Sunday #16

Whoops, almost forgot.

It’s still Sunday somewhere in the world.

Holiday tomorrow tripped me up.

I find myself doing more stuff this week. Helping Corey, helping Tom, reading, seeing movies. I may be taking my sweet time, but I feel like I still owe you reviews of all the movies I’ve seen, since Casa De Mi Padre, John Carter, that lame but witty space prison movie, The Avengers, MIB3, and maybe one or two others I can’t remember right now. There’s also new anime I’m watching, from the great (Kids on the Slope), to the guilty pleasure (Mysterious Girlfriend X). I still need to figure out just how to write about these things, and I feel like I will, I just don’t know when.

I’ve been really neglecting that manifesto. I have not been writing every day, I have not been making new radio shows, I have not been making videos. I’m not sure how I’m going to do it, but I need to figure out a way to raise my motivation while killing my procrastination. Need to figure out a way to cut out the time spent commuting. That might solve the problem, but then again, it might not.

Today was the Golden Gate Bridge’s 75th birthday. It had an interesting fireworks show. I wanted to try to head over that way and see it up close, but in the end I had to settle for the view from Richmond. It feels right to celebrate that symbol of anti-depression in the midst of a great recession. Maybe there can be new public works projects in the future that will be worth celebrating in another 75 years…

Anyway that’s all for now.

Sunday #15

I have to at least keep writing something, anything, once a week. I can’t give up.

“You have to give up.”

Perhaps that’s true…to really start over and do something incredible I would have to give everything up, hit bottom, start over. What’s that line? Only after disaster can we be resurrected? It’s only after we’ve lost everything that we’re free to do anything.

Well maybe I’m not quite ready to be resurrected. But I have to keep trying, at least once a week.

Work has become very exhausting, but maybe I just haven’t quite settled into it yet. I got the sense, last Friday, that I could get used to the job. I also start to feel like Randall from Clerks. “This job would be great if it weren’t for the fucking customers,” he said, and he was right. My mom has a similar job to mine, only she mostly works on stuff without customers. She’s not terribly good at it because she doesn’t type very fast, which is ironic. My mom would be great at working one customer at a time, like I have to do, and I’d probably be a lot better at her job, doing a big bundle of apps at once. We should switch.

I dunno though, this job wouldn’t be so bad if I didn’t have to drive 80 miles a day through rush hour traffic. Word is our governor, Jerry Brown, along with the legislature, are aiming to cut ~900 million from the state’s budget by closing state services one day a week. Hear that folks? You think the line is long now? Wait ’til they furlough again. Personally, I probably wouldn’t mind the change. I wouldn’t mind working an extra hour each day, getting an extra day off each week, driving 3 hours less in the process, but I’m already not making very much. With the furlough, I’ll be making, like, 15% less, I hear. That’s gonna suck. It already sucks…

I dunno, though. I’ll cross that bridge when I get there…

Since I haven’t been keeping up with my daily posts, what have I been neglecting to chime in on? I still have old reviews to write, maybe I can try to tie those reviews in with their home video release. We’ll see. We’re in the thick of a new anime season, and there are at least 2 shows I’m into. I still haven’t worked out how I’m going to write about them…but I should. If only as a learning experience for my self. I mean, why do I like these shows. Why do I like what I like? Why am I who I am?

That’s a post for another day though. Time to wrap this up…I gotta go to work tomorrow.

See you next week, if not sooner.

Sunday #14

Oh! Right. Sunday.

I need to figure out a way to wake up early enough to get back to writing regularly again. Since I’m writing this last minute when I should be asleep already, this probably won’t happen tomorrow.

It’s kind of interesting, in the same way a train wreck is interesting, how tiring this job I have can be. I mean it’s not physically difficult. I sit on a chair, look at papers, type on a computer…so why is it when I get home I’m so exhausted? I was less exhausted when I was running around all day doing god knows what.

Now that I’ve been at least partly trained, I’m handling regular customers. I find that people who have their shit together don’t usually come to the DMV (at least, not for vehicle registration, which is all they’ve trained me for). The people who have their shit together can handle all this through the mail. So the only customers I end up dealing with are the ones with complicated issues.

‘I haven’t paid my registration in 6 years. –What do you mean those fees are due?! The car isn’t even worth that much!’

‘This took six months to process, why am I still paying for a complete year’s registration?’

Of course, my first week back from training, I get all the transactions we weren’t trained for. Seems like half the time spent in class could have been spent teaching us how to handle these crazy situations. Screw this ‘by the book’ crap. Nothing gets solved when you go by the book.
I’m just saying, it would have been nice to go over some of these issues in the time we were making origami.

One particularly bad day, I was in the process of giving a customer a $2000 break (with supervision, of course, don’t come to my window and expect me to waive your fees automatically). So while we’re bending these rules for this guy, just to get him outta there, this woman in the waiting area starts yelling ‘my husband is having a heart attack.’ 911 gets called. ‘Why are you just staring? Help me!’ Wasn’t much we could do, paramedics on their way, go back to work as usual. I think the paramedics made it on time, they were able to help the guy, and I hope he’s alright, wherever he is…but that’s kind of a trip. A guy is over there dying 20 feet away and the only thing you can do is continue helping the customer at your window. ‘Now serving F057 at window #1’

Maybe this week will go better. But tomorrow won’t if I don’t go to sleep right now.

More, eventually.

Sunday #13

Lucky thirteen.

My first stretch of training completed, I will officially be put to work at the job I was hired for about 5 months ago.

And I no longer get to coast as though I don’t know what I’m doing.

I’ve neglected this blog for a couple extra hours of sleep these last few weeks, and I’m disappointed in myself. I suppose I knew this would happen eventually. My original plan of leaving early and working at the Starbucks has kind of fallen apart.

Just in general, driving to work is highly stressful and expensive. I must figure out an alternative. Conveniently, May is bike month. The only real way to get to my job from BART is by way of a 30 minute bike ride. I think this BART/bike solution is the most sound plan, because it costs less and provides me with a great opportunity for exercise. Consequently, it multiplies the commute time by at least 3. Also, I’ll be coming in to work, tired, sweaty, and probably hungry.

My 9 hour day will become a 12 hour day, I’ll have even less time to do ‘extra curriculars.’ I’ll always be tired. I’ll subject myself to terrible noise pollution. I’ll drive up the likeliness that I’ll be late.

I dunno, is all of that worth a couple hundred bucks a month?

Is this job even worth the salary I’m getting?

It’s very hard to say. I need help.