The Bearded Folk, and the VP
Monday, January 31, 2011
Friday, January 21, 2011
Cards to my chest
A new year, another month soon to be gone by, back to the reflective aspect of life.
You learn a lot from being around people, by how they carry themselves, how they act, what they say and the utmost, what they do. I have known quite a number of folks in my life, and from each of them I have learned things that keep me ahead of the game. Such as what not to say, or what not to do in specific company or to a specified person. Although I have warned people in the past what I do and do not tolerate, people seem to still tend to step over those boundaries consistently, and whether they are friends, family or whomever, I will make note of that and typically denounce it immediately on the spot. By what I've done for so many people, bending over backwards have the time just to help even a stranger out, I expect people to be willing enough to be patient with me when I'm frustrated, or be cohesive enough to understand when to just leave me be. I don't do this it for shits and giggles, I do it expecting that sometime in the future (while unlikely) when it comes time that I need help with something, that the action will be replicated and I won't even have to ask for assistance.
It's just a simple fact of life that the person who asks first is usually the last person to give, but I've done my best to be the reciprocal of that idea. Any of my friends, and any of my family members will tell you that no matter what time, day or situation, I would gladly be there to help. It started as early as high school, especially in JROTC, any kid that needed my help whether on a personal or professional level would always receive it. Even though time and time again I would get fucked over by that same person. I am truly forgiving, but I do not ever forget in the same sense.
Be well and Semper Fidelis,
Rob
You learn a lot from being around people, by how they carry themselves, how they act, what they say and the utmost, what they do. I have known quite a number of folks in my life, and from each of them I have learned things that keep me ahead of the game. Such as what not to say, or what not to do in specific company or to a specified person. Although I have warned people in the past what I do and do not tolerate, people seem to still tend to step over those boundaries consistently, and whether they are friends, family or whomever, I will make note of that and typically denounce it immediately on the spot. By what I've done for so many people, bending over backwards have the time just to help even a stranger out, I expect people to be willing enough to be patient with me when I'm frustrated, or be cohesive enough to understand when to just leave me be. I don't do this it for shits and giggles, I do it expecting that sometime in the future (while unlikely) when it comes time that I need help with something, that the action will be replicated and I won't even have to ask for assistance.
It's just a simple fact of life that the person who asks first is usually the last person to give, but I've done my best to be the reciprocal of that idea. Any of my friends, and any of my family members will tell you that no matter what time, day or situation, I would gladly be there to help. It started as early as high school, especially in JROTC, any kid that needed my help whether on a personal or professional level would always receive it. Even though time and time again I would get fucked over by that same person. I am truly forgiving, but I do not ever forget in the same sense.
Be well and Semper Fidelis,
Rob
Wednesday, January 12, 2011
Tuesday, January 4, 2011
For Me Momma
Even though sometimes places like this one can get the best of you, you find to cherish the simple things, like getting to talk to my mom when she wakes up about whatever and hearing that my family is doing well without me around. Being away has sparked new life in me, new opportunity, and most importantly, has given me back my ability to think smarter, not harder. Having all those bills and debts, and not having a way to pay them off effectively began to take it's toll on not only my mind, but in a sense my freedom to be worry free. Now that they are gone it has lifted quite the burden off of my shoulders and allowed me to move on to my next financial downfall.
Hopefully going to take the Border Patrol test soon after I get home from here, cracking open another door to possibility of finding a somewhat career that best suits me, and because it is a federal job, it will allow me to rate a pension after 16 years of service; always a plus. The other possibility that has been running around my head is going back into the military, but I won't allow myself to do that again while I'm single, if it is to happen, I would only do it if I am happily married. Have always been intrigued by the Army Special Forces community, and with enough hard work and dedication to physically improving myself to be adaptable to that work life again, I'm 100% sure I could do it.
Turning 24 this year, and I feel like I have done so much, but not so much that has secured a decent future for me and my potential family. This drives me nuts sometimes, because I try to enjoy now, but I'm one of those people that has to make sure that everything will go right in the future as well. Sometimes those two things are quite conflicting, but I find a way to make shit work for me.
Off to the gym.
Semper Fidelis,
Rob
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