Free at last....or at least almost

It has been a while since my last post, but I thought I should share that I am free from the time Nazis and have gotten a new job. Don't get me wrong, I like my job half the time and the people I work with. I just hate the pre-school structure of assigned lunches and having to ask for permission to wipe my butt. But now, there will be no more 1 hour lunches (which in reality are 30 minutes because you have to but in travel time and all that crap). I will be in a place where they have no concept of time and I can do whatever I want, sort.

I think on my first day I may take a two hour lunch and call the time Nazis and say "hey, I am taking a two hour lunch and you can't do anything about it - HA." I can see the freedom now.....

I wish....

Don't you hate it when it feels like everything in life is against you. For once, I wish I could have a normal, average, chill life. Ahhhhhh......that is but a dream.....

Can a dog be gay?

I had the rare opportunity of coming across a dog this weekend that I think is gay. Yes, I said gay. I have never seen a dog that was truly gay and didn't really think that a dog could be gay. Here is the story:

I now have a new neighbor who is also a family friend. She called me and asked me to come over and help her put together her entertainment center and she said she would cook me breakfast. The thought of free food excited me, especially since I didn't have any groceries. So I went up to her apartment and sat on the couch and was playing with her puppy - a cute little black cocker spaniel named Bentley. As I played with Bentley I started thinking how I want a good hearty breakfast and I knew I wouldn't get it with my friend cooking so I decided to cook. So as I start to make a spectacular bacon Swiss and cheddar omelet, she told me that she was going to be dog sitting for her boss this weekend. That didn't phase me at the time. So her boss then shows up with this small white and brown dog named Nick (or should I say Nicki). As he enters the room he goes bazerck and proceeds to my friends cocker spaniel to lick his privates and starts to thrust him wildly. His owner starts pulling him off and is yelling at him and proceeds to beat him. But that didn't phase this man-hungry dog. He jumped right back on him. So they ended up putting him in his cage, where he cried every time Bentley was out of his sight (LOUDLY). Now, I know it is quite common for dogs to do this to one another but after 36 hours you would think the dog would get over it and stop. No, this dog basically raped poor Bentley and I think Bentley has PTSD (Post Traumatic Stress Disorder). The owner of Nicki does not know why he is doing this because he plays with other dogs all the time - but I guess they weren't his type. I guess he prefers the cocker variety. Anyways, holla at you next time.

WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON?

Let me just start off by saying WTF! WTF! WTF! I don't understand our country sometimes and some of the things we do. Recently, we have been hit by one of the largest hurricanes in history, Hurricane Katrina. This one hurricane has made one of our major and oldest cities turn into a 3rd world country overnight. My question is how? How did New Orleans get to this point. This has been the poorest effort to save lives and restore order in a city I have ever witnessed in life. We have people who have been without any type of food, water, or shelter since the occurrence of the hurricane which hit the area on late Sunday night, Monday morning. Since the time that the hurricane hit, it looks as if nothing has been done.

I purposely did not watch any news for a couple days - one, because I didn't think I could bear to see the suffering of these people, so I kept my watching of the news to a minimum. Then Wednesday night I finally watched a CBS news 48 hours special and I was surprised to see what was going on in New Orleans. We have switched our priorities from picking up bodies and rescuing citizens to stopping the looting. What kind of s#$% is that. The whole reason that people are looting and acting so violent in the first place is because they feel abandoned by their the country that is supposed to care and protect them in these kinds of situations and they are doing what they have to do to survive - get food, clothes, and water. There are some people who are stealing for the wrong reasons, but look at the situation they are in (similar to Iraq - but I will leave that alone). These people are surrounded by death and disease and you ask them to be patient. Anyone under these circumstances would be frustrated and angry. If I was stranded on a bridge, with no food, water, clothes (except for what I have on my back), and saw helicopters flying over me or trucks driving past me not picking me up, that would piss me off too. If we start some type of rescue effort for these people then I am pretty sure some of this looting will stop. They could at least try to get some type of communication to these people that help is on the way. But that leads to my next question - when will help get there?

It is really hard for me to believe that President Dumbass (sorry Mary) can't deploy troops in helicopters to take these people to dry land where they can have food and water and be treated for what ever disease most of them probably have now. I grew up on a military base and I know we have the resources, so why are we not using them?

