I hate taking my break early. I work at part time job where we are guaranteed 3 hours but of course we work more. In my opinion, breaks should be optional.
See before I was taking my break towards the end of the night where I felt like I really needed it. Now our supervisor feels the need to enforce this new rule of taking breaks earlier in the night because we get done “quicker.” Sounds like bullshit to me but whatever.
All I’m saying is, I would really like to take a break more so towards the end of the night instead of 2 and a half hours in. The break doesn’t feel deserving at all. Feels like I’m just bullshitting for 10 minutes and then I come back to play with boxes more.
No matter how much coffee I drink and how many words I write, I still don’t get a caffeine fix and the Editors at Android Headlines are going to tell me I suck at writing. I’ve come a long way from those days. I’m a better man with more ambition, so I hope. Today has been another one of those days where I’m just burning time, not accomplishing much but a word count and a lot of facebook shares. If you ask me, my life is practically boring, at least when my friends aren’t around.
Seems to me I kinda live off of them but I don’t know. My only concern right now is how in the hell am I going to get home after work. I don’t wanna ask Eric nor do I want to ask anyone else because I feel like I’ve bummed to many rides. There’s no point anymore. I might as well just walk home. I’ve had to walk home before, I think it rained that night and I didn’t have my license yet so I would ride my bike to work. That specific night my dad dropped me off because the rain wouldn’t let up earlier in the night for me to bike to work. I asked my buddy Danny if I could get a ride home and he agreed but in the middle of the night he ended up going home early. So guess what I had to do?
Walking home wasn’t fun but shit, If I have to walk home tonight then it’s whatever, I don’t like asking people for stuff, it makes me feel less sufficient.
With super Saturday and Super Sunday behind us, we have finally made it to the home stretch with 4 days to go after tonight. This month alone sure has been a test of patience for many but more of a psychology game to me. For instance, instead of jumping into drama at work, I’ve manage to lay low and survey the scene as it is. People are weird and this job has taught me that more than ever!
Not everyone is who they claim to be. What you see on the outside of most are a facade that is clammered with multiple personalities and backward thinking. That statement is more of a common sense point, but a lot of people are too feeble minded to go to that extent. Did I mention everyone around me is young and that I damn near trained an entire posi? I’ve practically did more learning than working if you ask me.
At this point, I don’t have any complaints other than individuals (like my new hires) who act as if they don’t know what they’re doing or have devious plans up there sleeves. It’s annoying if you ask me.
Overall, looking past the treturous 12 day work week, 2016 is almost over. The worst year since… (*MIKE TYSON SAYING “I DON’T KNOW“*).
Ahh, good ol UPS. The lights are bright, the smell of jet fuel fills the air, and I’m inside a dusty truck with pieces of wood and torn paper lying on the floor. How exciting is it that I’m here?
Before I come into work I usually sit in my car listening to music trying to bump my mood up. I mostly listen to a lot of high tempo rap songs or some funky bass lines from Thundercat. The music usually gets me going and I no longer have that depressed feeling sitting on my chest. I also try to remind myself that I shouldn’t care about the petty feelings that other depressed Upsers display towards me or the rest of the posi. Delightful right?
Yet again, not really.
Once I walk in and go through security I usually fall back down the dreadful hole that work places me in. It’s a poor exchange, back breaking work for a crumb of the UPS pie. It’s time for me to act now, which I am, and get the hell out of here. You can’t leave anywhere without a plan. Set goals and go.
Okay so usually I make a post on my birthday and how I feel like everything has changed and blah blah blah. This year it has been different. I haven’t been blogging as much as I want to, (except for when I re-share booty pictures on tumblr) so it pretty much slipped my mind.
Its been two days after Christmas. It feels good. My birthday was spent well, I drank fine liquor and smoked the best weed. The best thing I probably did on my birthday was record an entire mixtape with my friends. We did that shit in one night! lol
Now that I am 22 I’ve begun to create the steps needed to get myself away from UPS. My father wonders why I don’t go out into the garage and get his carpet cleaning equipment out and start doing that. As I have said before my calling in life isn’t to move boxes and yes I may be a good cleaner but I don’t like it either. Im passionate in creating things and ever since I have turned 22 thats all I have done.
