The Importance of Being Idle

Smile You Son Of A BITCH

And the shit just keeps on coming.
Last night I got my first decent nights sleep since the accident, and was of course woken by the boss, telling me he needed to come round and talk to me. This is never good. Turns out that, entirely unrelated to my escapades last week, we've lost the contract for the job I was doing, and in fact all the other contracts that particular person was providing. That was about half the work he had. Now it's not at the "so I'm gonna have to let you go" stage yet, but the question is just how much longer can he keep going? And more importantly, if I'm gonna be working potentially longer hours for less money, how much longer can I keep going? I was happy with the amount of work I was doing for the wage I was earning, but as that is now gone, what'm I gonna be left with? He says I'll get a months notice, but you have to ask yourself how much good a weeks notice is if the work's dried up? I gotta admit that was very nearly the last straw after this past week; I don't think I can cope with being unemployed again, there's just been too much failure for one life time.
Maybe it's time to move on, jump before I get pushed, I've never been very good at that, but now may be the time to learn the lesson. I can always look for another, more orderly, driving job, whilst I think about a career. The career I've always looked to for one reason or another, and always turned away from; teaching. Whether they'd even let me teach is entirely open to debate, but I think I may actually be at a point in my life where it doesn't seem like a terrible idea. I think I've always rebelled from it before because I was unhappy about one thing or another and wondered what the hell I could teach anybody, but now, well like a lot of things I'm rethinking as I approach my fortieth birthday, and maybe I have sufficient experience of life now that I may be of value. I don't know if that makes any sense, but these past few years have been difficult for a lot of reasons, but also good; I've had a bit more of a normal life, with friends and stuff, we've run our own business... just seems more has happened in the past two years than did in the twenty before that. Maybe I'm grown up enough now to actually settle to something like that, to work toward the long goal rather than always wanting everything NOW!
No, I still want everything now, especially this cool
Dante action figure I found on t'internet. Look how many cool poses you can put him in! And other things that you can't describe without using the word cool. 'Cos he's Dante and that's what he is: cool! I intend to drop some heavy hints to people if they haven't decided what to get me for Valentine's Day yet, (this blog being one such hint, subtle eh?) and leaving the retailers web page open. That should do the trick. If that doesn't work I'll clearly just have to buy one myself.
I found out this morning that Roy Scheider had died. That was depressing too; as a kid (or not an ACTUAL kid, but when I was younger) Roy's was always one of the names that would make me think "this'll be a good movie" and I don't think I was ever disappointed. I'm sure like everybody else he made his share of crap, but if all he'd ever done was play Chief Brody in Jaws, that would be more than enough. As it was I kinda discovered him at that impressionable age when I was really starting to get into movies, and I musta seen Jaws, Marathon Man, 2010 and Blue Thunder all within a few months of each other. Looking back now I'm not gonna claim Blue Thunder to be a seminal work or anything, but as a fourteen year old boy it was fucking cool. So, yeah, Roy Scheider, rest in peace.

posted by BadMonkey @ 6:58 PM