I really haven’t had the desire to write anything about NASCAR this week. I don’t know if the reason is because all the talk has been about Jeff and Jimmie or something else. Maybe it’s just the fact that after next weekend, we will all find out who finally wins this whole thing and the 2007 will finally be over. So I thought I would just write about some randomness.
Thanksgiving is coming up….YEA!!! What a holiday Thanksgiving is. Where else do you get to celebrate eating and watching football? I love my family, I really do, but there are times I am ask myself…am I adopted? We put the FUN in dysnfunction. I also feel Thanksgiving gets a screwed of all the holidays. It is stuck between Halloween and Christmas. Some grab a turkey leg, watch some football and tell someone Happy Thanksgiving.
Because it is supposedly now the holiday season, I can now get my Peppermint Mocha from Starbucks. A few years ago I wouldn’t even consider the possibility of paying that much for a cup of coffee, but thanks to a trip up to Indianapolis last October I’m hooked. Plus they have some delicious pastries that can accompany your coffee…this morning I will be chowing down on a Cranberry Bliss. YUM!!!
I really like what I do for a living. It’s a very rewarding job and can at times try the patience of a saint, but I can’t see myself doing anything else. But lately it has been CRAZY! It’s not so much the work, but the workers. On some levels I would rather work with some trained monkeys than some of the people I do. Come to work and do your FREAKIN’ JOB! If you don’t like the job, find another. If you perceive I am trying to make you look bad, don’t bother…you do that all on your own. What you are doing is affecting not only your coworkers, but the customers you serve. Who is ultimately the reason you are here.
I must be headed down the path to Hades because every time I turn around someone tells me they are praying for me. Don’t get me wrong I don’t mind people who feel the need to pray for me because I could use all the help I need, but you don’t have to tell me like I am some evil person who needs saving. Case in point–someone who I really don’t care to associate with, but have to on a daily basis, told me they have been really (an they stressed the REALLY part) praying for me. Are you praying for me because you think I talk too much or live a life of sin? Are you praying for me because I am not Miss Sunshine in the morning? Whatever the reason, I don’t need you to pray for me because you are doing it to be mean spirited. I am not living the life of sin you think I am. I am kind to children and my fellow man. When I talk to someone else about others, I am not making things up, I am stating the cold hard truth. And finally I have and never will be Miss Sunshine in the morning. I am not a morning person. If I don’t smile and say “Good Morning” to you–don’t take it personally. I do the same thing to people who know and love me. They know not to expect to be at my best before 10:00 am in the morning. That’s just who I am. GET OVER IT!
It’s a Friday and it is the end of work week. I have 8 hours until I have a couple of days off. Lots of things to occupy my time this weekend…NASCAR, Tech v UT game, Cowboys/Giants game, and the least of all cleaning my house. But all in all it will be a much better time than being at work.
Let me leave you with these parting words which I read every day before I begin my 8 hours of work…”Lord grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change, the courage to change the things I can and the wisdom to hide the bodies of those people I had to kill because they pissed me off.”