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My Almost-daily Journal |
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| About I love trying out new things, especially when it comes to internet technology. I never really kept a journal, but it's something that I've always wanted to do. Now, everybody will get a chance to look inside my twisted, and somewhat-warped mind.
I've also subscribed to Audio Blog, so a few times a week, I'll leave actual voice blogs. Very cool!XML Newsfeed  |
Wednesday, February 18, 2004
When Does the Fun Start? That is a good question. With all buzz right now being centered around work, I don't even have time to indulge in the things that make us human. Vacation planning? Home improvement? Wedding planning? House shopping? Computer lifing? I miss it all. Back in the "day", I had a little free time during the day to play around on this site, add applications, start debates (some not so good), and just live a normal dotcom lifestyle. I don't even watch TV anymore. Is Bush still president? :D The irony is that the cliche', "When it rains, it pours!" is so true. Web business is starting to flow in faster than I can turn it around. My dream has always been to break away from "the man"--living in Belize in the winter and Copper Harbor in the summer... all I would need is an internet connection and a decent computer. It's a little difficult to do that when you get home at 8pm every night-- the last thing I want to do is think. I won't even mention the torture my will has gone through in the last three months. I'll save that story for another time, when I'm long gone from the eyes of my OEM customer. The customer is always right, even when they are wrong. I'm surprised cars ever get built. At one point, I yearned the weekends... but Fridays turn into long fire-fights, and Mondays are spent going through the ashes. The weekends are almost not worth it, since will-recovery is just too short. I look at everything on the bright-side, however, even though my tone may sound like "oh woe is me". It's because of work that I can go to Greece for two weeks, home to house that I own (at least in the relative sense), spend (indulge) $3500 on a super-computer, scuba dive in remote tropical locations, eat and drink whatever and whenever I want, drive a 10-year old Jeep, and hoarde money like an Israeli. :D I miss the good ol' days... let me think... the college years were great, but somewhat stressful... the Chrysler engineering years were stressless, but very unmotivational... the Decoma engineering years were steady, but mundane... the Decoma engineering years were "be your own boss", but directionless... the Decoma DDC project management years were "hands-on" and exciting, but lacked internal growth... the Decoma SVE program management months were laissez-faire, but too impulsive... the Decoma SVE IT management months were a "free-for-all" stressless endeavor, but were severely unguided... now, the Decoma DSIG/SVE program management months are non-stop-fun, but suck the will out of me... I guess everything is relative. I guess the true good ol' days were the years of Taft Elementary School... that was a damn happy childhood, but it all ended when we moved to stuffy Sterling Heights. As cliche' as it sounds, life is full of transitions, and the more things change, the more they stay the same. It's all about getting the most out of the good times, and making sure the bad times are few and far between. It also helps to have a good memory, so you can ponder the good ones. posted by Dino at 7:18 PM (permanent link) Thursday, February 12, 2004
Friday, February 06, 2004
Life in the Fast Lane Something about losing my mind... Work life has taken a toll on me. I once remember a time that I could take a five minute break to catch up on email and voicemail without the phone ringing. Today, I either have an irrate customer screaming bloody murder into my ear, or an inept supplier telling me they can't fulfill their promises. Or worse yet, a supplier that just decides to not show up for a meeting. For the first time in 10 years, I've actually considered saying goodbye to the automotive industry, just so I can have my two minutes on my soapbox to tell off the people that deserve it. This intense, dog-eat-dog industry sucks the will out of people. There are those that have thick skin and bounce back day after day. I don't know how they do it. I take my job, my work, and my business relationships seriously. Every decision I make is well thought-out. Don't get me wrong... I make mistakes... but when it comes to my business deliverables, I'm every "pay-you-for-eight, work-for-twelve" employer's wet dream. Oh well... if it's not the customer that's choking my will out of me, it's our new 14-tiered management. I miss the good ol' days where I reported directly to a VP. Now it takes three people above me to make a decision. Sometimes, I often wonder how nice it would be to work for McDonalds. I could probably be a senior fry guy in no time. Maybe one day, when my house is paid off, I'll do that. posted by Dino at 10:49 PM (permanent link) |
