Okay. I admit it...
Jan. 17th, 2006 10:14 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
kellan_the_tabby...I miss working for my mom.
I've been doing logos for her for the last year, on the one Windows machine in the house. Said machine died a few weeks ago (mid-logo, because that's how these things happen) and so I couldn't do any work for her here. Over the holidays this wasn't a problem, but she got a couple last week that were far too complex for her to do, so I headed down last Thursday to work on them at the store.
Yeah, it's is in a new place, and nothing is where it was before; yes, I don't have my own work area like I used to. There are people working there who I never worked with, and I don't have the old familiar Sunoco next door to get lunch from.
But...it's still familiar. It's still the place I've worked at for the last twenty-four years (as of yesterday; Dad wouldn't let me start until I was ten, and by God I went in and worked on my tenth birthday). I still don't know what happened to that work ethic, but that's another story and shall be told another time...
It's still the one place where I absolutely, completely know what I'm doing...and where everyone there knows that about me, too. I'm _competent_. There's still not anywhere else that's really true of. Certainly not home, where the problems are all cooking and lifting things I can't and _plumbing_ which I have only the vaguest idea about. And writing...which I apparently know how to do, except that you couldn't tell that from the last several months... Certainly not any other job I've ever had, not even Gebhardt's, where that ought to have been the case.
I think, at the root of it, that that's what I'm really looking for in that hypothetical job I'm seeking. A place where I can be competent. A place where I know what I'm doing. I think I need that kind of boost.
--
It was nice just to _be_ with those people again, too. I got way spoiled by being able to spend that much time with my mom...even though part of the reason I quit was because it was getting to be _too_ much time. Steve's a blast and his wife is really nice. Sue's always fun, if smartassed. And hell, I even like Bill. (Just don't tell him...)
There are even a few of the customers I miss...though somehow I run into Mike nearly every time I'm down there. But I haven't seen Vince in over a year, or the Cat Lady, or Joe Thompson...I miss Bob the UPS Guy. Probably more than the rest of them, actually.
--
No, I'm not going back. All of the good reasons I quit still apply. The commute's hell, and costs more than I was making. There's too mcuh stuff there that I just _hate_. And, well, it really was too much time spent with my mother, and not in the good way.
But maybe, every once in a while...
I have a new Windows box, so I can do logos here again. But I'm sure I can come up with the occasional reason to head down to Mom's and be useful there...in the place where I really know what I'm doing.
I've been doing logos for her for the last year, on the one Windows machine in the house. Said machine died a few weeks ago (mid-logo, because that's how these things happen) and so I couldn't do any work for her here. Over the holidays this wasn't a problem, but she got a couple last week that were far too complex for her to do, so I headed down last Thursday to work on them at the store.
Yeah, it's is in a new place, and nothing is where it was before; yes, I don't have my own work area like I used to. There are people working there who I never worked with, and I don't have the old familiar Sunoco next door to get lunch from.
But...it's still familiar. It's still the place I've worked at for the last twenty-four years (as of yesterday; Dad wouldn't let me start until I was ten, and by God I went in and worked on my tenth birthday). I still don't know what happened to that work ethic, but that's another story and shall be told another time...
It's still the one place where I absolutely, completely know what I'm doing...and where everyone there knows that about me, too. I'm _competent_. There's still not anywhere else that's really true of. Certainly not home, where the problems are all cooking and lifting things I can't and _plumbing_ which I have only the vaguest idea about. And writing...which I apparently know how to do, except that you couldn't tell that from the last several months... Certainly not any other job I've ever had, not even Gebhardt's, where that ought to have been the case.
I think, at the root of it, that that's what I'm really looking for in that hypothetical job I'm seeking. A place where I can be competent. A place where I know what I'm doing. I think I need that kind of boost.
--
It was nice just to _be_ with those people again, too. I got way spoiled by being able to spend that much time with my mom...even though part of the reason I quit was because it was getting to be _too_ much time. Steve's a blast and his wife is really nice. Sue's always fun, if smartassed. And hell, I even like Bill. (Just don't tell him...)
There are even a few of the customers I miss...though somehow I run into Mike nearly every time I'm down there. But I haven't seen Vince in over a year, or the Cat Lady, or Joe Thompson...I miss Bob the UPS Guy. Probably more than the rest of them, actually.
--
No, I'm not going back. All of the good reasons I quit still apply. The commute's hell, and costs more than I was making. There's too mcuh stuff there that I just _hate_. And, well, it really was too much time spent with my mother, and not in the good way.
But maybe, every once in a while...
I have a new Windows box, so I can do logos here again. But I'm sure I can come up with the occasional reason to head down to Mom's and be useful there...in the place where I really know what I'm doing.
