01/24/17

Coming Out….

This is something I have struggled with. I need to come to terms with who I really am. I cannot keep living a lie and pretend to be someone I am not. I need to be happy with myself and to keep living a lie, I will never accomplish that. I cannot pretend to be someone I am not. Be true with yourself and you’ll find that things will improve, you will be happy and never feel like you’re carrying a burden anymore. I just fear that telling you this, you will stop talking to me and chastise me for lying and hiding this from you all the years you’ve known me…

We all have secrets. I have kept this one all my adult life. I’ve known this for many years. I found out when I was in high school. I just never told anyone because I knew they would hate me and my family, my mother mainly, would disapprove, and disown me. I don’t know if telling you this will make you think of me otherwise. Will you hate me? Will you stop talking to me? I don’t know. I don’t think it changes me the slightest. I am still the same person, just with different views and a different lifestyle. I don’t want to be exiled or treated differently because of it. I want you to still like me for me and not judge me for the person I am. It isn’t something I chose, it’s something I was born with. Is it nature versus nurture? I don’t know but what I do know is, this is who I am. While my decision to come out with this will be a shock to some and to others, it was expected, but either way, I am still the same person you always knew. I am sorry if I led you on and sorry to those I hurt along the way. I cannot keep this in any longer. I need to come clean and tell you the person I really am. It is time I came out…

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05/31/16

Why I Won’t Help Those Less Fortunate

I like to blog about things that happen in my life. It’s what I do. This is a random encounter I had and made me question the people on the road begging for money. I like to think of myself as a good person. I really want to help people. I may come across as an asshole and such but I really am a nice guy, even if I am easily confused. While that has no relation to this story, I wanted to throw that out there. That bitch can die. You never and I mean never ask someone if they are medically or mentally disabled in anyway. It just isn’t right and quite frankly, it’s an invasion of privacy. Again, that side note has nothing to do with the story at hand. I just wanted to throw it out there cause that lady pissed me off and I don’t care if a bus ran her over, killing her and disposing this world of a terrible and heartless bitch. After saying I am good person, I go off and say that. Meh. To the story…

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05/22/16

An Open Letter To The Sharpie People

To whom it may concern,

I am a user of your markers. They are the best. Being in the work field that I am in, I am in constant need of a marker. I could be cheap and grab a Crayola marker but those are for children and being a man-child and as much as I prefer the scented markers, I don’t think working for a million dollar+ company and caught using markers that smell like apple, bananas, chocolate, or grape. It won’t speak too highly of me. I opt out of using those and go with the brand that has a name that embodies the greatness of markers.

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01/1/14

Why Wal-Mart Fails At Customer Service & Everything Else

I never quite understood why my mother had such hatred for this company. It may have stemmed from her years at working here. Maybe it is the look of the store or maybe it is the people who work there. With all those scenarios, you have to wonder why my mother hates Wal-Mart so much. It could possibly be all those reasons listed above and other reasons I have yet and probably will not mentioned. Whatever the reason is for her utter hate for Sam Walton’s empire, I am beginning to see the light and know why (at least my reason) this place is pure garbage and cares not for their people or their customers but only for the money that drops into their pockets. It’s a business. It a horrible business and if you shop there or work there, I am sorry. For what it is worth, I’ve shopped there. Hopefully I can keep the word shop in the past tense and vow to you and myself to stay away from Wal-Mart. Wal-Mart fails at customer service and everything else. Let me rant for a while.

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12/7/13

I have an issue with texting.

I have an issue with texting. I am not saying I don’t text. I do text. I text a lot but nothing compared to the amount of texting a teenage girl will do. My issue with texting is on the same level with the people who don’t put their phone down when you’re trying to assist them. I mentioned that before. You can read about my anger over people being rude when they talk on their cellphones when you’re serving them. It’s more of a customer service thing but even under the circumstances of having a conversation with a friend, that too irks me. We’re hanging out. Put the damn phone down and let’s chill. I didn’t waste my time driving over to your place to sit here while you talk to someone else via text. My issue with texting is the poor use of grammar. I want to have a conversation with you but I cannot ignore the fact that when we’re texting, you’re using texting lingo and or, leaving out words just to save time on texting.

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