I’m going to keep pushing forward and follow the things I love in life and let them take me where I need to go. Being 22 has been great so far. I’m going to walk into 2016 and show these folks that Afrodamus ain’t playing. haha
For the record, I am Santa Claus. I’m not fat with a white beard wearing all red so you can shoot me, but a skinny brown man with an afro. Doesn’t really fit the picture of Santa does it?
Any who, I’ve become frustrated with life again. NO this isn’t some sappy ass suicide note. I mean, I never really understood suicide. The world makes you mad and then you turn around and kill your self… sounds counter intuitive. I also never understood why people want to shoot up school and random public areas. Sounds unsatisfying.
My idea of justice is bringing all of the people in the world together and coming as one. But will that ever happen? hmm, probably not but when I get stuck in these types of thoughts I think back to what my flamboyant ass full tier supervisor at work says to me, “Here you come with some more bullshit!”
Now I personally don’t think its bullshit when I begin to reach out and grab the unknown, only to watch it fade away as it falls through the depths of this atmosphere. Its really just me being… ME.
As McSwain has sad multiple times to me, I just talk a lot of bullshit.
Well guess what? I’m tired of people coming at me with bullshit because what I preach about is how this damn world should really work. We need democratic socialism. We need equality. We need to help the poor and feed the needy. We really need to act like Jesus. Whats funny is that half of America loves and praises Jesus Christ but when we get a Democratic socialist like Bernie Sanders running for office y’all act like the Bible is nonexistent.
Now does it sound like I’m talking a lot of bullshit now?
I certainly do not think so but if you do go ahead and comment that so I can delete it like the petty ass nigga I am. haha!
So lately as I bash college more and more, I’ve had two people preach to me about the importance of college. The first was my new fulltime supervisor at work who acts as if he drank an entire pot of coffee before coming in. He stressed to me how much he wants nothing more than to see all of us leave UPS with a piece of paper (referring to a degree of course) because it holds that much value. I couldn’t help but tell myself that while he’s telling me all of this, that fancy Apple Watch he kept glancing at was from a company founded by a college dropout.
As the fine young gentleman I am, I politely listened and pondered later what he told me. I’ve convinced myself college isn’t for me. Yes the college life is cool but having to go through the course’s is what I hate. I know I know, its like that for everyone but in my situation I feel that this isn’t for me. I’m going to put my mind and body through all of this strenuous effort to get a degree that will only help me get my “pinky toe” into the door as my buddy Daimont would say.
The more I ponder my presents in post secondary education, the more I get the “College Talk.” Just today as my mother and I were paying for the brand new tires on our car, the lead mechanic gave me a similar speech about college. I don’t know if its just me but I think theres some force that is trying to keep me in college. I don’t understand why because I have such radical views towards college.
I haven’t quit yet and I’m digging the perks of being student. But going back to my College discussion, I honestly think the only way to make it in life is if you start a business. Now I know, the first thought that comes to mind is that you need to go to school. Yes that is an option but what most people don’t realize is that there are seminars and classes nation wide that is similar to college course’s. You’ll be out of $800 but in the long run you will be able to obtain the knowledge needed to run and operate a business.
Whatever it is I’m trying to do, I need to figure it out quick because I am 21 and I’ll be 30 before we all know it.
Welp, we made it guys. With today being the first Monday of the year, I would like to say that the transition was splendid. I got to spend new years with some good friends and to top it all off, we had a good time. Now that all the partying is over until the super bowl and someone calls me up to hit the club, I need to do a little cleaning up. First I’m gonna start with my room because that mothafucka is a disaster. Next I’ll be moving on over to making a list of books that I want to read this year. I already know for a fact that I want to read Plato’s Republic. If Neil Tyson Degrasse has a book best believe I’ll be purchasing that. If you know of anything I should buy than drop a title in the comments. From the start, I feel that 2015 is going to be a good year. I just feel it deep down in my bones. After watching a video by one of my favorite YouTubers, Infinite Waters, I’ve set a theme for this year. This year will be the year of Prosperity. As I look at the previous year, I planted a lot of seeds that I’ve watered and showed love to. 2015 is the year that I will watch those flowers blossom and let my dreams rescue me.
