My crappy phone finally gave up on me a few days ago. I knew it would happen eventually because it was a piece of shit. Since I dont have a phone with me I been feeling naked it without it, I never realize how much I depend on an insignificant piece of technology. I keep trying to see if it will work again because when I'm away from home I still want to be connected to the world by searching facebook or my email, but nothing happens. I get frustrated because I literally feel naked without my phone.
It realize amaze me that we've become a society that depends on technology for everything. Phones are not to make calls anymore, our whole life is in it, we have all our closest friends phone numbers, email, we use gps to get around and we constally checking our facebook to keep up with the world.
I remember back in my childhood if you were out and about and you need it to make a phone call and if you didnt have any change to use the pay phone, you were pretty much screwed. We always make sure we had a Atlas map in our car so if we were lost, we would find our way back. If we wanted talk to our friends we would wait to get home and call them on their house phone or we would make an effort to go visit them. We had more human interaccion with our friends and family.
Since I been without my phone it really had me thinking, we are becoming so consumed by technology. We constantly changing technology because something new and better came out. At home everyone is either stuck on the laptop, phone, tv, or video games. Even while having dinner, (Im guilty for it) we re cheking our phones. Now that we have the ability to text too, we have gotten more lazy to actually call someone on the phone, and I know because I'm one of them, I rather text someone before calling, I gotten lazy to have an actual conversation with someone on the phone.
Even the kids now a days are stuck on their cell phone or video games. I remember growing up, my mom would tell me to go outside and play and not to comeback til lunch time or dinner time. I would go visit my friend down the street and we would play with our hotwheels or play marbles.
Even though I was born when technology was a huge part of society, we still had time to have more human interaccion and I feel we would enjoy life more. Sometimes I think we re becoming robots with all these technology we have.
I love technology and how much far we have become as a society but it just makes me wonder if we re losing human interaccion. I never thought I would feel naked by not having my phone with me but sadly I do. I'm cosumed by technology too.
Wednesday, February 22, 2012
Tuesday, February 14, 2012
His See's uniform and his locker??
I never thought I was going to meet the guy of my dreams. I thought I would just be a loner all my life. My life was a total mess and was full of craziness, so I thought it was as good as it gets.
July 2004, I was unemployed and was desperate to find a job, so I went to the mall to apply at jobs and I was going to take any job that was offer to me. I remember applying at See's and the manager told me that they werent hiring but she would keep my application for the holidays. I honestly thought I was never going to hear from that job again.
Two days later I was offered the job at See's that changed my life upside down. The manager said that she need it someone on the spot so she thought of me.
Only God knew how desperatly my soul was craying out for a change. I need it something new, something more than a job or money, I need it an angel to guide me through the right path, cause I was fucking up BIG TIME.
I was excited I got the job, but more that work was waiting for me at See's. When I started working my mananger told me that she had forgotten to order me my uniform and that she didnt have an assign locker for me. She said that this had never happened and she apologized. Ofcourse in my synical mind I thought the job was starting pretty shitty, no uniform and no locker.
She told me that in the mean time there was an employee by the name of Matthew Hernandez (who I had never met or heard of) who had extra uniforms and space in his locker. To be honest I was kind of grossed out I was gonna be wearing someone else's uniform, all I thought was body ordor and sweat but I was screwed, If I wanted the job I had to wear this mysterious guy's uniform.
A week passed and I had not gotten my uniform and I still had not met the guy I was wearing his clothes. That following thursday I was schedule 5-9 and I was assing to train with matthew. When I walked into the sales floor and saw him, something had changed. I saw him and instally I was intrigued by him.
His smile enchanted me, his dark brown eyes were so captivating, and how confident he was had me completely interested. I had never felt like that so quickly. I surely thought it was nothing but a sugar high from all the samples they make you try before starting your shift.
After working that night with him, I couldnt get him out of my mind, I didnt even know if he was gay (well I kind of suspected) but you never really know until you ask or act upon it.
I couldnt wait to work with him again, and after a week of not seeing him at work, I was growing impatiently to see his smile. I wanted him to smile at me, I wanted to be enchanted once more.
When we finally work together, I was nervous because I wanted to know more about him and I was thinking, what if he's not gay?, or dating someone?. My instinct told me to ask him what was he doing after his shift, again I thought I was on a sugar high. He told me that he had to take the bus home, that it was a 2 hour ride. I offered him a ride home and he gave me a look, like if I was insane. He wasnt used to get help from no one, so immediately he refuse. I told him it was no big deal, that I didnt mind. He finally accepted and instally I started panicking.
What was I thinking asking him to take him home?? he must think I'm a weirdo.
I remember we stopped for gas at the chevron station off baker st. and fairview and while pumping gas I asked him the typical question gay guys will ask someone to find out if he's gay or not, "so what clubs do you like to go to" his respond was "I dont go to clubs, I go to church" then I panic even more cause not only was I try to hit on a guy who was not gay but was a christian. I told him very confident that I was gay and he gave me a very uncomfortable look and he said "well I used to go to OZZ (gay club) a long time ago, but I stopped cause I go to church now" I knew then that homeboy was a closeted gay.
