Most people envy the skills of a computer repair guy. Sometimes the knowledge level is high and others its simply common sense and others its a simple matter of stopping long enough to do this thing called reading. Some would have you believe its simply magic. That I have been trained by Merlin with mystical powers or a Jedi in the ways of the Force.
Working on a persons computer can be a very personal thing. You may need to go places they normally wouldnt want people to see. The secrets that you may be entrusted with simply because its the only way to solve the problem. Ive seen it all. Ive helped keep secrets safe. But, occassionally been responsible for the occasional grounding of a child. Its amazing what people keep on their computers. Evidence of a wife funneling money to where its not suppose to go. Nude pics that a husband took while cheating on his wife. Or a couple keeping an extensive library of their sexual adventures. Video collections that Jenna Jameson and her director would be envious of.
Anyway, a recent situatiuon has me wondering what course of action to take. Ive had this computer in for repair a few times. Usually the same thing, slow, freezing, etc, etc. It belongs to a teenage boy. After fighting with it for a couple hours i won the war and got it fixed up. Going through and removing the culprits led me to the kingpin. Isnt it obvious what that is? Surfin da porn of course.
Now, what does one do? Do i tell mom that she is paying me to keep fixing this thing because her son is doing......well.....teenager things in the digital age? Do i choose to not bust out the kid and just chalk it up to a "virus"? Wouldnt be too far from the truth. I have the option of going to dad which might soften the blow to the kid. The reality is well its fine if he wants to do that with his computer. The issue is whether mom and dad want to keep forking over the dough to fix it everytime his habit catches up with him. If they knew why then they may simply shift the burden of responsibility to the boy or embarrass the hell out of him. If you keep mucking it up then you pay to fix it.
This is what makes it fun to be a computer repair guy...
Tuesday, September 18, 2012
Wednesday, August 8, 2012
for the paycheck
The typical daily grind. You get up earlier than you want to. Put on clothes you would rather use as a car wash rag. Then spend the next 8 hours staring at the clock. All in the name of....the mighy PAYCHECK.
What a miserable existance this person must have. OH WAIT!!! I think i just described most people that have a job. Yeah its still miserable.
How do so many people get reduced to the common denominator of going through 40+ hours of their week for no other reason than that small (and yes it is small when you think about it) satisfaction of opening their paycheck on payday?
Just about everyone i work with falls into this catagory. They whine and complain and dont give a shit about anyone else or even the job they choose to do. They do it for the paycheck. They showup for the paycheck. There is no sense of team, or doing a good job, or enjoyment of the job they have chosen. Now ive had my moments where i did what i had to do and the times where i definately fit into this, but never with the mentality that it was where i was stuck for the long term. Blinded by a decent paycheck these people....
.................REALLY NEED TO SHUT THE FUCK UP!!!
you would think they have it SO bad. They tell me to give it time and i will be just like them. No. I dont think so. i couldnt be that pathetic if i tried. well maybe if i tried real hard.
Why take a job dealing with customers when you hate dealing with customers?
Why take a job where being a team is how it works when you are a selfish piece of shit?
Why take a job that requires working outside in extreme heat when you are a pussy and cant hack it?
Need i go on? Do not misunderstand. The paycheck is a powerful motivator and incentive. But if this is the beginning and end of ones motivation in life to go to work at your job for the long term, id rather you spare me and fall off a cliff.
"oh but some of us have kids and bills and stuff to take care of"
lets look at the bills part, if you are going to take a job you dont like, for the paycheck, then use that paycheck to create bills rather than work towards a job you might like or at least want to be a proactive part of for something more than the paycheck then thats your own damn fault and that still falls under the catagory of....STFU!!!
then there are kids. exspensive bundles of joy they are....at least until some of them start to talk...or walk...then maybe not so much joy. yeah im not sure how i want to tackle this one. So guess what? im just not going to becasue i dont feel like it.
There is 168 hours in a week. The typical person will work 40 of these and assuming this person sleeps around 7 hours a day that leaves 79 of those hours that you are doing something other than working. thats less than half and if you are one of these people im talking about that means you are only potenially not a whiny bitch less than half the week. But we all know thats not true. Why? Well what kind of a world would we live in if people didnt go home after work and continue bitching to their significant other? I mean thats like a rule right?
