Elton John

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A new year and the summer of my content

Been sleeping late of late.  This is not booze fueled, but a result of staying up late watching reruns, a pointless endeavor.   At the ER with the DA, her neck hurts and she is waiting for a muscle relaxer shot, MA is sick at home , tired from the holidays, but might be sick, I got her Ginger Ale and chicken and chicken soup, my dad not wanting to be left out wanted canned pears.  It's hump day for the workers, for the retirement group, just another day.

Zen eats under the light of a super moon

TRUMP WINS

Its all over but the shouting, the people have spoken.  Minorities and unpopular religions are fearful, and I've believed that "Make America great again" meant "Make America WHITE again" the hatred I've seen is now legitimate, time for me to change my post retirement.  May we all fight for our rights.  Time for a healthy bowl of pinapple.

My Letter of Resignation

From: xxxxxxxx@state.nm.us>
To: NMDWS-xxxxxxx@state.nm.us>
Cc: Martinez, S, GOV, GOV <S.Martinez@state.nm.us>
Sent: Thu, Sep 29, 2016 5:18 pm
Subject: Good bye

Ma I made Parole

After 28 ¼ years of service in the same building, it is with regret and excitement that I am retiring.  I have met many wonderful people since starting on June 27, 1988, and I will Miss driving down Lomas and watching the TIWA building appear like an Aztec Temple surrounded by parking lots

I will miss the people, the kids who visited and whom I saw grow up from a baby to a college student or a mom in some cases.  I will miss the comradery, the esprit de corps that used to unite us, the stories I overheard about your weekends that made me blush and decide to wear headphones when I was in FMB, the jovial laughter, the celebrations for birthdays, weddings, births, and in a few cases those that left this world far too early.

All my life when I heard bad news, I was told that when one door closes, another opens, and in my case, many doors are opening.  I am leaving sooner than I planned but I will be able to assist my parents so I can pay back the life and gifts I received from them.  If you think your kid is or was hard to raise, imagine what my parents had to go through with me.

Don’t be afraid to set sail for uncharted waters, God Bless you all, I hope you enjoyed the Danny V experience and understand I did my job to the best of my skills, it isn’t fun to say no, if you have hard feelings towards me, please understand that to quote my mentor Zaphod Beeblebrox “you don’t have Richard Nixon to kick around anymore”

Peace to you all, Chale on, it’s always darkest before the dawn, and Metallica forever

It was a blast

So long and thanks for all the fish

Thank you all for the experience of knowing you

 

Retirement in 14 days

I retire in 14 days, almost packed , no one in charge has said anything

Retire in 37 days

I'm done in 37 days, they will not fill my position,  same sob who forced me out now wants my help to justify position. And trump sux

I'm retiring

September 30 I retire and will enter a new chapter

Kitty Malogato died 120 days ago

I miss my kitty Malogato a lot, the DA is no position to blackmail

Soul crushing arches

Once again I am trying a fitness revolution trial.   This is the third year but I dropped out last year and I guess I was not alone.  The challenge is easier this year I'm we set our own goals. 

I've not taken to the cold snap.  ZEN the feral kitty is doing ok.  Still can't get her to come inside.  The other kitties that have appeared want to .  There is a new kitty that may have been abandoned who the other kitties don't like and runs at the first sight of humans.
The DA is still alive and I'm supposed to get paid tomorrow.   350.00 I'm promised.  But she is hiding now she was supposed to go to doctor and clinics to get food stamps.   She is usually a chatterbox about that stuff, and no call just a text she will call later.
Have I mentioned I really don't like my job and my self esteem is a minus 6.

Tuesday with the fat man

Well another holiday gone no more holidays till May today is January 19th and I'm a very sad panda. Did the weigh in weight at 249 wrote the orherof the stuff down but it didn't stick I didn't save it somehow anyway I'm mad at the world again I'm out of the DA the day supposed to get me money today but we'll see still haven't talked about what happened a couple weeks ago it still too painful when we today off to get a workout in and start my BMI is 1000006 I hope you're all doing fine I didn't sleep well but then again when do I. I saw Zen morning so this new black cat looks pregnant morning.  I hate everything about everything

Getting Old

Getting old really bites, I had a intervention of sorts yesterday, and it was revealing how the passage of time has left me unprepared for my golden years.  more to follow

Using a real fat man

My new found thought

I really hate it here, my place of employment.  I hate it's location.   I hate it's existence,  I hate about 7 people here.   I hate myself for allowing it to happen.   I hate it's elevation,  I hate it's mission.   I hate coming here.   I hate leaving here because I hate having to decompress to come back here.   I hate what it did to my soul. Funny I can leave at any time and work somewhere else.  I want to sleep 8nterest an exciting city but never venture outside. 

infected

CTB-LOCKER HAS GOT ME and my internet security is preventing downloading anything.
arrrrrr well have to get that worn on t\y screen removed

trying to post

I haven't had much luck writing from the bed .  My laptop is located on the bed. Much  has happened .  to keep me to post but never quite get around to it it's kind of strange trying to write something out laying down and I really don't have a way to do it's typing up I'm at work email to myself and paste onto the water whatever the app on the phone we'll see how it works with the spoken word. This will need much edit apparently i have a stammering problem.