This is a sad situation and it is hard for me to believe that we as a country cannot do more than what we are currently doing. True, the people there were warned to evacuate and now they are in a horrible situation. But when you tell a child not to go to far into the water in a pool and he does and starts to drown, do you leave him there? No, you jump in and help him. These people need help, and the government should be the ones to do that - they have the power and the resources. Many people have lost the faith and respect of our government - if they are to ever restore order and gain the respect of many American citizens they better act fast. We do rescue missions and help other countries around the world everyday, why is it taking so long to help the people in our own home? I'm out!

So you think you are smart??

On a daily basis I come across some very interesting people trying to get into UAB - but one thing really confuses me about some of these people. If you know you are dumb, then why do you pretend that you are smart. I can see your transcript and I see you are obviously not the brightest crayon in the box, yet you act like you discovered the cure for AIDS. For example, yesterday, I had a student come into my office, who was denied because his transfer GPA was below a 2.0 - obviously not admissible to UAB. But he told me we were wrong and he does not have a GPA below 2.0 because his last school said so. First of all, unless that first school is UAB - I don't care. Secondly, that school didn't even count all his grades, they picked and chose what will be in his GPA - what kinda s*%$ is that; if we could all be so lucky. Needless to say, it doesn't work that way at good ole UAB and he will remain denied. But its usually not until I call someone out on their dumbness, do they realize they are somewhat "challenged." I don't enjoy doing that (most of the time); I want everyone to come to UAB and enjoy our great institution.

In closing, to all you people who think you are smart, and are actually dumb, don't act like you are smart, because the actual smart people will think you are even dumber, thus making you look like an idiot.

For a Reason, Season, or a Lifetime

Lately, it seems like so many of my friends have come and gone. It's makes you kinda sad but makes you happy at the same time. You want your friends to do what is best for their futures but you wonder what your life will be like without those people who have listened to you complain and cry, made you laugh, or just called to say hello for know reason. I have talked about this with many of my friends and then I received this email from a close friend at work. I know it is kinda sappy but it makes sense and I think once you read it, you will agree. I am happy to say that the people leaving are "Lifetime Friends" - I have learned a lot from them and I hope to continue learning from each of them (especially when they become rich and famous :-D). Enjoy!


People come into your life for a Reason, a Season or a Lifetime.
When you know which one it is, you will know what to do for that
person.

When someone is in your life for a REASON, it is usually to meet a
need you have expressed. They have come to assist you through a
difficulty, to provide you with guidance and support, to aid you
physically, emotionally, or spiritually. They may seem like a
godsend, and they are! They are there for the reason you need them
to be. Then, without any wrongdoing on your part, or at an
inconvenient time, this person will say or do something to bring the
relationship to an end. Sometimes they die. Sometimes they walk away.

Sometimes they act up and force you to take a stand. What we must
realize is that our need has been met, our desire fulfilled, their
work is done. The prayer you sent up has been answered, and now it
is time to move on.

Some people come into your life for a SEASON, because your turn
Has come to share, grow, or learn. They bring you an experience of
peace, or make you laugh. They may teach you something you have never
done. They usually give you an unbelievable amount of joy. Believe it!
It is real! But, only for a season.

LIFETIME relationships teach you lifetime lessons: things you must
build upon in order to have a solid emotional foundation. Your job
is to accept the lesson, love the person, and put what you have
learned to use in all other relationships and areas of your life. It is
said that love is blind but friendship is clairvoyant.

Why are they monitoring grown folks lunch times?

Let me start off by saying that I have a degree, am 24 years old, and work in a professional environment where I am a full time salaried employee. Most would think that I have it made and have a little more flexibility with coming and going as long as I get my work done. Not in Admission - we have the "Work Nazis." We don't know who they are exactly but they watch us carefully throughout the day. They know if we come in late and monitor our breaks. And heres the kicker, we have assigned lunch times - my lunch time is 11:45 am - 12:45 pm. One hour on the dot. The last time I had assigned lunch was when I was at Fort Rucker Elementary School. And don't let someone come back late because that is not fair to the rest of the office. And we ask "why do we have assigned lunch?" Here is the response "So we can make sure that we have enough counselors in the office during the lunch hour." I think we are grown enough to figure this out for ourselves, rather than have an assigned lunch time, what is the best time to go to lunch. In conclusion, I think after 4 years of school, 2 years of work experience, and being a full time salaried employee, I should at least be able to eat when I wants to.