"Self improvement is masturbation... Self destruction may be the answer."
- Tyler Durden
April 2005. What a month.
These past 30 days have been filled with happenings(look, my thesaurus for 'events' isn't actually abundant) that, while not necessarily self destructive, were thought provoking. Ever hear of people who have gone through the provebial trial by fire? Well, for this month in the eternal barbecue called life, somebody up there took a side of me that hasn't been cooked well through all the 20 years of my life, and left me on the grill for it to be... um, slightly burnt.
In other words, I took a crash course in social skills.
That sounded like self improvement. And although I'm still struggling against the thought that masturbation is ultimately detrimental in all aspects, I'm going to go ahead and say that I believe that these circumstances and the abrupt rate at which they came to me were not my doing.
So what exactly happened, you ask? Lots. Please be advised that the following event descriptions aren't the entireties of what happened and what went through my mind during the time.
APRIL 4, 2005: FIRST JOB BEGINS
Yup.
Just when I thought that I'd get a job in the later part of this year, parental psychology and methods (no doubt potent) takes the ultimate victory over my indolence in the wee hours of this day, as I took my first step into the Alabama training classroom of ClientLogic.
It's a providential move. That footstep meant a lot in more ways than one. All my life I've been telling people to stop making fools of themselves by talking about something they didn't know.
A month prior to this I remember telling myself that I was going to look for a better job because I 'thought' that ClientLogic wasn't good enough for me, for many reasons. Turns out that half of these reasons were false, half of the reasons were true but surprisingly exploitable, and I came out learning a whole lot more than I estimated.
Okay, I was jeered for being a hypocrite by some of my friends. But look at what I gained. We'll discuss some of them later.
I have to cut it off here. I'll type them in successive blogs, on a daily basis or when they actually call out to me one last time before they leap down into my abyss of things that happened in my life that I forgot about (cue nosebleed).
God be with you all. I miss you guys. Really.