Before dropping him off we stopped at startbucks and we both order a strawberries and cream frap. It was summer time so we sat down outside, it was a very serene and beautiful night. We talked for a few hours about work, family and church. I was more intrigued by him, there was something about him that facinate me. At the end of the night we exchanged numbers. It was the beggining of a beautiful friendship that lead me to fall inlove with him.
After almost 8 years of been with matthew, I look back and realize that there's no coincidences but destiny. Sometimes I wonder why I didnt meet him before, it would've saved me from alot of trouble, but now I understand that because we werent ready for each other. He came into my life, not late, not early but when I need it him the most. He's the angel I asked God to send me. My life is better because I met him and even though we had, had a bumpy road our love remains strong.
Thank you matthew for giving me the privilage to love you and to grow old with you.
Happy 29th Birthday.
July 2004, I was unemployed and was desperate to find a job, so I went to the mall to apply at jobs and I was going to take any job that was offer to me. I remember applying at See's and the manager told me that they werent hiring but she would keep my application for the holidays. I honestly thought I was never going to hear from that job again.
Two days later I was offered the job at See's that changed my life upside down. The manager said that she need it someone on the spot so she thought of me.
Only God knew how desperatly my soul was craying out for a change. I need it something new, something more than a job or money, I need it an angel to guide me through the right path, cause I was fucking up BIG TIME.
I was excited I got the job, but more that work was waiting for me at See's. When I started working my mananger told me that she had forgotten to order me my uniform and that she didnt have an assign locker for me. She said that this had never happened and she apologized. Ofcourse in my synical mind I thought the job was starting pretty shitty, no uniform and no locker.
She told me that in the mean time there was an employee by the name of Matthew Hernandez (who I had never met or heard of) who had extra uniforms and space in his locker. To be honest I was kind of grossed out I was gonna be wearing someone else's uniform, all I thought was body ordor and sweat but I was screwed, If I wanted the job I had to wear this mysterious guy's uniform.
A week passed and I had not gotten my uniform and I still had not met the guy I was wearing his clothes. That following thursday I was schedule 5-9 and I was assing to train with matthew. When I walked into the sales floor and saw him, something had changed. I saw him and instally I was intrigued by him.
His smile enchanted me, his dark brown eyes were so captivating, and how confident he was had me completely interested. I had never felt like that so quickly. I surely thought it was nothing but a sugar high from all the samples they make you try before starting your shift.
After working that night with him, I couldnt get him out of my mind, I didnt even know if he was gay (well I kind of suspected) but you never really know until you ask or act upon it.
I couldnt wait to work with him again, and after a week of not seeing him at work, I was growing impatiently to see his smile. I wanted him to smile at me, I wanted to be enchanted once more.
When we finally work together, I was nervous because I wanted to know more about him and I was thinking, what if he's not gay?, or dating someone?. My instinct told me to ask him what was he doing after his shift, again I thought I was on a sugar high. He told me that he had to take the bus home, that it was a 2 hour ride. I offered him a ride home and he gave me a look, like if I was insane. He wasnt used to get help from no one, so immediately he refuse. I told him it was no big deal, that I didnt mind. He finally accepted and instally I started panicking.
What was I thinking asking him to take him home?? he must think I'm a weirdo.
I remember we stopped for gas at the chevron station off baker st. and fairview and while pumping gas I asked him the typical question gay guys will ask someone to find out if he's gay or not, "so what clubs do you like to go to" his respond was "I dont go to clubs, I go to church" then I panic even more cause not only was I try to hit on a guy who was not gay but was a christian. I told him very confident that I was gay and he gave me a very uncomfortable look and he said "well I used to go to OZZ (gay club) a long time ago, but I stopped cause I go to church now" I knew then that homeboy was a closeted gay.
Before dropping him off we stopped at startbucks and we both order a strawberries and cream frap. It was summer time so we sat down outside, it was a very serene and beautiful night. We talked for a few hours about work, family and church. I was more intrigued by him, there was something about him that facinate me. At the end of the night we exchanged numbers. It was the beggining of a beautiful friendship that lead me to fall inlove with him.
After almost 8 years of been with matthew, I look back and realize that there's no coincidences but destiny. Sometimes I wonder why I didnt meet him before, it would've saved me from alot of trouble, but now I understand that because we werent ready for each other. He came into my life, not late, not early but when I need it him the most. He's the angel I asked God to send me. My life is better because I met him and even though we had, had a bumpy road our love remains strong.
Thank you matthew for giving me the privilage to love you and to grow old with you.
Happy 29th Birthday.
Friday, February 10, 2012
Insane chocoholics!!
Valentines day is a day where is all about love, flowers, cards and chocolates. Is a day where you want to spend it with your love one. A day where romance is up in the air. But is also a day where people are in a horrible attitude because they waited til the last minute to buy a gift for their love one.
