The Slogger Awakens

Now in the the 2nd week of freedom/joblessness/limbo. Trying to keep routines. Job search, meditation, running, music practice, house repair and cleaning too.

Why am I doing this blog?
Thought experiment?, keeping the typing hands limber?, emotional release? Is it a version of the morning papers where you free flow write whatever comes out?
I'm doing this for myself but I kept checking for page views. Why? that makes no sense.
I am contradiction.
No one really want to read this, besides it will not last too long any way. maybe a week or two. Typing shit up and sending it into the void.

I spend most of the days alone.  A couple hours interaction with Wife and Kiddo.
Come to think of it I was also alone while at my job.  I mean I was in an office with people but that was just mindless small talk, going thru the motions.
I'm not bothered by it.  I like myself and I'm comfortable in my own head.
Sometimes I do wonder what it's like to be the person who walk into a room full of stranger and comes out with a bunch of friends.  Strange.  You have to think it's a vibe given off, an aura that surrounds a person.  What the fuck do I know?

Another day in the life.  Getting by is good enough!

  

The Fist Shot (a new path)

So it all starts to end: January 14th 2016. Sitting at my desk, working scheduling, analyzing for big Health Care. Typical cube farm stuff Get a call. "This is Sandy for HR, can you stop over to my office when you have a moment?" "Sure", I say. "Do I need to bring anything?" "No, not right now" OK, so now I'm thinking what's up? Is this is it? are they finally done with me? Or is this about BB's troubled mouth. See, she said the F-word in mixed company. Yes she said "FAT" and someone took offense to it. Could it be someone in the department that is obese but does nothing about it, but eat more cake and doughnuts? Probably. I gather my pen and paper and head over. Up to the 19th floor, walk around the maze like hall ways for 5 minuets trying to find the room. I find the door, it's locked and there's a doorbell beside it. Strange. I guess they have their share of disappointed people in Big Health Care. I walk in to see my manager and the HR Director sitting there. They announce I am being terminated for not completing my assignments on time. Let's go back a month or two. Just a little back story. Oct/Nov of 2015 or workload was pretty high. lot of big year end projects and such. Big HC decides their profit margins are not big enough so they lay off on of the long, time Sr. Business Analysts (BAs) in our department. Out of no where we are down a man and his work transitions to the 7 of left. Weeks later another BA gets up say "Fuck It" and walks out. Down to 6. All the spread out to the rest of us, another with our projects and other daily activities. In addition to all of this. Management is thinking of critical, more detail reports for us complete on a daily basis. Let's not forget the hours of conference calls you have to be on each day... So when do you do all of you your work? At night? YES On the weekend? YES. I'm a work to live kinda guy, not the other way round. I was quickly told that I needed to start putting in extra hours to complete assignments. Not fun, no desire, no will to do this. So I fall behind. It pretty much stays this way till Mid-December. Put on corrective action with a chance to reform my "slacker" ways. No thanks. I'll take the hit. I want to live. So here we are. Jobless. Was able to get unemployment and wonderful wife does great at her job so we are fine. Down a new path with Blog therapy by my side.