In the end these kinds of people simply need to STFU or spew their bullshit where i cant hear it.
What a miserable existance this person must have. OH WAIT!!! I think i just described most people that have a job. Yeah its still miserable.
How do so many people get reduced to the common denominator of going through 40+ hours of their week for no other reason than that small (and yes it is small when you think about it) satisfaction of opening their paycheck on payday?
Just about everyone i work with falls into this catagory. They whine and complain and dont give a shit about anyone else or even the job they choose to do. They do it for the paycheck. They showup for the paycheck. There is no sense of team, or doing a good job, or enjoyment of the job they have chosen. Now ive had my moments where i did what i had to do and the times where i definately fit into this, but never with the mentality that it was where i was stuck for the long term. Blinded by a decent paycheck these people....
.................REALLY NEED TO SHUT THE FUCK UP!!!
you would think they have it SO bad. They tell me to give it time and i will be just like them. No. I dont think so. i couldnt be that pathetic if i tried. well maybe if i tried real hard.
Why take a job dealing with customers when you hate dealing with customers?
Why take a job where being a team is how it works when you are a selfish piece of shit?
Why take a job that requires working outside in extreme heat when you are a pussy and cant hack it?
Need i go on? Do not misunderstand. The paycheck is a powerful motivator and incentive. But if this is the beginning and end of ones motivation in life to go to work at your job for the long term, id rather you spare me and fall off a cliff.
"oh but some of us have kids and bills and stuff to take care of"
lets look at the bills part, if you are going to take a job you dont like, for the paycheck, then use that paycheck to create bills rather than work towards a job you might like or at least want to be a proactive part of for something more than the paycheck then thats your own damn fault and that still falls under the catagory of....STFU!!!
then there are kids. exspensive bundles of joy they are....at least until some of them start to talk...or walk...then maybe not so much joy. yeah im not sure how i want to tackle this one. So guess what? im just not going to becasue i dont feel like it.
There is 168 hours in a week. The typical person will work 40 of these and assuming this person sleeps around 7 hours a day that leaves 79 of those hours that you are doing something other than working. thats less than half and if you are one of these people im talking about that means you are only potenially not a whiny bitch less than half the week. But we all know thats not true. Why? Well what kind of a world would we live in if people didnt go home after work and continue bitching to their significant other? I mean thats like a rule right?
In the end these kinds of people simply need to STFU or spew their bullshit where i cant hear it.
Friday, July 6, 2012
How Insignificant you really are...
...well some more than others. I cant for the life of me understand this feeling people get. Especially when im at work. They think becasue they run a restaurant with crap wannabe Italian food that they can make demands. And go so far as to be a raving bitch to another human being that not only does become a consumer when they clock out but also interacts with hundreds of people on a weekly basis. Or even chase me out the door to bitch some more after losing a $40 dollar sale AFTER i just gave them a $100 credit to ask me if it matters to me that they lost the sale. Of course i answered "No", and took the credit away.
Lets put this into perspective. You are 1 person out of 7 billion people, on 1 planet out of 8 planets, in 1 star system out of 100 billion star systems, in 1 galaxy out of 100 billion galaxies. How significant can you and your raving bitch ass be? Center of the universe? I think not.
We are ants to whoever or whatever is looking down. If you have ever looked upon an anthill no one ant looks to much more significant than another from that point of view.
Im the guy that tries to treat them all the same. but of course i cant, not all the time. Forces beyond my control keep that from being the case. Who is more significant or deserving of preferential treatment, the raving bitch waving her checkbook around or the Vietnam vet in the wheelchair living on practically nothing? The money isnt being funneled in to my pocket so where is the incentive?
Its really amazing the way people justify their own significance on why they are so important and how the world would cease to function if they were to simply stop doing what ever it is they do. Like the entire country wouldnt be able to drive a nice car if that dude who has been saleman of the month for 2 years just decided to hang it up right? Where would my town go for shit Italian food if the raving bitch had to close down? Doomed right? Or if i quit my job? No one would be able to fix the internet. The world wouldnt be able to check Facebook and we would be back to the stoneage in a matter of days.
