The Sights Before My Eyes

When I think about the times, the moments of work and I begin to want to write about it, I feel the strong soreness in my legs and my head rings from the pressure.  Its another day without an hour of pay, two months since my last job assignment.  There wasn't enough pressure on the workers themselves. Being without a career or job is a pressure too.  There isn't enough to consider in the end to determine what to think, write, or plan for the job.  There isn't much to say its all a thinking process filled with experience.  And I'm looking to put the puzzle pieces together on what is a job and what is my puzzle pieces of the stages on a work or job site.

It isn't difficult yet then why do I stumble through the process of a job.  There isn't a matter more deeply and strongly pursued than to work. "Man Shall Work All The Days of His Life," well it gets more complicated than that.  Anyway, its tough to consider a job a job. Well a skill is a skill.  And all the years in vain working.  All the underestimated pressures, and all the overestimated deals.  There isn't a chance to change a career, it seems for me anyway.

I've been off and on work for over twenty years at minimum wage mostly.  I like to think that I can just slip into a job easily yet it is what you make it.  There isn't time to waste in between jobs, since the gaps grow by and large chuck full of activities some suitable or not for a particular work environment.  Trusting the manager is something I have been more understanding over than the remarks of crowds who think they know best or not.  My dad would say as I was growing up, money doesn't grow on trees. And that John Doe didn't go to college, instead worked hard fishing golf balls out of the ponds before he became a millionaire.

Money. I've worked for money, I've worked for heart, and I've worked for health benefits.  I thought I could take any job, once it was who you know and not what you know, and for a long time it was about finding your niche and or spreading talent you're gifted.  I feel all I have to show for my work is one hundred dollar slip free shoes, and uniforms.  There isn't a place on this planet I wasn't convinced I could move up the ladder with hard work.  My goals held me up high and then they opened new doors enough to seek new employment and my degree has given me courage to do that.

Maybe if I didn't have a degree I'd be in the same work place, and making the same pay that would be better than nothing. I don' know.  Long naps, meals, and work outs have been my most wanted lifestyle with vacations all around the world.

12-28-17

I feel I've become exactly what I've dreaded over weight.  Dear God here I depend on the wrong things to get a job, to allow rewards and freedom and happiness in my life.  Dear God.