Stress

I wonder what organ is decaying inside me today due to stress. Maybe my liver, or my cardio system. I kept finding myself breathing shallow during the day because my "supervisor" was breathing down my neck. He is like a fruit fly, no matter what you do, it keeps getting in your face.

Today, I tried talking to him directly and asking him if we can start working together as a team, and I think that he went for it. But he is a smarmy bastard and could just being saying that to catch me off guard. I work for a company with a bad reputation of mismanagement and well, that doesn't happen because things are running smoothly on the inside. If it is bad from the outside, good chance it will be bad on the inside.

Anyways, I took it upon myself to eat a pint of Ben and Jerry's and watch a few episodes Sopranos' on demand. I will do anything legal to raise the serotonin level.

The Job, the job, the job

Why does working have to take up so much of life? It is only going to get worse, I am afraid. I don't mean just for me, but for Americans in general. We are working harder, longer, and I don't see a reversal of that trend anytime soon. The economy is grinding to a slower pace, the price increases of all products and services are adding up, the spending is decreasing while outstanding debts increase. Americans are in debt- whether it is car payments, furniture payments, gym payments, mortgage, BGE, phone, internet! Does it end? Can we stop?



My job is stressful- bad numbers in, bad numbers out. No one wants to stop and clean up the process- just linking one dysfunction spreadsheet to another. Link to Link to Link- nothing getting updated. It wears on me like a bad headache does- I have only been there for 3 months and I am at "oh well, what can i do to make this better realistically? This is not going to change just by one person making a stink". I just ignore my instincts, and try to make it to 5pm without being asked to do anything extra. I have found that speaking up evokes severe resistance. I don't want to be the "bad guy" here- so it is better not to make waves when I am the only one that is going to be whacked in the face with a bucket of water.

Anyways, I drove down S.Kresson street today. Why? I don't know. Because I do things like that- just to see what is there. I have read about the horrors of S. Kresson street on the Southeastern crime blog and I thought that something bad and dangerous was going to happen if I drove down the street. Well, I got a few stares, but it nothing happened. Who would buy a house over there that didn't mind a little crime, or rowdy neighbors? I have read about homeowners that have bought rowhouses over there and have a terrible time with crime on that street. Well, did you drive up and down the street before you bought a home on that road?! The crime doesnt conceal itself over there!