I hate to break it to you...but the world will continue. It will continue. I mean if we can get by without Einstien, Shakespeare, Beethoven, Leonardo, Descartes, and some of the other greatest minds of all time, I am pretty sure things will continue without a lot of people. Myself included.
Now i realize that people have the need to feel important. It gives them a warm fuzzy. But lets not get carried away here. Given my own ego i am probably the biggest hypocrit for even writing something on this kind of level. But yes if myself or any one of many other out there were hit by a bus, knocked off a bridge, mauled by a bear, or eaten by a giant shark, there would probably be a mom out there who's world would be forever changed. But the sun will come up tomorrow, the world will continue to spin, and the majority of people will continue to go about their routine with little to no interruption.
So in the end i do my part, however little it may be, to remind people that they are not as important to the rest of us as they would have themselves believe and that i get my Italian food somewhere else.
Lets put this into perspective. You are 1 person out of 7 billion people, on 1 planet out of 8 planets, in 1 star system out of 100 billion star systems, in 1 galaxy out of 100 billion galaxies. How significant can you and your raving bitch ass be? Center of the universe? I think not.
We are ants to whoever or whatever is looking down. If you have ever looked upon an anthill no one ant looks to much more significant than another from that point of view.
Im the guy that tries to treat them all the same. but of course i cant, not all the time. Forces beyond my control keep that from being the case. Who is more significant or deserving of preferential treatment, the raving bitch waving her checkbook around or the Vietnam vet in the wheelchair living on practically nothing? The money isnt being funneled in to my pocket so where is the incentive?
Its really amazing the way people justify their own significance on why they are so important and how the world would cease to function if they were to simply stop doing what ever it is they do. Like the entire country wouldnt be able to drive a nice car if that dude who has been saleman of the month for 2 years just decided to hang it up right? Where would my town go for shit Italian food if the raving bitch had to close down? Doomed right? Or if i quit my job? No one would be able to fix the internet. The world wouldnt be able to check Facebook and we would be back to the stoneage in a matter of days.
I hate to break it to you...but the world will continue. It will continue. I mean if we can get by without Einstien, Shakespeare, Beethoven, Leonardo, Descartes, and some of the other greatest minds of all time, I am pretty sure things will continue without a lot of people. Myself included.
Now i realize that people have the need to feel important. It gives them a warm fuzzy. But lets not get carried away here. Given my own ego i am probably the biggest hypocrit for even writing something on this kind of level. But yes if myself or any one of many other out there were hit by a bus, knocked off a bridge, mauled by a bear, or eaten by a giant shark, there would probably be a mom out there who's world would be forever changed. But the sun will come up tomorrow, the world will continue to spin, and the majority of people will continue to go about their routine with little to no interruption.
So in the end i do my part, however little it may be, to remind people that they are not as important to the rest of us as they would have themselves believe and that i get my Italian food somewhere else.
Wednesday, May 2, 2012
Sleep vs Sex
What is it about age that contributes so much to this rivalry? In our youth most of us would sacrafice as much sleep as we had to in order to score. Late night, wake up in the middle of the night, early morning, it didnt matter. Go to work on no sleep for a 10 hour shift, no problem. You can sleep later right? I mean each time might be the last time you get any right? Its only sleep. Its only work.
You will notice i put sleep first. there is a reason for this. As i have gotten older I have developed a much fonder appreciation for sleep and the benefits of it. Now if its not a work night well that changes the playing field...but not much.
I look back and can see that it was probably the excitement of the whole thing. Wasnt that the unspoken rule too? To never pass up an opportunity? Maybe its a guy thing. But that cant be it entirely. I mean in order to sacrafice the sleep to get sex you needed a female partner to participate. Having said that it must work both ways.
They say you can sleep when you are dead. I mean hell in todays world all you need is like 2 hours of sleep and a few red bulls to get through the day. Or wait. What about that illusion of if you get laid then you will be happy and refreshed (on no sleep) and have pep in your step and be glowing and be superman and all that? Experience would say that is the biggest load of shit. If that was the case guys wouldnt always want to go to sleep after sex, they would fly out of bed and go bench press a buick. If that was the case women wouldnt want to snuggle, they would go start cleaning the house, or doing dishes, or make the man a sandwich. Maybe some do? I want a sandwich.
