Well, it has now been 12 days since I have been back at the IRS and working cases and taking phone calls. As much as things have change with new automated tools, the more I realize that it is still a pain in the ass to deal with some of these calls and cases. But, I love it!!!! No more listening to people complaining about their crappy cell phone service and demanding credits for the lack of cell service. Now when people mention credit, I can easily say, "Did you put it on your tax return? If not, then I can not give you a credit, you need to file the proper return". Being able to tell people no, and being able to hang up if they get rude is a blessing again.
So far, everything has been very cool at work and I love the people that I work with. Don't get me wrong, there were some really cool co-workers over at Alorica and I miss several of them. Knowing that I am being paid 3 times as much as I was at Alorica and having to do 25% of the amount of calls each day....I JUST LAUGH MY ASS OFF EACH DAY WHEN THE PHONE LINE GOES DOWN AT 7:00 PM. Only spending 4.5 hours on the phone is great. The amended returns is another story because there is some real crappy cases to resolve each day.
No matter what, I love being back where I really belong with the Government and people that I have known since the late 80's!
Thursday, February 27, 2014
Sunday, December 2, 2012
Insert Title Here....
Yes that is the right title for this blog posting because for a change I have no creative title to include with this writing. I feel my mind going in so many directions lately that I am tired of thinking and trying to make up solutions to my problems. My problems are not life changing or mind blowing problems. Each problem is manageable provided that I allow myself to think clearly. But that is the main problem right now, I can't think clearly and I feel like I am am just "winging it" through life at this point in time. As they say" I am rolling with the punches but these punches are coming to often again. Even a boxer gets a break between rounds, but I haven't heard the bell yet so I have to try to stand tall and take these body shots and keep my eyes open for that haymaker right cross.
It seems like no sooner than I back my problems into a corner and I have them on the ropes, something's breaks it up and gives my problems breathing room to recover. I can't even do a good "rope-a-dope" to trick my problems into moving close for me to blast the hell out of them.
As much as I am expected to keep a happy face on around friends and family, I just can't do it anymore. It is more work to be what everyone else wants me to be than me just being who I can be. There are several moments were I have to ask myself, do I really want to be doing this or that. Am I doing it because that is what is expected of me? Or am I doing this because it makes me happy? In reality, I am not happy with 65% of my current life, but there is nobody to blame but myself. There is no fixing the 65% because it is what it is, and I have no interest in fixing it because I am just to tired of it all.
I still believe every new day is the chance for improvement and a blessing to be on this side of a dirt nap. I am in it until the very end, and will keep taking the gut punches, the right crosses, the upper cuts and even those numerous rabbit punches. Because I know I have it in me to win this battle with a TKO, although it won't be pretty and there is a damn good chance that I will be a little punch drunk in the future. So if I you see me looking off into the distance with a blank stare, leave me alone, I am more than likely dreaming of a much better plan.
It seems like no sooner than I back my problems into a corner and I have them on the ropes, something's breaks it up and gives my problems breathing room to recover. I can't even do a good "rope-a-dope" to trick my problems into moving close for me to blast the hell out of them.
As much as I am expected to keep a happy face on around friends and family, I just can't do it anymore. It is more work to be what everyone else wants me to be than me just being who I can be. There are several moments were I have to ask myself, do I really want to be doing this or that. Am I doing it because that is what is expected of me? Or am I doing this because it makes me happy? In reality, I am not happy with 65% of my current life, but there is nobody to blame but myself. There is no fixing the 65% because it is what it is, and I have no interest in fixing it because I am just to tired of it all.
I still believe every new day is the chance for improvement and a blessing to be on this side of a dirt nap. I am in it until the very end, and will keep taking the gut punches, the right crosses, the upper cuts and even those numerous rabbit punches. Because I know I have it in me to win this battle with a TKO, although it won't be pretty and there is a damn good chance that I will be a little punch drunk in the future. So if I you see me looking off into the distance with a blank stare, leave me alone, I am more than likely dreaming of a much better plan.
Monday, June 25, 2012
It's been too long...
Good grief it has been too long since I have done a lot of things in my life. I feel a change coming on in the near future and it may not be a good one for everyone, but it sure the hell will be a good change for me!
There are things that I have put to the side for so long and I realized today that there is no reason for me to just sit and wait for the right situations. I am old enough to do as I please, when I please and as long as I please.
Hello world, the "Brat" is back! And the "Brat" is looking for prey!
There are things that I have put to the side for so long and I realized today that there is no reason for me to just sit and wait for the right situations. I am old enough to do as I please, when I please and as long as I please.
