Sc/een.e from a Balcony 2-21-25 10 am
So today I began my employment engagement with Parkview, my apartment complex.
As it turns out, I am scheduled regularly for two days (not too terrible .... was hoping it would have been less .... ) but I'll do what I can for as long as I can and as well as I can.
Today I was co-pilot, main task was logging in resident packages as they were delivered by local delivery services. I think I must have logged in about 300 packages (probably an exaggeration ....) but try to convince my flesh suit otherwise.
One major realization I had was that: damn I'm old. Working shoulder to shoulder with all these 20 somethings, and from a position of zero power (compared to having two previous careers where I knocked it out of the park.) The last job I had where I was responsible to a 'boss' was back in the early 80's when I worked in custodial work.
Since then, I managed to climb two career ladders, fulfill all the requirements of three academic gauntlets (2 BA's MA, and MS) before my body decided to force me into a reality check and gout disempowered my vitality.
It was funny waking up this morning with a new sense of purpose and responsibility. I'd been through these beginning phases umpteen times, and this time, I felt no real urgency to start something brand new, as I had in previous iterations of my launchability. Having a mindset of not being responsible for powering the machine as I had in my previous was pure relief. My OCD brain has been interrupted.
And I'm exhausted from the hard work of logging packages. Maybe it will make me stronger .... I doubt it will kill me.
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