When you were young it was thought in your own mind that sex was vital to your survival. Later on you discover it was really sleep.
So when its 11:00PM and you have to be up at 5:00AM to go to work and someone wants to get some because they dont have to get up and waited till now because they been on the computer or phone for the last hour what are you going to do?
Guess i'll go find out....
You will notice i put sleep first. there is a reason for this. As i have gotten older I have developed a much fonder appreciation for sleep and the benefits of it. Now if its not a work night well that changes the playing field...but not much.
I look back and can see that it was probably the excitement of the whole thing. Wasnt that the unspoken rule too? To never pass up an opportunity? Maybe its a guy thing. But that cant be it entirely. I mean in order to sacrafice the sleep to get sex you needed a female partner to participate. Having said that it must work both ways.
They say you can sleep when you are dead. I mean hell in todays world all you need is like 2 hours of sleep and a few red bulls to get through the day. Or wait. What about that illusion of if you get laid then you will be happy and refreshed (on no sleep) and have pep in your step and be glowing and be superman and all that? Experience would say that is the biggest load of shit. If that was the case guys wouldnt always want to go to sleep after sex, they would fly out of bed and go bench press a buick. If that was the case women wouldnt want to snuggle, they would go start cleaning the house, or doing dishes, or make the man a sandwich. Maybe some do? I want a sandwich.
When you were young it was thought in your own mind that sex was vital to your survival. Later on you discover it was really sleep.
So when its 11:00PM and you have to be up at 5:00AM to go to work and someone wants to get some because they dont have to get up and waited till now because they been on the computer or phone for the last hour what are you going to do?
Guess i'll go find out....
Monday, April 23, 2012
Kids these days...
What is the malfunction with the younger generation? While it may not be all of them, it seems like it everytime i turn around. While we are breeding a generation of offspring that are born with more raw intelligence, they are also coming into this world with considerably less and less common sense and street smarts.
Too often i here about the concept of the parent not wanting their child to have it as hard as they had it. Well none of us do i suppose to a degree. But to what end? The word EARN is fading away. One day people will look at it and ask what language that is. Entitlement is the new way. "i think, therefore give me". Higher levels of mental dicipline are almost completely absent. Lack of respect for authority.
A quote from myself...
It amazes me, given the sexual habits of the younger generation, they still seem genuinely surprised when she says "i'm pregnant" AND have the ignorance to follow up with "how did that happen"
you can infer much about where i am going when i talk about the state of our youngsters with that quote. What is wrong with these people?
I do however have the peace of mind to know that when this generation starts to really breed and those offspring start to come of age i will be almost dead.
A particular individual sticks out in my head. the young guy joins the Army. Goes infantry and becomes a badass. Not a bad start, i had hope for this individual. then slowly the signs emerged. He whined about going to the field and cried about being away from home. Friends of his age would sympathize with him. OK thats fine he is homesick. Then he fails a drug test. Oh no now his life is ruined becasue he has to face the consequences. Consequences? WTF? What are those? He complained how his life was over becasue he had extra duty now and they docked his pay and demoted him. Like what did he do to deserve this? And still his like aged friends sympathize with him. Then he starts talking suicide and gets put on suicide watch because he cant take it anymore? KILL YOURSELF THEN PUSSY!!! And still his friends sympathize with him. No "tough love". No "WTF were you thinkin doing drugs"? No "get your shit together dude". None.
While in situations like this it is easy to lump the whole of the generation in with this weak minded piece of shit, every now and then i see a glimmer of hope. A lost soul that doesnt seem to belong in its generation, light years ahead of its peers.
While i am typically an out with the old and in with the new kind if person. This is an area where someone is yet to prove to me something is better than the old school approach. I had belts and wooden spoons taken to my ass growin up and im fine. I see no reason to not continue with these methods.
The over-protection needs to end. In todays world and society maximum exsposure is required to develop an appreciation for is really going on. While opinions and such will be formed differently for the individual, they do need to be formed from that exsposure.
