Exhaustion

I never realised how much insomnia can affect the body. I have been having trouble sleeping at any time. I finally figured out what has been happening--TOO MUCH CAFFIENE. I know, there really can not be such a thing as too much caffiene, but in my case, there is. As hot as it has been lately, I've been drinking a lot of iced tea to keep hydrated. I forgot all about how much caffiene there is in that stuff. I've decided to lay off the tea in the afternoon, but before lunch is over, I'll have a few, not to mention my triple mocha from Starbucks.

Wish me luck on getting some sleep.

Peace!

A Shift in my Outlook

I had an intresting talk with my boss yesterday. I never realized how rough I had been with some of the people I work with. I'm one of these people who loathe stupid questions. Every time one of my staff asks me where something is, I'm generally busy, and I get really pissed off when they disturb me while I'm trying to get things done. I saw by the look on his face that I had done something wrong. I went in to his office to apologise for my behavior after we had gotten through our evening rush. We spent about half an hour talking and in that time I realised how much alike we really are. He told me a story about how when he was the way I had been acting, his staff was happy when he left that location and it had stunted his career growth. It took him some time to realise that he needed to change how he acted in order to have his people respect him.

I decided last night to start treating my staff with the respect that I want in return. I still loathe idiocy and stupid questions. I'm still exhausted from working my ass off. Today I started doing the things that he told me that worked for him and everyone has noticed the change in my demeanor. It's a work in progress, but I'm going to keep doing it in order to get more work out of my staff and make my life easier. I'm hoping that this may help me in my personal life as well. I remember that at the beginning of the year that I was going to change my outlook on everything, but the day to day minutae had started dragging me down. I had lost sight of who I want to become and who I need to be. It's time to starting doing it and stop geting pissed off at others for being idiots. It's time to treat others well and hope that they do it in return.

See Ya'll on the flip side.

Venom Time Again

Yes, the bitter, cranky Rob is back and he's madder than ever. I'm just friggin' sick and tired of most people these days. The other day I went into a store and being the nice guy that I am, I held the door open for a group of women. Not a single one said thanks. All I wanted to do was slam the door on those snooty bitches and teach them some manners. As they walked by I said in my most sarcastic voice, "Sure, I have nothing better to do than hold the door open for a bunch of rude people." I really didn't want these bitches to get to me, but DAMMIT, when are people going to be considerate to others.

My boss told me you catch more flies with honey than with vinegar. But I've treated others nicely and all I get is shat upon. Women claim they want a "nice guy," but they always go out with the assholes. Yeah, I know, they think that they can change them, but face facts, they are and asshole and always will be. They were and asshole before you, while they are with you and will be after they get tired of you.

When will women decide what they want? My time is short and so is my patience with the bullshit.

Peace!

Tired of the BS games

I've come to realise that women don't know what they want in a guy. I had been seeing this one woman a few weeks ago. I hadn't heard from her for a few weeks and she comes by the other day at work and said she'd call me later. I basically got tired of the games that some of these women play. I'm always willing to spend time with someone I'm intrested in, but don't blow me off to see if I stay intrested. There are plenty of women out there and I can find another if I want. See, I was never really intrested in her, but she was talking to my office manager about how cute I was. I figured what the hell. We went out 4 different times and every one of them was a good time. She always talked about when I'd come over to her place (even though I haven't) about things that she has there. Oh well. Her loss.

Next woman I go out with, hopefully, will not play these games with me.

Piece!