A Tale of 2 workplaces...

It was the best of time, it was the worst of times. Though mostly the worst of times. I currently hold 2 very different jobs in the same area. My first job, one of my first "real" jobs is at a performing arts center, where the rules are strict. Now you would think this would be the "fun" job right? And it is a pretty nice gig. I mean there are totally worse ways to get paid other than standing outside doors waiting for people to come out with problems. But its strict in that you have to appear uber professional. Like the uniform must be pristine, your language is watched, everyone is watching. Also we have alot of volunteers, and you have to be polite and codial to them and the partons. You aren't allowed to sit most of the time, breaks are only when someone can relieve your spot (so heaven forbid you have an issue and need the restroom), and no food is allowed in. My boss actually wants us to leave everything in the car except for our keys.

Now the people there are great, and I really get along with them well, but most of the time we never interact with each other outside of work. The occasional after work drink/snack or a meet-up here or there but not so much that I would consider them friends to hang out with on a sunday evening.

Now the other work is data entry with a home health agency. Here is the standard 9-5 M-F type job, though I do get to make my own hours which is awesome. Considering I was hired in as a temporary worker while they found permanent replacements for the people who left, and I'm still here a year and a half later. But its money. I can come in when I like, and pretty much leave when I want as long as it's within business hours. The people are nice, always bringing in food to share and making sure you eat. Lots of meetings with food that also goes out to everyone (not only the people in the meeting). I don't make as much here as at the theater, but I can make up for it in hours. But its not really what I want to do, I just do it 'cause I'm good at it. Again people here are super nice, but I'm not really close to anyone. I only really talk to my aunt because she is the boss and we share the seperate office space. I get kicked around from place to place here but like I said, its money, and esp. since the theater is getting less and less hours, this helps.

I don't know where I was going with this, just trying to wake up my brain 'cause I'm pretty tired right now.

So strangely, I just signed up for a new writing site and completed my first entry.
Its called 750words.com and it basically runs off the practice that a person should start the day (or really just whenever) by writing 3 pages of thoughts. No rhyme or reason, just a stream on consciousness to clear your mind and allow yourself to focus the rest of the day.

I just completed my first entry

So why am I continuing to blog somewhere else?

Well the new site in interesting. But a little intimidating. But I guess its about as intimidating as Farmville, in which you only really are tied to it as much as you want to be. I mean, the site gives you points for each entry you make, and more points if you get all the way up to 750. The entries are private, but it uses analyers to try to give you stats on your posts.

I may be because I've been going through alot lately, and made some major decisions within the past 48 hours, but it made me really feel bad. I didn't want the first entry to be angry, but I guess I just am. I'm just tired of being hurt by someone who was once a good friend. I let myself be blinded by the past that I kept forgiving the present. And now, I can't ignore it anymore. I even extended one last olive branch only for it to be ignored.

Now I have to deal with the pain of the loss.
But I hope to be a better person in the end.