While i could take this in a million directions and tangents over infinite variations of this topic i will stop here and leave this last thought.
there is absolutely nothing wrong with learning the hard way...ever.
Too often i here about the concept of the parent not wanting their child to have it as hard as they had it. Well none of us do i suppose to a degree. But to what end? The word EARN is fading away. One day people will look at it and ask what language that is. Entitlement is the new way. "i think, therefore give me". Higher levels of mental dicipline are almost completely absent. Lack of respect for authority.
A quote from myself...
It amazes me, given the sexual habits of the younger generation, they still seem genuinely surprised when she says "i'm pregnant" AND have the ignorance to follow up with "how did that happen"
you can infer much about where i am going when i talk about the state of our youngsters with that quote. What is wrong with these people?
I do however have the peace of mind to know that when this generation starts to really breed and those offspring start to come of age i will be almost dead.
A particular individual sticks out in my head. the young guy joins the Army. Goes infantry and becomes a badass. Not a bad start, i had hope for this individual. then slowly the signs emerged. He whined about going to the field and cried about being away from home. Friends of his age would sympathize with him. OK thats fine he is homesick. Then he fails a drug test. Oh no now his life is ruined becasue he has to face the consequences. Consequences? WTF? What are those? He complained how his life was over becasue he had extra duty now and they docked his pay and demoted him. Like what did he do to deserve this? And still his like aged friends sympathize with him. Then he starts talking suicide and gets put on suicide watch because he cant take it anymore? KILL YOURSELF THEN PUSSY!!! And still his friends sympathize with him. No "tough love". No "WTF were you thinkin doing drugs"? No "get your shit together dude". None.
While in situations like this it is easy to lump the whole of the generation in with this weak minded piece of shit, every now and then i see a glimmer of hope. A lost soul that doesnt seem to belong in its generation, light years ahead of its peers.
While i am typically an out with the old and in with the new kind if person. This is an area where someone is yet to prove to me something is better than the old school approach. I had belts and wooden spoons taken to my ass growin up and im fine. I see no reason to not continue with these methods.
The over-protection needs to end. In todays world and society maximum exsposure is required to develop an appreciation for is really going on. While opinions and such will be formed differently for the individual, they do need to be formed from that exsposure.
While i could take this in a million directions and tangents over infinite variations of this topic i will stop here and leave this last thought.
there is absolutely nothing wrong with learning the hard way...ever.
Monday, April 16, 2012
The Best Friend
Everyone has had one in some form or fashion in their life. This person is a unique combination of elements that allows them to fill many rolls at the same time depending on what your needs are. They can be your brother, sister, friend, psychotherapist, mother, father, undertaker, eyes, ears, sidekick, the list goes on and on. And they do any or all of these at the same time despite you already having and individual one of each of these somewhere else in your life.
Now in my own opinion of the matter you can really only have ONE of these. I have had several but never more than ONE in my life at a time. For example my best friend during my high school years lives across the country, has a family and we dont get to see each other or talk as much. He will always be my best friend and brother. At the moment i have current best friend that lives here and someone ive grown close to. Therefore he fills those shoes at this moment. Some people may have many close friends that picking one is difficult or they feel they might betray someone else if they did. Irrelavant, deep down inside there is always ONE go to person.
The handful of people that have filled these roles are all very diverse people when compared to each other. You might say each one was a good fit for that stage in my life.
There are a few things ive learned over the years however. As a kid growing up you used to equate your best friend to the person you spent the most time with. While this may have been true, as we get older this doesnt have to be the case. Enter the quality vs quantity argument. I used to also think once upon a time this person was there to take your side (supposedly becasue you thought alike or understood each other very well) for everything. But through my own experiences being a best friend to other people there job is to also smack you up side the head and set your stupid ass straight. Respect is also a large part. If you have to worry about pissing off your own best friend then its not what you think it is. Even with all the roles listed earlier, the one thing a best is NOT and should NOT be is a babysitter. And im not talking about kids.
