how come patsy cline don't put out no new records

This is a test to see if this thing is even working. Tonight I will take field trip to see what a night of the new gig will be like. I will be working in what will likely be the first  of many  nights But tonight will  be merely a taste test of the insanity to come. There has been a lot of yelling at me this week . Which is suppose to get me ready  for the big show. I have not made many  friends with the other peeps in my class  yet  but in all reality it took me a long time at my last job too. I have to go do some chores before I go to work
Be good out there kids . I don't  want to see you at my job tonight .

No color left but black and white And soon will all turn grey

Well it’s here kids I am at my last day in regular ole Cube Ville U.S.A. I am wrapping stuff up and working just enough to look busy until I can leave for the day and run out the doors and not look back. To say I’m excited does not even begin to explain how I feel. There are definitely people that I am going to miss here but the kick in the balls over load of work will not be missed at all. I will miss some of the freedoms that this place has given me. I know for a fact I would not have been able to get away with eighty percent of the shenanigans I have while here. I mean are there a lot of places where you can hang out and write a rambling blog about how much you hate your job? I’m kind of bummed because I’m not sure how often I’ll be stopping by here to whine to you all about my mediocre little life that I am living. I’m hoping to find a way to continue this thing especially since I have gotten so used to just coming here and cyber puking the things that pop in my head.

I also realized today as I was walking in I will have no reason to come to downtown Chicago anymore. My classes are out in the blurbs, I’m currently living on the Southside, my parents live on the northwest side of Chicago and I am not a downtown hanger outer. So today will be my last commute to a building down here. Weird. I also can’t help but think of how much my life has changed in the eight and a half years I have worked here. It makes me wonder what my life will be like eight years from now. I’m hoping I will be a homeowner, hopefully have a child maybe two, and you know depending how one goes. I wonder if I’ll hating on my job and wishing there was something else I was doing.

Oh and in true random form I am totally over that show with Paul, Vincent, Ronald, Michael, Samantha, Nicole, Jennifer and that weird special needs thing that was added when the other one left. I miss when that show was kind of innocently dirty well maybe not innocent but almost believably real TV. You know when they were not any kind of celebrities’ type people. It just annoys the crap of me to watch that show now. I can’t even tell you the last time I watched a whole episode of it.

If you want to watch some good TV that I try to enjoy

1.Breaking Bad-Watch from beginning catch up. Best show I have ever seen (better than that smoke monster land stories t.v show that ended poorly)

2. Dexter- Watch from beginning- Good and bad. Mostly good. Mike C. Hall great

3.Walking Dead- Watch first Season- Start watching second season this weekend

4. Workaholics-This show is so Fn’ funny I can’t believe it’s on CC

5.Always Sunny in Philadelphia- I think this show paved the way for other TV show out there

6.The League-It’s about fantasy football-I don’t have any interest in FF or most real football but I LOVE this show. Usually follows A.S.i.P.

7.Storage Wars-I am not kidding. Just be careful if you get caught up in a marathon of SW you will be there for many hours before you know it.

8.Mad Men-Watch from beginning- Be caught up by the time it starts in 2012

9.Nurse Jackie-HBO has a hit with this show. Start from beginning catch up before the new season starts.

I couldn’t think of a ten.

Ok I have to go it’s inching up on noon and I need to start deleting all the crap off my desk and saving e-mails and all that. I’m not sure when I’ll be back to update this but know that I will stop by here and there.Think of me doing pushups and getting yelled at as you sit in your warm comfortable cubicle this winter

AND OF COURSE  

Be good out there. Talk to stranger and drink just enough to keep life interesting. Start riding your bike that car is making you look lame.

Oh and "cool dudes" get rid of the staches. Is it bad that I want to shave all the mustaches of those Krochet Kids Guys.

Man they grind my gears

Tah

and I love everyone waiting here for me. yes I DO

As we strolled out of the train stop today Flaca asked me if I ever imagined that I would be working my last few days at this job. Honestly I wasn’t sure to tell y’all the truth. In fact I was kind of sure that I was destined to be a lifer here and I was always going to be that person that you hear bitching about their job and how much it sucks and how they could be doing so much more and then when you ask them what they want to do they stammer stutter and kind of trail off until admitting they don’t know... ALL they know is their job sucks. (Sulks away walks up to stranger man my job sucks…)

I’m sure there will be plenty of things to hate at the new job. I mean there is that whole criminal element, the feeling that people hate you, and I’m sure there will be hundreds of people with bad habits that drive me crazy. I’m still enjoying romanticizing the whole new prospect of a totally different job scene. I’m also a little nervous about meeting a whole new group of people. I have become very comfortable with the insane people I work with and I’m sure at a certain point I’ll miss a lot of these knuckleheads. I just hope that I can make some new friends at the new gig. I mean I know I’m likeable and all but getting the chance to create a whole new clean slate personality has me a little nervous. None of these people will know about how I got so trashed at the holiday party, none of these people will know anything about me. Which is actually kind of cool,

I have to cut this short for now. There’s a pizza party in my honor and I have to fill out my exit interview. (rubs hands together sinisterly)

Be good. Enjoy a weeknight box of wine tonight.

