Obviously, I’ve failed miserably at my 365-days of writing, but fear not, I am not disappointed in myself. A strange thing happened, and I’m not really one to gossip, so I’ll not go into great detail, however, I began working (at a meager job, no worries), and this employment situation turned into a place of great opportunity, minus one small detail: The “owner” who had hired me had introduced himself as the “owner” and continued to play the role of “owner” until the truth became known that he was, in fact, a manager with ownership stake.
Now, if you do not know why this is such a big deal, well then, much of this post will probably not … interest you. Nevertheless, if the difference means something to you, in your own mind, well then, the “one small detail” is no small detail at all. And thus, it was an eight-week nightmare of lies, deceit and overall futility. I cannot say, at this time, whether or not I even work at this place. The point is mostly to convey the seriousness of my life over the past month (all of the nonsense began to take shape around the middle of June, with it all coming to a head around the second week in July, with the issue still at large as of today). In total, I only worked at this place for exactly two months. Dramatic much?
And so, I’m mostly apologizing to myself for not being able to follow through on a goal that I had very much wanted to accomplish, but there is still time. I am not so naive as to make any promises at this point, but I am working on refocusing my efforts toward shit that matters, as opposed to on a shitty situation, in a restaurant, a place, in my opinion, not worth this much effort and stress.
What am I going to do now?
Well, I’ve already started reading quite heavily again, and I’m writing this post now. The lifemate and I already had plans to leave this place for another place in a few months time, and so, this is not so much a blow to us financially as it is just a complete annoyance, and something about which I would like to complain very heavily to anyone who will listen. But this is really not about that. I will apply this past two-month experience to both the efforts of learning and accepting. Knowing full well about my relationship with patience, I understand this circumstance as another fucking test in a long line of tests that is fucking LIFE.
But perhaps that’s much of the problem with the marketing scheme that LIFE provides, these things are challenges or tests or trials that need to be overcome. That, to me, sounds like spin set upon life through the mechanisms of organized religion, organization affiliation to anything, really. “These are the challenges we must face!” I say, “Fuck you, LIFE!” We’re here, and everything is working against our being here. There’s a much larger force at work than a mere challenge or test or trial; it’s LIFE. Life isn’t hard; it just is. Life isn’t cruel; it just is. Life isn’t challenging; it just is.
I mean, have you even seen those BBC productions about Our Planet? From our perspective, that’s some cruel shit. But from the perspective of all things living together, being together, it’s just life, and that is what’s fucking crazy.
We (the lifemate and I, always) watched the goddamn Mueller Testimony this morning, and what a thing to behold. It makes me wonder, like, if every generation has its crook, then why are we surprised? Also, the word upon which everyone should be fixated is not “exonerate” but rather, the word procure. Did anyone on Trump’s team (including Trump, himself) help procure the disinformation/stolen information used in the 2016 election? That’s my two cents.
I’m very muchly looking forward to the second round of Democratic Presidential Candidate debates that are set to air next week. Obviously, we are still way too far away to know or pick a candidate we prefer.
… And we’re charging full-steam ahead with our business plans for our next location. Oh and we’re playing our way through the free Borderlands 2 DLC in eager anticipation for Borderlands 3.
I think that’s all for now.