The title of best friend isnt even a title, or label, or anything. Its not something you have to acknowledge or work at. IT JUST IS. your best friend isnt punching a time clock and working at being your best friend. this person just is. Its a bond all its own. Naturally developed and grown and nurtured through pure interaction.
Now a classic modern day argument is that your spouse or significant other should be your best friend or is your best friend. This method of logic simply doesnt compute for me. While you should absolutely be close to this person almost on that level it doesnt balance the equation for me. These need to be 2 different people. the raw emotion and love and all that stuff involved can cloud judgement and distort the functionality that is the core of the best friend.
The best friend is definately an important part for every part of life from childhood to senior citizen.
In the end i have to say that the people who have been my best friends thought the various stages of my life have had an enormous impact on the person i have become. I do not doubt that being that type of person to me was not easy at times and would like to think i acknowledged this much at the time.
Now your best friend is typically the person who requires no thanks or appreciation. That doesnt mean you shouldnt do it anyway...
Now in my own opinion of the matter you can really only have ONE of these. I have had several but never more than ONE in my life at a time. For example my best friend during my high school years lives across the country, has a family and we dont get to see each other or talk as much. He will always be my best friend and brother. At the moment i have current best friend that lives here and someone ive grown close to. Therefore he fills those shoes at this moment. Some people may have many close friends that picking one is difficult or they feel they might betray someone else if they did. Irrelavant, deep down inside there is always ONE go to person.
The handful of people that have filled these roles are all very diverse people when compared to each other. You might say each one was a good fit for that stage in my life.
There are a few things ive learned over the years however. As a kid growing up you used to equate your best friend to the person you spent the most time with. While this may have been true, as we get older this doesnt have to be the case. Enter the quality vs quantity argument. I used to also think once upon a time this person was there to take your side (supposedly becasue you thought alike or understood each other very well) for everything. But through my own experiences being a best friend to other people there job is to also smack you up side the head and set your stupid ass straight. Respect is also a large part. If you have to worry about pissing off your own best friend then its not what you think it is. Even with all the roles listed earlier, the one thing a best is NOT and should NOT be is a babysitter. And im not talking about kids.
The title of best friend isnt even a title, or label, or anything. Its not something you have to acknowledge or work at. IT JUST IS. your best friend isnt punching a time clock and working at being your best friend. this person just is. Its a bond all its own. Naturally developed and grown and nurtured through pure interaction.
Now a classic modern day argument is that your spouse or significant other should be your best friend or is your best friend. This method of logic simply doesnt compute for me. While you should absolutely be close to this person almost on that level it doesnt balance the equation for me. These need to be 2 different people. the raw emotion and love and all that stuff involved can cloud judgement and distort the functionality that is the core of the best friend.
The best friend is definately an important part for every part of life from childhood to senior citizen.
In the end i have to say that the people who have been my best friends thought the various stages of my life have had an enormous impact on the person i have become. I do not doubt that being that type of person to me was not easy at times and would like to think i acknowledged this much at the time.
Now your best friend is typically the person who requires no thanks or appreciation. That doesnt mean you shouldnt do it anyway...
Monday, March 5, 2012
To be a Hero?
Im the guy that wants to be the hero. More than anything else. Always on the lookout. Lots of "just in the knick of time" cliche goes through my head on a constant basis. Put myself in harms way for the sake of someone else. Tackle the would-be robber or kidnapper. Tell the 2 guys arguing at the gas station to stfu b4 i beat both their asses. True story. Ok maybe its hero with some badass thrown in. Certain movies with type of storyline strike at this sensitive area. The Army did well creating and developing this...condition. Though I must say the desire for this is more selfish than selfless by nature. Is that a bad thing? Would that alter the honorability of the deed at the time? Would it change how people view the circumstances? Does it really matter at all?
Ok so the gas station incident wasnt exactly being a hero. But when a guy in his mid 20s threatens to beat up a guy in his 50s (and the old guy responds "do that and you will go to jail") because the old guy thinks he cut in line on a busy day of cars jockeying for position at the pump, the easiest way to end it was to step inbetween and put them in their place. there must be something in tone of voice or how one carries themselves becasue the old guy didnt feel it needed to threaten cops on me even though i said id beat his ass like the other kid did.
