Little Bit Of Sunshine

          OK, I’m excited. I have been waiting for this moment for a long time. And yes I know I don’t like being in the spotlight (and really I don’t), but this is way different. All this week at work I have been learning things that my Lead does (she’s second in comand after the Supervisor). I have learned about tasks she gives out and how she creates them on the computer. At first I looked like a first grader, not knowing how to use Excel. But after these four days I have been really getting the hang of it. But of course I need more practice.

          So, the reason she trained me is that she wont be here tomorrow (Cinco de Mayo), or on Monday. I think she is headed down to Mexico. So it’s up to me to keep inventory rolling. And just as there are people who are happy for me that I am learning things that could possibly lead me to having her job when she is gone, there are people who think that its unfair. I don’t really care. I know I deserve what I deserve.

          I was thinking if my Lead decided to take the Supervisor position and I didn’t get the Lead position I don’t think I would mind, if the right person got it. I’m not going to be rooting for someone who can’t do the job. If I see that you can do the job better than me then go ahead and take it. I’m not like one of those people who will be out to get you afterwards. Sure, I will be bummed but not to the degree of revenge.

          So yeah, that’s a little bit of sunshine in my world of darkness. And to many people it might not seem like much. Oh, you have the authority for two days? Total control? Your excited about that? Yes! Yes I am. I love what I do. Sure its tiring some days but that doesn’t mean I don’t want to do it. And now do this? Hopefully this will open doors for me. Management should see my abilities and my qualities. And once a potion opens for me to go up the latter than hopefully I can take it.

5/4/2017

Modern

Dear Journal,

          After many failed attempts to have a physical journal, I’m trying something new. (Very modern, I know). But all the journals I have had before have mysterious disappeared and are nowhere to be found. I like keeping a journal because it allows me to not only keep the memories of the day or of events fresh in my mind, but also to look back at them in the future. Plus I’m not very loud, or outspoken but in my journal I can say anything.

          In my past journals, (may they rest in peace), I would write every single day. I remember I would get home and right until my fingers would fall off. Everything that was written down was in a vivid description with very specific details. I never liked leaving out anything, and if I did I would say it on another day. It was actually pretty stress relieving and relaxing. It was a way to get everything out so I wouldn’t carry it with me.

          To be completely honest I’m not sure what I will do with this Blog/Journal. Hell, I don’t know what I’ doing with my life so, ¯\_(ツ)_/¯. But I will write as much as I can, when I can. (We’ll see how that goes).

 Like today, (I work at a Motor Parts warehouse, I know glamorous), my day started really well. At our pre-shift or “before work meeting” I was given a shout out where everyone clapped for me because I was simply such a good worker. Not bad. The day was going by so fast until some coworker said how shy I was. I know that doesn’t bother much people but for me it did. I know, I’m shy, my face floods with blood-red when ever I’m the center of attention. I hate that. I don’t have a valid reason why I do but it just bothers me.

          I don’t want to be shy! I wish I was more outspoken. Don’t get me wrong but if I have something to say I will say it but that only happens every once a million years. Anyway, later our Inventory Manager, (I’m in the inventory department), bought us pizza. Take in mind that there was about nine of us in the room and they are people I have known for about seven months now, I was the only one who only spoke two sentences in the span of forty-five minutes.

          I didn’t notice of course, until our Manager said, “Pedro, why are you so quiet?” Once my face deflated from the red all I could say is “I’m always quiet.” Not the best response but it worked. I hate that though why can’t I act like a normal person and have normal conversations with people who aren’t even strangers? The pizza was good though, so that’s that.

          One of my friends invited me to go out tonight but I’m broke so I said no, she just texted me right now but I haven’t looked at my phone. Half scared half guilty I guess. It’s just going to be another Netflix Binge watching weekend for me. If any characters come out of my screen I’ll be sure to inform you.

                                                                                                                                                              1/28/2017