Today has been interesting, to say the least. I woke up at 6:30 to finish my math homework that was due today. It’s a pretty easy section on conic sections, if you’re math literate. I’m also retaking the class, so I’m familiar with the material. I caught some mistakes that the professor made that jinxed an entire board’s worth of work. That was cool. I didn’t get a See’s sucker, but that’s another story (post?).
After class I rushed to work. I get there early every day. I suppose I do that because I don’t have anywhere to go for the 30 minutes between school and work. I also leave early fairly often, so it all balances out. Pi was here this morning. He and his assistant, who used to be my boss many moons ago, have been coming here fairly often to help us get our routine together. One of the first things to come up was that his assistant had been offered a job in Oregon. This assistant grew up here, has a wife and kid, and has the rest of his family here. He didn’t take it. One of the other managers in the area has been up for a promotion, too. He did take it.
Several months ago, I went to Pi’s store to help with a revamp they were doing. This entailed staying there the weekend at a motel, getting my meals comped, and learning the in’s and out’s of setting up a store. When Pi had asked if I would be available for this, he said that he wanted me to learn this stuff so that if a store became available he’d want me to manage it. I thought it was a pretty cool compliment, and that was that. Then a couple weeks ago he said the same thing again.
Now there’s a manager position that will be up for grabs. After the paperwork goes through, Pi has to wait for his boss to see if there is someone else in the country that’s been passed up for a promotion that would want to move here. If he is told that he has to come up with a replacement, there’s a hefty chance that I’ll be the one.
I called Milca at work to tell her the news, or update, if you will. She was on the other line. She called me back a few minutes later. It turns out that her friend’s father passed away this morning.
I’m having a hard time talking about these two things in the same post, but that’s really what this post is about. Every day we hear good news and bad news. Is there ever truly a balance? My news is okay, better than bad you could say, but this other news is not good. Granted, the worse news was finding out that he was sick to begin with, and the fact that he was able to have these last moments with his kids and wife was a good thing. What I’m having a hard time with is that conundrum we call death. It’s necessary and inevitable,yet we fear it. Some say you’re not really paranoid if they’re after you. Maybe we fear it so much because it truly will happen one day. Death really is after me.
I’ve had deaths in my family, nothing like what she’s going through, but similar. I’ve moved on, but still look back fondly. Honor those that have passed by living every day to it’s fullest. That’s the best I’ve come up with these 24 years. That’s all I’ve got for you, oh my brothers. Send all your happy thoughts to Miss Sweet Cheeks.