Back in Houston, thankfully.
The last few days in Oklahoma were not too bad. I was doing a lot of office work and finding out some actually relevant to what I'd be doing. So that's good at least.
After talking with some of the other trainees, I realize I got shafted. Everyone else did maybe a day of field work, and that's it. The rest of their time, the crew manager basically held their hand and gave them easy work. Not to mention, I was the only person who had to share a room for the entire field time. And still they bitch about it, hell one guy basically quit any kind of field work the very first day. Makes me feel good though I suppose, I can step up to the plate when everyone else pussies out.
We were all looking for something to do last night, so we ended up driving around town. We finally ended up at the bar we went to on the first bar night, and realized everyone there was about 20 years older than us. So, after that, we saw what looked to be a rather happening nightclub. We get in, and pumping rave music was abound. However, it was pretty much a mexican bar, latinos were absolutely everywhere. All the music was in spanish and had the usual spanish beats to it, ugh. One thing funny was that I was the tallest guy in the bar, it's fun looking over the entire crowd of people.
After working for 2 and a half weeks straight, it makes me truly appreciate a weekend now. Seriously, I'm loving today so hard. Sleeping for *gasp* 11 hours, and breakfast at the Waffle House, I feel like it's an utter luxury.
Apparently evaluations were being done on me while in the field. I'm quite curious as to who the hell was doing it, because everyone there didn't even know who the hell I was really. In fact on the last day I was accused of being a corporate spy.
Anywho, I should work out or do something active here as I'm starting to feel a thin layer of flab on my belly.
The last few days in Oklahoma were not too bad. I was doing a lot of office work and finding out some actually relevant to what I'd be doing. So that's good at least.
After talking with some of the other trainees, I realize I got shafted. Everyone else did maybe a day of field work, and that's it. The rest of their time, the crew manager basically held their hand and gave them easy work. Not to mention, I was the only person who had to share a room for the entire field time. And still they bitch about it, hell one guy basically quit any kind of field work the very first day. Makes me feel good though I suppose, I can step up to the plate when everyone else pussies out.
We were all looking for something to do last night, so we ended up driving around town. We finally ended up at the bar we went to on the first bar night, and realized everyone there was about 20 years older than us. So, after that, we saw what looked to be a rather happening nightclub. We get in, and pumping rave music was abound. However, it was pretty much a mexican bar, latinos were absolutely everywhere. All the music was in spanish and had the usual spanish beats to it, ugh. One thing funny was that I was the tallest guy in the bar, it's fun looking over the entire crowd of people.
After working for 2 and a half weeks straight, it makes me truly appreciate a weekend now. Seriously, I'm loving today so hard. Sleeping for *gasp* 11 hours, and breakfast at the Waffle House, I feel like it's an utter luxury.
Apparently evaluations were being done on me while in the field. I'm quite curious as to who the hell was doing it, because everyone there didn't even know who the hell I was really. In fact on the last day I was accused of being a corporate spy.
Anywho, I should work out or do something active here as I'm starting to feel a thin layer of flab on my belly.
posted by Poshy at 12:45 PM
1 Comments:
Oh Josh, you silly fellah you.
And a corporate spy? That'd be pretty badass. I wish I was a spy.
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