Hello world, the "Brat" is back! And the "Brat" is looking for prey!
Saturday, February 25, 2012
Friday, February 10, 2012
Misery
Ever notice how easy it is to feel misery or have misery set in so quickly? I feel miserable but I am not sure what is the cause of the misery right now. It feels like a "dementor" is nearby and just sucking the happiness from me one day at a time.
Saturday, February 19, 2011
Do you like yourself?
It really amazes me, how many people complain about personal aspects of their own lives like it is really somebody else's problem. If you don't like yourself, how can anyone else like you as well? Ask yourself one question...Do you like yourself? I am not talking about how much you may or may not weigh. Nor am I talking about if you are ugly, butt ugly, fugly or beautiful. I am talking about you as a person.
Everyone has something about themselves that they do not like, but they decide that they can't change that aspect of themselves so they make everyone else hear their pathetic excuses. And God help you if you don't feel sorry for that person's issue with themselves. Then you are put through comment after comment, attack after attack because they want to bring you down to their level.
You know the old saying, "never stoop to someone else's level"...I think that is wrong. I have no problem going down to someone else's level, because unlike them...I can go back up to my original level in a heartbeat. I have no problem getting down and dirty when I have to make someone understand that I really don't give a damn about their pity party invitations. If you want to sit and feel sorry for yourself, then do it and leave the rest of us alone.
Your problems are exactly that...YOURS! Your problems are like water on a ducks back...they just roll right off of me and I keep moving forward. If you don't like what I just said, so what, not my problem.
Come on people, pick yourself up, put one foot in front of the other and move on...or at least move on to someone that gives a damn about your self-pity. This might sound heartless, but it is called "tough-love".
None of this is directed and any one person in my life. I just felt like putting it out there. So if you think I am talking to you directly...remember the duck, and don't bring your complaint to me. I don't have a complaint department, so needless to say...complain to someone else. If you can't find someone else, I can go to the 99 cent store and get you a mirror...because that person in the mirror might listen...but I seriously doubt it!
Everyone has something about themselves that they do not like, but they decide that they can't change that aspect of themselves so they make everyone else hear their pathetic excuses. And God help you if you don't feel sorry for that person's issue with themselves. Then you are put through comment after comment, attack after attack because they want to bring you down to their level.
You know the old saying, "never stoop to someone else's level"...I think that is wrong. I have no problem going down to someone else's level, because unlike them...I can go back up to my original level in a heartbeat. I have no problem getting down and dirty when I have to make someone understand that I really don't give a damn about their pity party invitations. If you want to sit and feel sorry for yourself, then do it and leave the rest of us alone.
Your problems are exactly that...YOURS! Your problems are like water on a ducks back...they just roll right off of me and I keep moving forward. If you don't like what I just said, so what, not my problem.
Come on people, pick yourself up, put one foot in front of the other and move on...or at least move on to someone that gives a damn about your self-pity. This might sound heartless, but it is called "tough-love".
None of this is directed and any one person in my life. I just felt like putting it out there. So if you think I am talking to you directly...remember the duck, and don't bring your complaint to me. I don't have a complaint department, so needless to say...complain to someone else. If you can't find someone else, I can go to the 99 cent store and get you a mirror...because that person in the mirror might listen...but I seriously doubt it!
Thursday, December 30, 2010
Modern technology...not this time!
Ok, what gives...I have a blog, and I have a Facebook account. I tried to add the blog to the Facebook Notes area, but the import function does not like the format that Google's Blogger has my blog. So I search and search for another method. I finally find one that is on Facebook but it takes me a good hour to set it up to do what I want. But of course....that application wanted me to add a widget to my blog and then, blah blah blah.
Google, Facebook, get your $hit together and make it easier. Hell, even my iPhone has an application where I can find a cable channel to watch and then changes my cable box channel to that channel. That is Apple and Motorola working together!
What really sucks is the fact that I have to type this little test rant for my blog, just to see if this other application on Facebook is really going to do what I want...which just put a short link to any new blog postings that I make directly on Facebook. Normally I have to write the blog, post the blog, copy the blog URL and then past it in a link on Facebook.
Phooey, modern technology my a$$!
Google, Facebook, get your $hit together and make it easier. Hell, even my iPhone has an application where I can find a cable channel to watch and then changes my cable box channel to that channel. That is Apple and Motorola working together!
What really sucks is the fact that I have to type this little test rant for my blog, just to see if this other application on Facebook is really going to do what I want...which just put a short link to any new blog postings that I make directly on Facebook. Normally I have to write the blog, post the blog, copy the blog URL and then past it in a link on Facebook.
Phooey, modern technology my a$$!
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