So what am I exactly talking about? Well first I skateboard if you already don’t know, so expect too see a video part from me at the end of this year. The video will be so banging that I’m going to get a little buzz off of it. In addition to a skate video, I got my rap career going good. I’ve met one of Louisville’s dopest underground artist and recorded my first single off my up and coming mixtape “Trials & Tribulations.” Also I’ve become friends with a producer who is totally down to work on my album that I want to drop in 2015. You guys really aren’t ready for whats on the way! Trials & Tribulations will be release March 30th and when June roles around my next mixtape which I’m concealing the came for now, will be on the way!
To put it all out there, 2015 will be the year you all see ADS SQUAD go big and show everybody that these southern boys got Skateboard skills and are lyrically inclined. I can’t wait, I really can’t!
I know I know, I’ve been off and on here lately. So what? Its not like anyone reads my blog anyway.
So I know what you’re thinking, the title sounds great for a poem that has every line starting with “I Will” I’m sorry to tell you this but you are wrong. I’m going to take a little time out of my night to stop and explain what I will do for the rest of this year.
To make this sound professional I will start it off like this…
I WILL complete all course assignments in my college classes.
A hard task that is but it is something that I will be doing. For the few of you that do not know, I failed my first semester of college. Everyone was disappointed in me. My girlfriend scolded me, my cousin cursed, I got all sorts of words thrown at me. The only thoughts that came to my head was, “Why didn’t I just drop my failing classes”, and “Why didn’t I try harder?”. I can go on and try to redeem myself and give a bullshit excuse but it won’t cut it. I didn’t apply myself like I should have and just didn’t make time for it. I really wish I would have listened to my family and my encouraging girlfriend to focus on school and get it done. So now I have to start clean with just a few credits under my belt and try my best to get these classes out of the way so I can make room for the next set.
I WILL become a better person.
I’m not crazy or anything, I just want to become a better person to society. I feel like society needs someone who can step up in any weather and lead the way. My first goal in to becoming a better person is to do community service. My girlfriend has gone on and on about me not doing community service and how it will make a difference in my life and as well in others. So I’m going to do it, I just have to go online and search up some community service events that are going on in my city. I WILL APPLY MYSELF.
I WILL start a small business.
I am sooo TIRED of selfish people at work! I’m not going to go into the full story online but I need to make money on the side so I can work less at UPS. People at work just piss me off. There is so much drama and all people care about is their money. So MY GOAL for the remaining of this year is to start a small window cleaning business. I have experience in it and my “Swirl” is on point! I just feel like I don’t need to depend on someone else to make money. My long term goal in life is to work for myself because being a slave to someone else’s company isn’t what I want to be. Even if its something I enjoy doing I still don’t want someone to have the power to fire me or demote me when they want to and how they want to. I already hate that feeling at UPS. Its ridiculous.
Well folks, that’s all I will do. I plan on skateboarding a whole lot and getting a video together!
ps. It was around this time of the year when I started my blog so HAPPY ANNIVERSARY EXPLODING ROCK!
So I didn’t really think I was going to get it but I did. For 2 weeks now I’ve been working at UPS unloading trucks, which they call feeder. I don’t know why they call them feeders and why they don’t simply just say trailers but thats what I do. I had to go through so much crap though. I’d go into detail but its a bunch of bull, I’ll just start with orientation.
So first 2 days I had to sit in a class room and listen to a bunch of people talk. The first day I think 3 or maybe 4 people came in and starting talking about UPS and a whole lot of other crap that really didn’t interest me. I was mostly looking forward to working. The second day some hazmat guy cam in and talked to us and once again it was about stuff I really didn’t care for. I did pass my test with 100%. The end….
The week after I sat in a class room at the actual hub where this black guy named Ray Love talked to us some more about UPS and our jobs. Every day we would go out to where we were going to work and spend a few hours lifting boxes. Then come back and listen to Ray talk. Everyone goes by a first name basis thats why I keep saying Ray instead of Mr. Love. Ray was a odd fellow. He would have his white and black moments. haha
Last week I started working in my designated building. I had a quality trainer who would get on me for every little mistake I would make. She’s pretty cool, she raps. I heard her album and was like “EEE! This is dope” But after 4 days of dealing with her, on that Friday I got to work by myself. It was pretty simple and mello. I was in a truck by myself lifting boxes, what fun.
Now that its a new week I have been working by myself and liking the job a little. the people are nice and might I add, theres a few hot chicks yahmean? haha.
I’m not saying its fun but ehh, I’m getting paid and work for 4 hours. Some days I’ll work 2 hours. But hey! I got a job!