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Termyn8or -> Focus (7/19/2007 1:06:10 AM)
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I am sorry to blow my own horn here, but sometimes I see things others do not.
I have been reading in the threads, the poitical ones. Alot of good points are brought up. Many points raised, but the thread loses it's original focus. Sometimes there are side arguments, derailments, and hijacks. But that is not really what I am talking about.
What I am talking about is that this is normal in just about everything.
In a forum such as this, with relatively free posting, it is not surprising that we get off the original subject, that is to be expected. But it happens all the time.
To understand what I mean, I could be explaining the electronics of the car to my mechanic and why this is the fault, not that. It might take more than ten seconds ( OH MY GOD ! ! ! ).
Then the fucking phone rings. I swear since those fucking things have been invented people talk more and communicate less than ever. I am instituting rules at Termy's terminal but I just don't know when. I mean not the datre of adoption, but when the strict rule will be in effect.
It will be whenever we are viewing a Cheech and Chong movie of course, and at least on Saturday nights. No phones, and I mean mine too. I can't stand it when that thing rings. If a friend just shows up, fukit. I mean I just don't want a phone at all anymore.
And on Saturday I get what I want. And fuck business too, last guy called me on Saturday declined a $2,900 estimate because he was cheap. Fuck this.
Yes, on Saturday there will be no phones here, that is my decree. I will enforce it easily, I'll get one of those super soakers and just fuck their cellphones up if they won't shut them off. If they get pissed off fukum. They will have been warned.
We have too many distractions, somebody wants to play cards, somebody wants to watch TV, somebody wants to hear some metal. I am going to get mean. Go buy a fucking deck of cards, get a TV and a stereo and the disk you wanna hear. I never promised you a rose garden, or fucking ANYTHING.
I might just stop taking requests altogether, somebody says "I wanna hear" I will pont to the tube of blank CDs I got. I'll burn it for you, but I ain't playin it. I am playing what the fuck I want to hear. Period.
I am also sick of being everybody's banker, lawyer, doctor, shrink and carreer and personal advisor. This is abating without my personal withdrawal though, it is getting like "You didn't listen to me then, now this has happened, I told you so and now I simply do not want to hear it". It is getting to that point.
Like health issues. My knees repaired themselves and I had a tooth literally cap itself after I changed my habits. I think my advice might be pretty fucking good. When I tell people to get off the fast food, and the hohos, the pastries and the candy, and eat meat and green veggies, with a few other things. To change what they eat to give them better health, and they are unable to do it, that can be frustrating.
I can take it, but not again and again from the same person. Dude walks in here, his knees are killing him. I don't care anymore, he knows, but he admits he can't change. He is still a junkfood junkie. His cries fall on deaf ears, and I am not the only one who told him.
When his knees hurt so bad he can no longer walk, I am going to take some of the seriously most bad food for human consumption right to him, and that is where I make my stand. LOOK motherfucker, I CAN STAND.
Amma tellya sumptin. When they say "once the cartilage is gone from your knees it is gone" they are simply and completely full of shit. I am living proof. Some of them say once enamel is gone from your tooth is is gone, they are also full of shit.
That is if you have the proper diet.
Now that doesn't fit any mold, but that is addressed in another thread. But the thing is, this guy knows me, trusts me and is my friend, and I tell him that these sugar laden snacks are killing him, and he believes me, and I do think I am right.
And then he keeps eating them.
I sit alone for about, on average probably five hours a day. I get on the internet, or play guitar or piano. When it is music my focus shifts. To the music of course.
I wouldn't trade it for the world. Even hooked up with a Woman I need like two hours, especially after work to get calmed down. Suck down a couple of beers and a lefthander, then I am out of business mode.
Now I can focus on my problems. OK, we are not talking terminal cancer here, nothing like that, but week to week problems, day to day problems. After an hour or so, "OK, What's up ?".
Yup, like for an hour I don't answer the phone, hell I don't even look at the caller ID. I m simply not interested. I'm getting to the point where I wonder why I have a phone at all, except to have DSL. I haven't dialed it in weeks. Every time it rings somebody wants something.
How can you focus with this shit going on ?
T
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