After much ado, and two weeks of waiting, I got an offer on the position I applied for in my last blog; what a crazy two weeks it has been as well. Leaving the interview with the Vice President of Operations, I got to doing what I always do, namely thinking about all the answers I wish I could have changed. For example, "What was the last book you read?" to which I answered honestly, "The Ocean at the end of the Lane," by Neil Gaiman. While a great book, you kind of hope you would have something more inline with a business acumen, though I was able to change gears into, "The Art of Learning," by Josh Waitzkin, so minor save there.
How I feel right now.
In the interim of waiting, we got news that my father's youngest sister had passed away. She fought with stage 4 metastatic breast cancer for five years, and had been in hospice for a couple of months. Not the largest shock in the world, but I did feel for my father. He had already lost his only older sibling about fifteen years ago, and now the youngest. On top of that, he is now the oldest living of his siblings, which I imagine has to be a bit strange.
That same week, he also lost a friend he had made while volunteering at a Hospice Center himself. With that in mind, my older brother, myself, and Homer (what I call my father) hopped a flight to Chicago to attend the funeral.
I should add as a caveat, that growing up, we weren't close with my father's side. I can count on fingers and toes the amount of times we visited Chicago to see one uncle, and we saw the rest of his 8 siblings even fewer times; that includes the one that lives in Minnesota. Affection in that side of the family is best summed up by Krusty the Clown.
Listen, kid, I'm not the kind of dad who, you know, does things, or says stuff or looks at ya. But the love is there!
Most of our time was spent explaining who we were, while my father made the rounds and delivered the eulogy. Lots of, "Hi, how are yous," and, "oh come visits,' summarily followed by making a bee line for O' Hare to make our 4:30 flight.
We also paid a visit to his parents' grave before the service, and dropped off a cheap cigar for the old man.
I think my old man had made his peace, but he was definitely glad we came with. I got tickets to go to a Saint Paul Saints game with him on Wednesday, I think the old man is looking forward to that.
After that, A long time SC2 friend is going to be in town and spending the night at my place Thursday night, and Friday I am aiming to go to the state fair and undo my weeks of nearly daily gym going with deep fried goodness and beer.
It has been a whirlwind of a couple of weeks, and I feel a bit like I've gotten a shiatsu massage; it was a bit painful while going through it, but I get a good sense of relief. All of this before one of the largest campaigns to come through ever hits my current department. I do feel a bit bad about that. Onward and upward, to new things.
On September 02 2015 04:21 JimmyJRaynor wrote: your blogs remind me why the only permanent full time job i ever had was just a way to syphon off customers so i could start my own biz.
good luck though.. i wish u all the best success... you've more than earned it.
sry about the death in your family
Hahahaha, I suppose I could see that, it was way worse when I worked for Target. I've updated my personal standing on corporations, which is that they have to
A. serve alcohol at corporate functions ("Corporate Culture" indicator.) B. Not treat you like a child (I have a friend who was facing diciplinary action for saying shit on the floor) C. Call a mistake a mistake, Target called them ,"opportunities" Annoyed the shit out of me.
Appreciate the condolences, was harder to see my dad like that then the actual funeral for myself at least. Dude is almost seventy so shit hits close to home when you go to these things.
On September 02 2015 04:21 JimmyJRaynor wrote: your blogs remind me why the only permanent full time job i ever had was just a way to syphon off customers so i could start my own biz.
good luck though.. i wish u all the best success... you've more than earned it.
sry about the death in your family
Hahahaha, I suppose I could see that, it was way worse when I worked for Target. I've updated my personal standing on corporations, which is that they have to
A. serve alcohol at corporate functions ("Corporate Culture" indicator.) B. Not treat you like a child (I have a friend who was facing diciplinary action for saying shit on the floor) C. Call a mistake a mistake, Target called them ,"opportunities" Annoyed the shit out of me.
Appreciate the condolences, was harder to see my dad like that then the actual funeral for myself at least. Dude is almost seventy so shit hits close to home when you go to these things.
i remember when i was a little kid watching my sleeping dad awaken... and it scared me how vulnerable and disoriented he looked... i was about 7 and i guess i had this image of my dad that he was this superman figure that was all powerful and would live forever. watching parents get older kinda reminds us that no matter what part of the game we're in.. the clock is always ticking.
here is a good celebration video to go with your gif. Remember when Chris Jericho got a better job?
i realize this is a very international web site. people from every continent come here... and so it makes it tough to pick the right sports video the audience can fully appreciate... however... nothing is more universal to the human condition world wide than professional wrestling.
On September 02 2015 04:21 JimmyJRaynor wrote: your blogs remind me why the only permanent full time job i ever had was just a way to syphon off customers so i could start my own biz.
good luck though.. i wish u all the best success... you've more than earned it.
sry about the death in your family
Hahahaha, I suppose I could see that, it was way worse when I worked for Target. I've updated my personal standing on corporations, which is that they have to
A. serve alcohol at corporate functions ("Corporate Culture" indicator.) B. Not treat you like a child (I have a friend who was facing diciplinary action for saying shit on the floor) C. Call a mistake a mistake, Target called them ,"opportunities" Annoyed the shit out of me.
Appreciate the condolences, was harder to see my dad like that then the actual funeral for myself at least. Dude is almost seventy so shit hits close to home when you go to these things.
i remember when i was a little kid watching my sleeping dad awaken... and it scared me how vulnerable and disoriented he looked... i was about 7 and i guess i had this image of my dad that he was this superman figure that was all powerful and would live forever. watching parents get older kinda reminds us that no matter what part of the game we're in.. the clock is always ticking.
here is a good celebration video to go with your gif. Remember when Chris Jericho got a better job?
i realize this is a very international web site. people from every continent come here... and so it makes it tough to pick the right sports video the audience can fully appreciate... however... nothing is more universal to the human condition world wide than professional wrestling.
It is part that, and part that my dad is so much older than other 26 year old individual. The GF's grandmother is younger than my father for instance. Regardless, I got time with the man.
I don't remember that instance, but thanks for reminding me of hours spent playing wrestling games on N65
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