So I figured that I would take the time today to explain the title of this blog “It’s Just Another Day”. As I began the creation process of selecting my templates and preferences for this blog website I got to the question of giving your site a title. Damn, it was going well up to this point. I know I shouldn’t be stressing over a title but I want it right the first time. So here I am thinking about titles, what reflects my blog, what reflects me, what tells a little about these writing, what would attract people to want to read, etc… I finally settled on “It’s Just Another Day” because it tells the reader that I’ll be writing about my daily activities and how I feel about these days that I’ve been living through.
If the title gives you the feeling that I’m a bit disenchanted with my life at this time you would be 100% correct. It’s been a long two years of unemployment and the economic prospective is not upbeat. So as I go through each day I realize as it ends that I have accomplished very little. This attitude is compounded each day and I’ve developed into a very lackadaisical person. I have started writing this blog to give myself a little positive movement; in a way I feel that with each entry I have accomplished something for the day. As insignificant as that sounds it really means a lot to me to have that sense of accomplishment each day.
The Blue Folders
I last left off my two year flash back with word that I was getting laid off. The fateful day was Thurday, my officemate JL and I spent the better part of Tuesday and Wednesday burning our files and intellectual property to CD. Now I’m sure you’re thinking 2 days, why so long. Well for two reasons, first, we only had one CD burner that we had to share and second, both of us were with the company eight years. During this eight year stint I managed to accumulate close to 8 gig of materials on projects that I worked on. I’m a bit of an electronic pack rat and being in the Information Technology department I pretty much had unlimited access to disk space. JL was in the same boat as myself but probably carried a bit more than 8 gig of materials. As we spent these two days burning files to CD’s we keep a very low profile because we didn’t want to arouse any suspicion that the ax was about to drop. Wednesday night before we left JL and I decide to come into work on the late side Thursday morning.
It’s 10am on Thursday morning and I pull into the parking lot but don’t see JL’s car so I decide to enter the building. Blue folders, blue folders everywhere, each person that I pass in the hallway has this dreary look on their face and is carrying a blue folder. So this is my fate today the infamous blue folder. I get to my office and within 5 minutes JL arrives we whisper to each other our observations. I stepped out of the office to get some tea for myself and as I return the HR representative is getting JL and escorting him away. I sit in my office staring out the window and thinking that this really sucks. My dear friend and colleague is getting the axed and any minute it will be my turn to get that escort to the guillotine. Ten minutes later JL returns with the HR representative who asks me to follow him. As I walk behind him through the halls I notice more blue folder carriers and no one, absolute no one is making eye contact as they pass me in the hallway. As I enter the office I notice my boss is sitting at a round table and I take a seat opposite him and the HR representative is seated on my right. And there in the middle of the table is a blue folder with my name neatly type along the label.
If the title gives you the feeling that I’m a bit disenchanted with my life at this time you would be 100% correct. It’s been a long two years of unemployment and the economic prospective is not upbeat. So as I go through each day I realize as it ends that I have accomplished very little. This attitude is compounded each day and I’ve developed into a very lackadaisical person. I have started writing this blog to give myself a little positive movement; in a way I feel that with each entry I have accomplished something for the day. As insignificant as that sounds it really means a lot to me to have that sense of accomplishment each day.
The Blue Folders
I last left off my two year flash back with word that I was getting laid off. The fateful day was Thurday, my officemate JL and I spent the better part of Tuesday and Wednesday burning our files and intellectual property to CD. Now I’m sure you’re thinking 2 days, why so long. Well for two reasons, first, we only had one CD burner that we had to share and second, both of us were with the company eight years. During this eight year stint I managed to accumulate close to 8 gig of materials on projects that I worked on. I’m a bit of an electronic pack rat and being in the Information Technology department I pretty much had unlimited access to disk space. JL was in the same boat as myself but probably carried a bit more than 8 gig of materials. As we spent these two days burning files to CD’s we keep a very low profile because we didn’t want to arouse any suspicion that the ax was about to drop. Wednesday night before we left JL and I decide to come into work on the late side Thursday morning.
It’s 10am on Thursday morning and I pull into the parking lot but don’t see JL’s car so I decide to enter the building. Blue folders, blue folders everywhere, each person that I pass in the hallway has this dreary look on their face and is carrying a blue folder. So this is my fate today the infamous blue folder. I get to my office and within 5 minutes JL arrives we whisper to each other our observations. I stepped out of the office to get some tea for myself and as I return the HR representative is getting JL and escorting him away. I sit in my office staring out the window and thinking that this really sucks. My dear friend and colleague is getting the axed and any minute it will be my turn to get that escort to the guillotine. Ten minutes later JL returns with the HR representative who asks me to follow him. As I walk behind him through the halls I notice more blue folder carriers and no one, absolute no one is making eye contact as they pass me in the hallway. As I enter the office I notice my boss is sitting at a round table and I take a seat opposite him and the HR representative is seated on my right. And there in the middle of the table is a blue folder with my name neatly type along the label.
