Seriously Serious

Before I rant I want to plug my amigo Matt's new non-profit: Free Kick!

It is a really cool idea for soccer lovers all around the world. Take a minute to check it out.

Now on to something I noticed and pondered today while I was at work.

It is really funny to me how some of the women I work with are constantly speed-walking through the hallways to each other's offices. I have always enjoyed working with women in an office-type situation. Women are very hard workers. One thing I have noticed after working in predominantly women employed businesses, however, is the intensity at which many women work. 

I notice that I feel like many of the women I have worked with force themselves to prove their metal constantly. Maybe its because I'm a guy and they want me to feel like they are just as good or better at what they do then I am, (and boy are they!) but either way the women I have worked with tend to become speedy stress-balls. Always jetting from place to place on a serious mission from God even if its to ask to go out to lunch. 

Often, the women I have worked with create chaos in order to maintain their environment of stress because perhaps they work best in a stressful environment. I assume the male counterpart would be fear. A unbalanced male manager would ensure that his subordinates are afraid to loose their job, while an unbalanced female manager would create chaos to the point that an employee would forfeit their job. I don't know. All I know is that after a while I have learned to sift through what is important to stress about, and what to completely blow off. 

The man's secret to cohabitation: pick your battles. 

Obviously this is just based on my own experience, and says nothing about how I feel about having woman superiors... Yet I find it so interesting that I have had very few male managers and co-workers in my life.

In other news, I am now a proud owner of a 2002 Honda Civic. It is an awesome grandma car with a luxurious champagne paint-job. A commuters dream. Even though I only drive 20mi. to work it still makes life more interesting. Now I can visit my friends who live farther then 10mi away without wondering if I will make it home. 

And here is a more meaningful and artistic picture.

The Eagle has Landed

It has been a few weeks. So much has changed! As a quick update, as I am at work, I have a job! It is so cool/funny how it all worked out. I emailed a friend's boss who I met about a year ago. She owns three companies so I figured what the hell... Sure enough after about 3 weeks of job searching, suit buying, and interviewing I met with Frederique Georges at the Ohana Cafe.

Freddie is a saleswoman. A talker. I think she told me the history of her companies, the latest gossip in the office, and what my job would be in the 10 minutes we had before we ordered our breakfast. For a brilliant businesswoman, as she is, she is not intimidating to me, and unlike many other business owners I have known and met she is a comfortable presence. Lucky for me, I'm her new Executive Assistant.

So even though she doesn't know I'm writing a blog at work, albeit it IS my lunch break for the record, she gives me plenty to do. If you want to see my company's website click here. I am happy about this job. I really dig the commute, seriously its awesome. I drive to La Palma and that means it is the opposite of traffic both ways. So not only do I get the advantage of driving on a wide open freeway, I get the pleasure of watching all the poor commuters going the opposite direction sit in a parking lot at 7:30am. I don't believe in karma, but I have a feeling I'll get mine for that.

Anyhow. I will do my best to continue writing amidst the new business of the 8-5 life. Leslie and I are doing really well, and we are happily adjusting to the new schedule that we both have.

Life is really awesome right now. I feel like I'm living it instead of being trapped between avoiding it and living it. I am living.

Also, to celebrate life, this Saturday I am going to risk mine. I am going skydiving for my friend Brian Crain's birthday, which was a few week ago. So if this is my last blog the answer is no. You cannot preserve my brain in hopes that one day it can be implanted in your head. Seriously, leave my brain alone.