Ambivalence and self-loathing in the southwest I

I haven’t posted in a while. The Ideas come to me at opportune moments in the sense I have an “ah Ha “moment and I rush to pen and paper; fade away before I can.  A moral failure of pastoral proportions, it is not unusall.  I am approaching 26 years at a job I really don’t like but I have liked many of the people that have come and gone since I started.  I can keep to myself, but I deliver goods and services with a dour expression that most find funny, but those who don’t are vocal. I also pay invoices. Hardly what I started to do, but fear of everything keeps me from pursuing other jobs.  I have a civil service job.  I am seen as a parasite on the tax payer.

I can’t blame anyone. It’s my own fault.  I often made comments many felt inappropriate.  I tried to instigate debate, purely for the sake of humor, and they wanted to do their job.  I had a few chats with supervisors, but I never said anything that would get me in trouble. The office chose to not promote me.  Looking back I think they tried to warn me, but full of self-importance I ignored them. I used to wonder if it was because I was a fat man, or a major disappointment.

I was competent at my job, but I really never liked it.  I did the minimum required in critical areas, and it was easier to leave me where I was at than to pursue moving me elsewhere for 20 years.  In an ironic way, almost all who had a problem with my attitude, left for greener pastures and excelled.  They worked hard, made things better, but were not “appreciated”.  The ones who didn’t leave were demoted, kept their pay, but moved to a smaller office where they consumed much excrement till they had enough time to retire.

I have enough service time, but made life decisions that drove me to move back home, and borrow against my pension to erase credit card debt.  It will take 4 years to pay off.  I will then max out my retirement package, 5 years short of qualifying for SSI.  Depressing eh?

As this is Musings of a fat man, perhaps I should state the current state of my immenseness, 5 years ago, (or is it 6) I was pushing 290.  I had a difference of opinion with a new supervisor; I was cast out of finance into a labor driven job with a taste of finance.   Got down to 250 through minimal effort and cutting out sugar.

I joined a fitness club, and tried my best but I had no idea what I was doing.  There was a contest to see who could lose the most weight.  I signed up with a trainer and spent almost 400.00.  Lost 20 pounds, unfortunately this happened before the first weigh in.  At the end of the contest I was down to 221.  Went down to barely getting into a XL, and a XXl looks too big on me.

I Haven’t done much since.   

Ambivalence and self-loathing in the southwest I

I haven't posted in a while. The Ideas come to me at opportune moments in the sense I have an "ah Ha "moment and I rush to pen and paper; fade away before I can. A moral failure of pastoral proportions, it is not unusual. I am approaching 26 years at a job I really don't like but I have liked many of the people that have come and gone since I started. I can keep to myself, but I deliver goods and services with a dour expression that most find funny, but those who don't are vocal. I also pay invoices. Hardly what I started to do, but fear of everything keeps me from pursuing other jobs. I have a civil service job. I am seen as a parasite on the tax payer.

I can't blame anyone. It's my own fault. I often made comments many felt inappropriate. I tried to instigate debate, purely for the sake of humor, and they wanted to do their job. I had a few chats with supervisors, but I never said anything that would get me in trouble. The office chose to not promote me. Looking back I think they tried to warn me, but full of self-importance I ignored them. I used to wonder if it was because I was a fat man, or a major disappointment.

I was competent at my job, but I really never liked it. I did the minimum required in critical areas, and it was easier to leave me where I was at than to pursue moving me elsewhere for 20 years. In an ironic way, almost all who had a problem with my attitude, left for greener pastures and excelled. They worked hard, made things better, but were not "appreciated". The ones who didn't leave were demoted, kept their pay, but moved to a smaller office where they consumed much excrement till they had enough time to retire.

I have enough service time, but made life decisions that drove me to move back home, and borrow against my pension to erase credit card debt. It will take 4 years to pay off. I will then max out my retirement package, 5 years short of qualifying for SSI. Depressing eh?

As this is Musings of a fat man, perhaps I should state the current state of my immenseness, 5 years ago, (or is it 6) I was pushing 290. I had a difference of opinion with a new supervisor; I was cast out of finance into a labor driven job with a taste of finance. Got down to 250 through minimal effort and cutting out sugar.

I joined a fitness club, and tried my best but I had no idea what I was doing. There was a contest to see who could lose the most weight. I signed up with a trainer and spent almost 400.00. Lost 20 pounds, unfortunately this happened before the first weigh in. At the end of the contest I was down to 221. Went down to barely getting into a XL, and a XXl looks too big on me.

I Haven't done much since.

Coming soon

Twenty Five years

 

I can now retire from my civil service job, can’t afford to retire, and I’m still a tub of goo, if I do 30 years I get a very generous package.

Swam to day stress from confrontation yesterday concerning ethics, angry woman, CYA policy and triple digit weather.