Until tomorrow Two tah’s

i know that things are gonna change. I know you're never coming back to this town

Holy shit balls I’m still at work. I’m not working but I am checking in as I wait for my boss to finish up stuff so we can go head over to Kobra Fitness to get a work out in. I have like two or three classes left and I want to use them before I lose them. I really like this workout it kicks me squaw in the ass every single time I do it. As I get closer to my end of days here I realize that this also means that I won’t get to do work outs with M Squared anymore. He was awesome at helping me get into shape and always challenged me to push harder. In fact when I first started working out with him I could not do five push-ups. If I’m being honest I couldn’t do one legit good push up. Although I never achieved being able to do a pull up… I’ll have to get into that another time.

Pull ups my arch nemesis

 You know how they have that show Rob and Big, I kind of feel like that was a TV version of us. Medium Mike was my boss but he is also a cool dude and I hope that I keep in touch with him after I take off out of here. I’m not the best at keeping in touch after I leave jobs. I’m not on facebook so that doesn’t help.

What’ve. I have to go change into my work out gear.

Oh and the real kick in the balls is I thought for eighty percent of the day it was Thursday.

Do some push ups my dough friends

but we try to keep the prices low for records and our shows

I am so ready to put this in my rearview. I am trying to stay level headed and not walk around with thee I could give two shits less attitude but it is quite a task to leave gracefully. I am so excited to see what things will be like starting next week. I am nervous and scared and excited to see what it will be like as I begin training for the new job. At this point I have absolutely no information to share about what is coming my way. I all I know is there will be sixteen weeks of academy then I will be assigned to the department of corrections for at least two years. Then ideally I will test out and get into a better position. So much for getting out of the entry-level positions but I am hoping this is the start of my career.

I’m guessing that I will not be visiting this little space of the interwebs too much for a while, but if I can find a way I will share my adventures here and there. Ideally I will finally have something more interesting to talk about. You know more than just how madly in love with Flaca I am or how I drank too much or whatever else I whine about here on a regular basis. I’m not sure but maybe you will have heard the last of my whiney about TPS reports.

My desk is a mess and I’m trying to get it cleaned off before I go.

Oh and in great news I finally have my I-pod back with some of my music on. My lil S.i.L. Vespa was not able to put all of the music back on there yet but I have enough to keep me occupied and provide a good soundtrack as I start running again to get back into shape. I guarantee that this little thing will contain more about my struggle to get back into shape, my start of my new job, HOPEFULLY starting to look for a house in spring and maybe if I get that house the start of the Punkerson family tree.

I have stopped writing this three times today and have decided to just post this. I hope y’all are having a great start to the week.

Get out there and enjoy this injun summer

oh and did you know that I ALWAYS want to say thee instead of the. AND I like to say Nike like Mike and Like.

getting silly. two tahs

Wiggle, wiggle, wiggle, wiggle, wiggle yeah (x3)

As of today I have four working days left at the place where I have drawn paychecks from for the last eight years. I find it insanely hard to believe that I have been here for eight years especially since I almost didn’t make it through my first two weeks here. I landed at this job through an employer placement program. I had been hunting for a job to jump to since the company I was working for was moving to Downers Grove. That was not an option for me so I went wild trying to find any job that would take me. When I came to interview I was automatically surprised at how much younger everyone was. The office was crazy awesome and had great views of the city that I love. At every office job I had worked I was the youngest and most windows were tinted so that it always looked like it was raining or just shitty weather out. So when I was offered the job here I jumped at it. Within a week I was overwhelmed and under trained and constantly having work piled on my desk. I had no clue how to complete my tasks and I felt that I never completed anything. I had a pretty good feeling that my supervisor hated me and no one in the office ever talked to me. One day I was working late and had a nervous breakdown. I started writing up my letter of resignation. One of the people that worked near me stopped by my desk to see why I was still there and I just went crazy about how I didn’t know what I was doing and how I hated it here and all that cry baby shit. They talked me down and said give it a month. It got a little easier but there was never a sense of accomplishment. Next I almost drank my way out of the job because I was a young idiot that thought it made perfect sense to stay out till last call on school nights and still attempt to go to work. That was weird and I cannot even imagine if I still lived like that. In fact lately I have a hard time staying up till eleven. Pretty boring I know. But now I’m at the end of my time hear and I still feel like I have never truly finished one thing. In fact they just landed a huge client that has all taxes in a majority of my states with a due date of 11.1.2011. So my last four days here will be freaking busy. I will walk away feeling like I accomplished nothing at all. I will leave this job and within months everything I have worked on will be handled by someone else, so the headache will be his or hers.

