7/10
Ok a basic rundown of the reason I haven't been updating the last few days. I've been going to sleep at 8 am, and thursday I had to go to work at 8 am. So tuesday I stayed up until wednesday night, and was incoherent for all of wednesday. then I worked through thursday, and was incoherent by the time I got off, worked all day friday (passed out as soon as I got home) and slept until today, and I worked today until about an hour ago. In theory I had some free time to update, but what with? Today I worked 8 hours, slept, and talked to no one and did nothing in the meantime? No.
But today I'm all refreshed! and sore. If I brought in a good boombox, I could do this job 9 or so hours a day for 5 or 6 days a week and be totally happy about it. Sadly, I've now made everything we sell at EZs, from basic ingredient phase to final form. Scratch that - I've never made the pizza dough. I couldn't really work a few positions, the grill for instance, but whenever anyone does anything in that place I have more or less an intimate understanding of what is going on. Why god, why?
No I don't capitalize the g in god. who does that?
I haven't heard from anyone I knew in Portland since I left. That's exactly the kind of behavior I expect from the people in that city, which is why I left anyway. But that's not fair to the people I spent my time with, because as you could probably guess, I haven't tried to talk to them either. We live across the country, there's nothing to connect us except the few months we spent together. There's no reason, I mean, to continue the farce of human interaction (which I will always view as a farce, even if it can be fun).
My job, working as a prep cook, is perfect for ignoring that farce completely. I don't have to talk to anyone (I can talk to the other cooks, and the person training me, but I don't have to) so it took me a record 8 hours today to be reminded of something I hate about the human race. I'm seriously excited about that! I have been being really critical of a lot of people lately, and it's so nice to live a simple life where what matters is just that the work is being done, there is almost no question of quality. I think art needs to be callously analyzed at every step, but I'm not sure why. Sometimes I should just stop talking.
But today I'm all refreshed! and sore. If I brought in a good boombox, I could do this job 9 or so hours a day for 5 or 6 days a week and be totally happy about it. Sadly, I've now made everything we sell at EZs, from basic ingredient phase to final form. Scratch that - I've never made the pizza dough. I couldn't really work a few positions, the grill for instance, but whenever anyone does anything in that place I have more or less an intimate understanding of what is going on. Why god, why?
No I don't capitalize the g in god. who does that?
I haven't heard from anyone I knew in Portland since I left. That's exactly the kind of behavior I expect from the people in that city, which is why I left anyway. But that's not fair to the people I spent my time with, because as you could probably guess, I haven't tried to talk to them either. We live across the country, there's nothing to connect us except the few months we spent together. There's no reason, I mean, to continue the farce of human interaction (which I will always view as a farce, even if it can be fun).
My job, working as a prep cook, is perfect for ignoring that farce completely. I don't have to talk to anyone (I can talk to the other cooks, and the person training me, but I don't have to) so it took me a record 8 hours today to be reminded of something I hate about the human race. I'm seriously excited about that! I have been being really critical of a lot of people lately, and it's so nice to live a simple life where what matters is just that the work is being done, there is almost no question of quality. I think art needs to be callously analyzed at every step, but I'm not sure why. Sometimes I should just stop talking.
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# posted by Max Roderick on Friday, August 7, 2009 
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