Yeah so it's me! It's Ballister.
Since I am the one who is entrusted with being the inaugural entry for our blogspace fun times, I will make it as the kids like to say: "A Goodie".
Well, I really could only think of one good thing to blog about today while I was at work.
It seems there is a persona that I just can't quite escape.
It doesn't matter where I might go, or what I might particularly be doing at the time: I always just happen to assume the position as... "The Dunce" at times.
Using my current job as a recent example: I get joked upon by... everyone! Even the freaking new hires that just started like two days ago, I get joked on.
I can understand it, given my current position as "The Intern", as this being part of my role, but it's gotten to the point where my Chef and his two stooges treat me like a fucking idiot for no damn reason at all.
I really want to change this pathology that follows me. I want to be the type of person who has the answers, who can actually argue with the higher ups, and the Chef's and they take them seriously.
All I hear at work are stories of all the past interns and workers who were there before me, about their "legacy" if you would, and how amazing they happened to be
I don't even think my coworkers even take me seriously over half the time, and it bothers the fuck out of me!
I get treated like I'm one of the regulars who just doesn't give a fuck. I'm so damn stressed out by caring about this damn job, that I'm counting down the days until I'm no longer forced to work there, just so I can sleep an entire night soundly. Ever since I woke up late for work a few weeks back. I was supposed to cover a breakfast with one of my sous chefs at 6:30 in the morning, I woke up at 6:20, and there is no way I could make it anywhere near my work in time. I ended up getting to work at 7, and caught so much grief and hell for being late that one time; it caused me to almost develop a complex of sorts. Now when I go to sleep, and I know I have to be awake at a particular time, I will wake up... 15, 16, 20 times a night. Be it hour, twenty minute, 5 minute, or even like thirty second intervals.... it drives me fucking crazy. I wake up in the morning almost as tired as I was before I even got into my bed. Only a few days left, I really hope things will turn around for the better. I can finally work on a social life, I get to go to labs again, and maybe; just maybe, find one of those attractive females that I've been attempting to talk to recently then create a little magic.
New Topic!
- WoW Progress -
Just recently, I moved my Rogue to Burning Blade so I can now hang out in game with 2 of my fellow posters, and possibly gank on a regular basis, a poster who shall remain un-named's noob ass. Yeah, I mean you Lobo!
Druid on Drak'thul is sitting at a decent 32, my priest is DoA when I moved to Drak'thul, such a low population server, it's almost impossible to do anything fun.
I took a recently look at some of the starting zone content that they are adding to WoW when Cataclysm goes live: They are adding some pretty epic aspects to the questing world.
Fellow NPC's that follow you around, moving at your speed, and fighting along side you (Being useful!!!)
One new quest: You kill mother raptors, gather up their babies, and the babies will jump out of no where and help you kill these mobs that are alot higher level than you, for a quest.
Alot of crazy new things
Next topic!
-Katsucon Plans-
So yeah, We are all going to Katsucon this year, I don't give a fuck what it requires us doing: a hundred beer runs each; rebuilding people's computers, I don't care! We will get the money, we will construct some pretty Badass cosplay outfits, and we will go! End of Story!
I may add a 2ndary part to this post, as I am going to Ren Faire today with Jordan, and a few others! Looks to be fun; I hope to stumble upon a gorgeous red head eating a turkey leg. -shwing-
Hope you enjoyed reading, I intend to have a very interesting blog to follow.
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