i don't have much to say this week. i figured sunday would be a good day to have some meta time and post up in the paint of cyberspace, where all the dirty work gets done.
but no such luck. i'm not a very meta person. never have been. it seems the more i think ABOUT a problem, the more it bothers me and the more perplexing it seems. if i just attack it as a pragmatic concern i tend to handle things pretty well.
and lately, despite a lot of setbacks and hurdles to clear, it seems as if i'm finally starting to be able to handle my shit. thanks are due to a lot of people. this job isn't the sort where you can succeed on your own merits. you've gotta beg and borrow and venture a bit on the dark side to get shit done.
had an amusing conversation with my dad today. it wasn't amusing by itself. it was mainly amusing because it was more of a real conversation than most i have with my dad, with a lot of back and forth. it was amusing because it was about construction. there have been many days in the army when i've just wished that i had never bothered with college and worked for my dad instead. now look at what i'm up to....
of course i'm not really doing much in terms of laborin' or supervisin'. i do have to help out more than you'd expect. i don't know why, but they don't seem to ever have the right tools. it's pretty funny. kinda like i was as a high school kid trying to do a project and not having any of the right tools or realizing how much work would go into preparation. hopefully it turns out alright, but i have to stifle a laugh most times when i go check up on their work.
they're all really friendly, which is surprising considering that it's ramadan, and they can't drink all day. they get started very early and take off early, so that helps. their boss speaks a little bit of english, and he likes to talk. he likes to talk about family, so i get to talk about my dad and the farm. it's rather pleasant.
from what the main man tells me, i gather that my predecessors split up payments and all kinds of chicanery to get things done. i'm not known for complying with, let alone enforcing, stupid rules and regulations, but fraud isn't something i would like to get involved in. it's been pretty painful learning how things operate around here and trying to get stuff done. it's especially painful since i'm starting almost tabula rasa. it hasn't been fun.
but i'm starting to get my shit together, and it feels good. i'm going to be busy, that's for sure, but not overwhelmingly so. if i get things down, i'll be able to really attack a few things i really want to do. hint, hint: operation phoenix.
but there's quite a bit that's still up in the air. i still have no idea if i'm staying with my unit when i get back home or if they're gonna cut me loose. if i go, i have no idea what i'd be doing. i've pretty much given up trying to figure that out. no matter what happens, it won't be anything i ever wanted to do, that much i know. so i'm just gonna let the dominos fall.
all for tonite. it's too late, and i have to go shooting early tomorrow morning. and it's gonna be a BUSY one tomorrow.
- rancid - dominos fall
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