As you guys know or even if you dont know, I work for See's Candies and valentines is one of our biggest holidays. Some people say that we re lucky to be working at a chocolate store. But they dont see all the crazy people we have to deal with.
One thing I have learned working in this business, is that you dont fucking mess with people and their chocolate. Customers go insane when we are out of a certain piece of candy or we dont have that novelty they are looking for. In my mind I think "Is just fucking candy" but some customers dont see it like that.
They expect to find everything the day of Valentines and ofcourse we re completely out of everything and then they think that we are hidding every in the backroom. Really??? I love dealing with these type of customers cause I know that they are not getting what they want. I give a huge sarcastic smile and say "is it Valentines day today, most people buy their stuff in advance" LOL
Ofcourse customers get pissed off and ask me to call other stores looking those chocolate hearts and when you ask them how many bags they want,( thinking that if they are willing to drive 20 miles for candy, that it must be a big order) most of them answer "one".
In my many years working for see's, I seen pretty much every crazy situation for chocolate. Customers fist fighting over the last bag of candy, customers throwing samples back at me, customers blaming us because we didnt order enough candy, people stealing from their basket because we re out of want they want, ect..... (my list can go on for ever)
Not all customers are like that though, or else I wouldnt be there. There's only so much fucking attitude I can take. Most customers are nice and patience, but every once in a while we get this crazy mother fuckers who wait til the last minute and I love telling them we are out of candy.
As you guys know or even if you dont know, I work for See's Candies and valentines is one of our biggest holidays. Some people say that we re lucky to be working at a chocolate store. But they dont see all the crazy people we have to deal with.
One thing I have learned working in this business, is that you dont fucking mess with people and their chocolate. Customers go insane when we are out of a certain piece of candy or we dont have that novelty they are looking for. In my mind I think "Is just fucking candy" but some customers dont see it like that.
They expect to find everything the day of Valentines and ofcourse we re completely out of everything and then they think that we are hidding every in the backroom. Really??? I love dealing with these type of customers cause I know that they are not getting what they want. I give a huge sarcastic smile and say "is it Valentines day today, most people buy their stuff in advance" LOL
Ofcourse customers get pissed off and ask me to call other stores looking those chocolate hearts and when you ask them how many bags they want,( thinking that if they are willing to drive 20 miles for candy, that it must be a big order) most of them answer "one".
In my many years working for see's, I seen pretty much every crazy situation for chocolate. Customers fist fighting over the last bag of candy, customers throwing samples back at me, customers blaming us because we didnt order enough candy, people stealing from their basket because we re out of want they want, ect..... (my list can go on for ever)
Not all customers are like that though, or else I wouldnt be there. There's only so much fucking attitude I can take. Most customers are nice and patience, but every once in a while we get this crazy mother fuckers who wait til the last minute and I love telling them we are out of candy.
Tuesday, February 7, 2012
Family you meet along the way
We dont get to chose our family we are born into, some of us are born into a family that have great values and communication (kudos for that). Others like myself are part of a family more disfuctional, with different opinion, alot of drama, gettting in each other business. Thankfully we meet great friends along our journey of life that become more of our family than the one with same last name. We all have the power to decide who can be part of the family you are creating for yourself. A family that wont judge you for your sex, religion, education background, sexual orientation, criminal history, ect..(crazy shit we only confide on true friends).
My friends are who keep me sane when my real family drives me crazy. There's nothing like going to a friend house and drink beer and talk about stories, life and how frustrating work can be. I've made really good friends in california who I truly consider part of my family and I never thought I would be able add any more member when I moved to oregon. But I have to admit I have met great friends here in the pacific northwest too. We dont have to be each other's business all the time, but when we hang out we have such a great time, we laugh, we cry, we drink, and we exchange our knowledge and passion for life.
My friends are who keep me sane when my real family drives me crazy. There's nothing like going to a friend house and drink beer and talk about stories, life and how frustrating work can be. I've made really good friends in california who I truly consider part of my family and I never thought I would be able add any more member when I moved to oregon. But I have to admit I have met great friends here in the pacific northwest too. We dont have to be each other's business all the time, but when we hang out we have such a great time, we laugh, we cry, we drink, and we exchange our knowledge and passion for life.
Wednesday, January 25, 2012
Never thought I would be writting all my thoughts and feelings in a blog. I'm not a writter, english was my second language, so I'm terrible at grammar and punctuations and shit you learn in english class. A friend last month told me that the best writters speak their mind and do not worry about grammar and shit like that.. He encourage me to write my thoughts, I thought he was completly out of his freaken mind but he truly belived in me. When someone belive in you, it changes the perspective of how you see yourself. After a month talking to my friend about writting a blog while drinking wiskey, I decided to grow some balls and write my thoughts here. I'm not a writter like I said before, but I promise that I will write my thoughts and how I feel and see life.
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