymore. I write to get ideas out of my head, do I care that anyone reads it, not really. I check my google analytics periodically, and if it wasn’t for my faithful WP plugin, I would probably be my biggest visitor. I like having ‘my space’ on the web… don’t get confused… NOT Myspace… pay close attention to the actual use of the spacebar.
Dating. I’ve been single for a while now. I date, yes. I have bad dates, yes. Am I going to write about them on here… probably not. Regardless of how good the story would be, I still see that as hurtful. I’ve read a few blogs out there written by serial daters (of which I can probably be classified as) who are both men and women. My online profiles/personality isn’t too far off of my own RL one (That’s real life FYI). I see these write-ups as not at all helpful, but really more a violation of personal space on the account of the person that was the ‘date’.
Gaming. Online or not, video games have been a somewhat sizeable portion of my life. I don’t get sucked into them, but I do enjoy playing them. I should qualify that… I no longer get sucked into them. I’ve played WoW for a total of about 45 minutes (including install time), and didn’t find it enjoyable. I own Guild Wars, have watched friends play Everquest, and am the former pirate Dezzie on the Midnight ocean in YPP. I play call of duty periodically, but have never been part of a clan that plays together. My goal with CoD is to keep my K/D ratio above 1, and to have fun with a few good friends of mine.
Teaching. I have to admit, I constantly have thoughts about teaching part-time again. However, now that I’ve been through it and seen the mistakes that I made in regards to scheduling and the signifigant cuts of personal time that I took. I still want to do it, damnit. It’s fun, the looks in my students faces when they finally ‘get it’. When they can actually translate the markings on a page to the keys on a piano, those are priceless. I taught all around the Minneapolis/Saint Paul area, and there’s never a day where I don’t drive on the same street that I used to take to so and so’s house.
That’s all.
–dez
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