I’m starting to get nervous about my new job. Mostly because I have no clue what to expect.

I apologize now for next week when I get repetitive and even more boring. I can’t sit here and fuck off any longer shits popping off and annoying the shit out of me.

Drink a few too many beers for me this weekend. But don’t drive that’s just fucking lame.

i hear a train a comin' It's rollin' 'round the bend

I went and bought a bunch of my uniform stuff and some of the equipment that I need to have purchased by the time I start academy. Even though I prepared myself to spend the cash there was still that feeling as they slid the credit card through of “holy shit this is really real” Yes it was real when I sent in my application eighteen months ago, Yes it was real when I went in to take my first written test after studying fractions and percentages with Flaca all night because math has always been my weakness. It became a little more real when the letter inviting me to the physical tests arrived last October. But it wasn’t “that real” because I was keeping it a secret from everyone in my family. I didn’t want it to be the fire fighter thing all over again. Then it got a little less real when I started working that job in retail last year. I mean I thought about it all the time but working two jobs trying to save for our future house this job seemed so far away. Then in February I received a call informing me to pick up my background investigation packet. That made it kind of real again because I let more people in on what I was up to but kept a lot of the details under wraps. I returned my packet and it became a little less real again but some people from work knew about it so it was kind of like fake real.  Then there was a weird slow down where I was sure it wouldn’t work out and I wouldn’t make it any further. Then I was invited to the 2^nd PAT test and that was cool I thinking I ran the fastest I have in a while that day. That was in August. After that things went great and of course it ends with me looking at the start date of my academy. Finally Flaca and I have been able to tell everyone that I am starting my career change into law enforcement. It took me thirty-five years but I finally think I figured out what I want to be. I’m looking at this as my new beginning into something that can be very promising for me. Sliding that credit card through somehow made it seem more real. It was quite pricey for the stuff I bought and I still have more stuff to get. Good thing Flaca whipped me into shape and I finally got my first credit card last year. It is making it a hell of a lot easier to buy all the stuff I need.

In the meantime I am in that weird part of work where I know I’m leaving. The future and all the madness that will be packed in around it is just out of sight and my time at this madhouse is winding down. I just hope I am making the right decision with this career move. At this point I say one hundred percent yes but I hope I don’t become one of those burn out harden types. I don’t often get nervous about too many things. It is my curiosity about how things that will play out that have me anxious. I just want to provide a good life for my wife and for my imaginary children that will hopefully come to be once I get a house for Flaca.

All right I’m getting off track here. I bought most of my uniform and some of my gear. Next I just have to get my supplies for class and some new running shoes. It is all crazy expensive for some reason. I’m not so much nervous a excited and maybe a little scared.

This is stolen but I think it sums up my thoughts

if you can't find a partner use a wooden chair

I have started this entry about forty-five times today. Yesterday I went to my orientation for the job that I have been rambling on and on about for I’m not even sure how long by now. Well the great news is I was finally offered the position and will officially be leaving my job here in exciting old cube Ville in two weeks time. In an odd turn of events I have handled this professionally. Last night Flaca helped me type up a letter of resignation that did not include the lines “fuck you, fuck you, your cool, and FUCK you” For the first time ever I am leaving the matches and gasoline in storage and not torching my bridges behind me.So far. I am actually still trying to handle my workload but I have to admit it is just a tad bit harder to concentrate now that my Shawshank redemption has arrived.

My next step is to buy my uniforms and whatnot so that I am ready for the academy in two weeks. It seems that maybe moving in with my in-laws was a great move since now I am about twenty-five minutes from the place where I will be taking classes for the next sixteen weeks.

So my inter webs whining may slow down for a while as I figure out exactly what is going on as I make my career change. But I have a good feeling that I’ll finally have more to talk about than TPS reports and how horrible it is that people stink up the community kitchen.

Be good out there kids. I do NOT want to see you at my new job.