Anyway. Glory and Honor!!! Oh yeah. Get some!!! Do i really really really want to be a hero? probably not as much as just wanting to kick some ass. Its been so long i wonder if i even remember how. I guess its like riding a bike. But a hero doesnt always need to kick ass either. Heros do all sorts of things these days. I was out in the desert a few weeks ago. Scouting out an abandon copper mine to go inside. Found a guy who rolled his quad and fucked up his arm trying to walk back to the entrance where the gas station was. Loaded him up and gave him a lift. I swear this dude was gonna pass out. His arm was swelling by the second. You could see the bulges and watch it swell. Fucking idiot. didnt anyone tell you this trail is for advanced drivers? whatever, saved his ass. He did manage to call his friends for help on his cell but guess what. That escalade sure as hell wasnt going to make it to where he was LOL.
But i look for these things. i am definately a dying breed. Honor is a word used as the punchline of a bad joke. We live in a world of people only out to get something out of everything by any means. There is no sense of Duty in anything. Its all about how little you can do in your 8 hour shift or how much you can fuck off and stay under the radar. Its all about the paycheck but people are only willing to do the absolute minimum to get it. People have lost the ability to rise above their environment be the best they can be. Why do you do all that? No one cares. You dont get a bigger paycheck. Why? They just going to expect it all the time so you better fuck off more. BECAUSE I CAN BITCH!!! BECAUSE IM BETTER THAN YOU!!! what more reason could you possibly need. Why come in on your day off and spend 5 hours fixing that customers stuff instead of making them wait? DUH. Cuz thats being the hero. In the words of Charlie Sheen....WINNING!!!
dont misunderstand. i have my days where the hero button is definately turned off. I have my days where i just want to watch the world burn in the hopes that the idiots will be cleansed...at least some of them.
What is it to be a hero? Well i cant fly...but then neither could Batman....
Ok so the gas station incident wasnt exactly being a hero. But when a guy in his mid 20s threatens to beat up a guy in his 50s (and the old guy responds "do that and you will go to jail") because the old guy thinks he cut in line on a busy day of cars jockeying for position at the pump, the easiest way to end it was to step inbetween and put them in their place. there must be something in tone of voice or how one carries themselves becasue the old guy didnt feel it needed to threaten cops on me even though i said id beat his ass like the other kid did.
Anyway. Glory and Honor!!! Oh yeah. Get some!!! Do i really really really want to be a hero? probably not as much as just wanting to kick some ass. Its been so long i wonder if i even remember how. I guess its like riding a bike. But a hero doesnt always need to kick ass either. Heros do all sorts of things these days. I was out in the desert a few weeks ago. Scouting out an abandon copper mine to go inside. Found a guy who rolled his quad and fucked up his arm trying to walk back to the entrance where the gas station was. Loaded him up and gave him a lift. I swear this dude was gonna pass out. His arm was swelling by the second. You could see the bulges and watch it swell. Fucking idiot. didnt anyone tell you this trail is for advanced drivers? whatever, saved his ass. He did manage to call his friends for help on his cell but guess what. That escalade sure as hell wasnt going to make it to where he was LOL.
But i look for these things. i am definately a dying breed. Honor is a word used as the punchline of a bad joke. We live in a world of people only out to get something out of everything by any means. There is no sense of Duty in anything. Its all about how little you can do in your 8 hour shift or how much you can fuck off and stay under the radar. Its all about the paycheck but people are only willing to do the absolute minimum to get it. People have lost the ability to rise above their environment be the best they can be. Why do you do all that? No one cares. You dont get a bigger paycheck. Why? They just going to expect it all the time so you better fuck off more. BECAUSE I CAN BITCH!!! BECAUSE IM BETTER THAN YOU!!! what more reason could you possibly need. Why come in on your day off and spend 5 hours fixing that customers stuff instead of making them wait? DUH. Cuz thats being the hero. In the words of Charlie Sheen....WINNING!!!
dont misunderstand. i have my days where the hero button is definately turned off. I have my days where i just want to watch the world burn in the hopes that the idiots will be cleansed...at least some of them.
What is it to be a hero? Well i cant fly...but then neither could Batman....
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