3-15-2006 (New Chapters)
It's amazing how much your life can change
In the span of less than a week.
Last Thursday, the job that I held for almost 19 years
Was severed, for reasons that aren’t worthy of even
mentioning.
I started there in 1987, when I was 22, full of myself and
Thinking I had the world by the balls. I went through the death
Of my Father not too long after starting there, broken relationships, pain, happiness, sorrow and glee.
I made some good friends, friends that I would give my
life for, and yes, I made some enemies. I started there with all the motivation of
Needing a paycheck, nothing more. That slowly turned into
A sense of duty and pride in my work. Many nights driving home
After work, I remember feeling that “buzz” of doing a good job
And giving an honest day’s work for an honest day’s pay.
There is a saying somewhere, that say’s
“If women don’t find you hansom, they should at least find you handy” Well at my last job I was handy. I loved making things with my hands and I was fairly good at it.
I also learned about the world of industrial machine repairs/operations and CAD
Out of my whole tenure there, I came out of it with a
Handful of good friends (you know who you are) so I think that
Because of this, I’ve departed a rich man!!
The first few days facing unemployment were rough.
I’ve used the term “wobbled” and that’s exactly what I did
I wobbled. Aside from the friends at the old place, I also
Have some good friend outside of work (you also know who you are) and I was embraced by the bonds of friendship or what I call
“The salve that soothes”. I was helped making a resume and was
given lots of advice.
It’s sometime hard to admit, being a 41 year old man, but
Even a 41 year old man, can still need “his Mommy”.
When I get really stressed out, I have a hard time eating. My gut rolls and churns. The first few days, aside from a few
Crackers, I didn’t eat. Sunday my Mom invited me for over for dinner.
I have totally forgotten the symbolism of Mothers cooking.
Her cooking is, as a child, what warmed you up after a cold day in the snow, cheered you up after being teased by the neighborhood bullies and generally
made you feel better. As always, her cooking Did the trick again….I love her.
Monday I received a call about a resume I sent out. I called
Her back on Tuesday and had a phone interview with her
And got a good “vibe” about her and her company. We set up a
Interview for Wednesday (today) and it went good. I was
E-mailed an offer and I am very happy to say that I’ve accepted
Their offer.
On Monday I start a new chapter in my life…………….
In the span of less than a week.
Last Thursday, the job that I held for almost 19 years
Was severed, for reasons that aren’t worthy of even
mentioning.
I started there in 1987, when I was 22, full of myself and
Thinking I had the world by the balls. I went through the death
Of my Father not too long after starting there, broken relationships, pain, happiness, sorrow and glee.
I made some good friends, friends that I would give my
life for, and yes, I made some enemies. I started there with all the motivation of
Needing a paycheck, nothing more. That slowly turned into
A sense of duty and pride in my work. Many nights driving home
After work, I remember feeling that “buzz” of doing a good job
And giving an honest day’s work for an honest day’s pay.
There is a saying somewhere, that say’s
“If women don’t find you hansom, they should at least find you handy” Well at my last job I was handy. I loved making things with my hands and I was fairly good at it.
I also learned about the world of industrial machine repairs/operations and CAD
Out of my whole tenure there, I came out of it with a
Handful of good friends (you know who you are) so I think that
Because of this, I’ve departed a rich man!!
The first few days facing unemployment were rough.
I’ve used the term “wobbled” and that’s exactly what I did
I wobbled. Aside from the friends at the old place, I also
Have some good friend outside of work (you also know who you are) and I was embraced by the bonds of friendship or what I call
“The salve that soothes”. I was helped making a resume and was
given lots of advice.
It’s sometime hard to admit, being a 41 year old man, but
Even a 41 year old man, can still need “his Mommy”.
When I get really stressed out, I have a hard time eating. My gut rolls and churns. The first few days, aside from a few
Crackers, I didn’t eat. Sunday my Mom invited me for over for dinner.
I have totally forgotten the symbolism of Mothers cooking.
Her cooking is, as a child, what warmed you up after a cold day in the snow, cheered you up after being teased by the neighborhood bullies and generally
made you feel better. As always, her cooking Did the trick again….I love her.
Monday I received a call about a resume I sent out. I called
Her back on Tuesday and had a phone interview with her
And got a good “vibe” about her and her company. We set up a
Interview for Wednesday (today) and it went good. I was
E-mailed an offer and I am very happy to say that I’ve accepted
Their offer.
On Monday I start a new chapter in my life…………….
posted by Jeff Boone at 10:05 PM
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