MY LIFE - APRIL


Cake anyone?

Monday, April 30, 2002

First off, some back story about the pic that's on this page before I get an e-mail from certain people. That pic is from the engagement party that was held after I proposed to Tabitha last year. That cake is the cake that we got for the whole shebang and Tabitha is in the original picture next to me. You can still see part of her arm (see the gray shirt in the pic).

Now before someone asks me why I ripped the picture in half, I didn't. I scanned the entire picture, then cropped it in photoshop, cutting Tabitha out of the final version of the picture. It's not what I consider a great picture, it is a bit fuzzy, but I wanted to have a newer pic of myself to have on this site for the time being.

So the picture is still intact. It will stay intact regardless.

As for the title (see your browser at the top), nothing happened today to make me feel like the day sucked, but it was busy at work. Not so much in the morning, but definitely in the afternoon. That's when everyone suddenly showed up. If we didn't have a lot of help, we would've been buried. Thankfully, it wasn't that bad.

I pretty much filled all day along with Peg, thankfully she was in a good mood, or else it would have been a really long day. Occasionally I helped type with Jim, did the outside vendor order (well, some of it), did my deliveries, and got out of work in time. Just in time too. If not for four people arriving at 5, I probably wouldn't have made it out on time. It was really busy when I left.

We actually couldn't figure it out all day. There's a ton of construction going on around the store because one of the streets we reside on is having the sewers replaced.

Now up until today, it really hadn't been busy much. Yeah, last Monday was nuts, but that was because we had one doctor call in after another. The phone did not stop ringing from noon through the late evening. That's about as annoying as having a lot of customers. At least some customers are quiet. Well, the phones are never quiet. The ringing does get annoying after a while.

So today wasn't bad, but it wasn't great. I got home and was really, really tired, but I stayed up for a while. I talked to Shelby for about a half hour about various things that were going on. After that short conversation, I talked to a couple other people online. So today wasn't exactly a crazy day, but I'm pretty well worn out right now.

I'm still not used to this day shift thing, but it seems more and more like this is how things are going to go during the summer. Since the beginning of the month, I've worked about 6 night shifts out of a possible 20 or so shifts. The rest have been days. I'm certainly enjoy this though and I'm hoping that it doesn't change anytime soon.


I keep meeting people who have had infinitely tougher lives than I'll ever imagine. Some have had rough childhoods where they become wild children and eventually straighten themselves out. Drug use and abundant alcohol abuse is one of the components, while distant parents are another.

It always amazes me what I run into when I talk to people too. I once talked to a girl who was deaf. I'm currently talking to a girl who's in a wheelchair, but she's not moping about it. I know a girl who's grandparents could die at any point and she's just trying to struggle along. None of these people are perfect, but they've struggled through things that I'll never have to deal with.

I realized that no matter what are personal problem may be, you can't sit there and think that your problems are worse than anyone else's. I used to think that way, but one talk with a girl who had lost both of her close friends in a car accident can change that. I learned very early that we all have different problems that you won't be able to relate to.

I no longer look at myself and think that my life was worse than anyone elses. How can I possibly relate to someone who's lost a close relative or friend? I can't because I've only had one relative die in the last ten years. I've never lost a friend or coworker either. So I can't relate to someone with that problem.

I can relate to anyone who's had a parent use drugs and alcohol. I can relate to anyone dealing with divorce. Those things I can relate to. That doesn't mean that I can't listen and help a person through their problem. I can understand what the situation and try and help a person sort through the problems they have. I just can't relate as well because I have never dealt with a lot of things.

It's nice to know that I've earned the respect and trust of a lot of people to tell me what they've said. It kind of makes up for the general lack of respect for me by people who think they're too good to talk to me.

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