Ugh!


    If you have read my blogs in the past you know that in October I started training to be a dispatcher.  Well I tried my hand at it and I have decided that CAPCOM is not the place for me.  I didn’t pass my S.O.D (supervisor observation day).  I tried really hard but in my heart I know this is not the job for me.  I can;t do it!  You have to be soo quick with life and death decisions and my brain doesn’t work that way. 

    No hard feelings…..actually I feel really good.  I tried something completely new and out of the ordinary.  Not many people can say they have answered a 911 call, I can and it feels very cool.  It was a bad experience I went through things I thought I wouldn’t be able to.  Listening to someone be abused over the phone wasn’t fun neither was the time I listened to a woman yell at her kid so loud it made my ear hurt.  They weren’t fun to go through but on the other hand i helped those people…and that’s what felt good. 

    When it comes down to it you have to be very quick and able to multi task like a mad man.  Unfortunately for me the quickness and multi tasking thing were not on my side, if I could answer the phone on my time…you know every once in a while I would be fine.  The training and being able to see what goes on behind the scenes is something I’ll always carry with me.  The one thing I will be most appreciative about this experience is that now I know what Angela does !  I can relate with her on certain things that go on at work and now I can understand that after working a ten-hour shift at the call center it really does exhaust you physically without even having to get up.  So in the end, great life experience.

                                                                                            P.S. I need a job!

Knots in stomach not fun.


I applied to become a dispatcher for 911 a year ago. I was subjected to all the tests and interviews and ended up being approved for hire. Unfortunately I didn’t get the 90% that was needed to be hired the first round. So I was put into a pool of people to be hired, and since August of last year I have been told to call every month to see if or when I was up for hire. Twelve months of calling in and being told to call next month. Due to the “economic situation” it has taken this long, but I believe it has come to an end. A few weeks ago I was told they will be hiring sometime in October and that I am first on the list!

I have had this never ending knot in my stomach. It’s been so tough because where i am at right now financially is the ghetto and this job would be an upgrade to a gated community. Three time more than what I am making now I would make there. I need that. I feel like I work so hard for so little and I need out! I feel like I want to do something more important than serve coffee. I want to help people in need. I have been doing the coffee thing for four years now and I feel I have hit the plateau. I don’t want to make money for someone else anymore. I want to make money for me. I want real responsibility.

Owning a home is great!


So we have finally moved all of our things into our new house. It feels great! I never thought owning would be this great! We spent about two and a half hours at World Market picking things out for decorating our new home. Soo much fun! It helps that we both appreciate design. Bebop is totally loving his new found freedom the yard is giving him. He did try to dig to China yesterday which isn’t so good. But all on all great feeling.
So I installed not only the refridgerator but also the washer and dryer. Not completely by myself but under the supervision of my fiances father. It was really fun to do these somewhat macho things. It’s all new to me and it was nice to have male bonding time. I know that sounds kinda lame but I don’t care I had fun and I learned some things.

Big things poppin’


There are so many things happening right now.  I’m walking around our apartment trying to get some more things together for our move tomorrow.  Our move to the new house we bought.  This will be the last apartment I will ever live in.  It’s kind of weird because ever since I left home I have lived in an apartment.  I never thought I would be moving into a home.  I never thought I would be where I am now in my life two years ago.  I was crazy two years ago.  I didn’t care about anything myself or my life.  Now I have a fiance a dog and my own lawn.  I really like who I am now.