2003-02-19 - 11:04 p.m.

Today In Jimmy

It has been a while since I have updated my diary.  It is not hat I have not wanted to, I just have not had the time.  I have been going in to work early and leaving late.  Looks like we are making some progress. The idea was that we would show up an hour early and do training with the new boss and the other new guy. The guys in my department are supposed to teach them everything we know.

So this past Monday when I came in I made them get up and listen to me.  I tracked them down and made them learn.  No one else seemed to be taking any action, not even my new boss.  There is so much to learn and all of it is boring.  I try to spice it up, but it is hardly possible.

My coworkers just sat around waiting for someone to do something.  It was driving me crazy.  If we have to be there early lets make it productive.  My new boss appreciated it and made a point to tell our president who also thanked me.  Let's just get it done.

The new, new guy I like very much.  He is Indian (from India) and is a very spiritual man.  I liked him the moment I met him and the more I know about him the better I like him.  He and his wife are followers of a certain Hindu holy man.  I know his name, but I doubt I could spell it.

I left work around 6 o'clock this evening so I could make it to my acting class.  Traffic was light and I got there about 15 minutes early.  I was the first one there so I talked for a while to the instructor.  He is a great guy, very easy going.  Next came Sue and I was finally able to ask her questions about other improv classes she has taken.  Then came the others.  Pretty much the same crowd from last week.  I think our class is down to only 8 people now.  The other people have seemingly dropped it.

We played some more games.  They were hard to do but fun.  The rules are getting more complicated, but we have really warmed up to each other now and the scenes we make up are starting to flow better.

After the class I went over to one of my favorite pizza restaurants and ate my favorite sandwich.  It is an Italian sub sandwich served warm with melted cheese.  Oh my gosh it was good.  It always is.

Last night when I got home from work I talked to my good friend Joel for a while.  I am starting to worry about him.  He is engaged to a really great woman who has very strong ideas about everything.  I think she has talked him into becoming a carpenter.  I asked him if he would like to do that sort of work and he paused for a long time before answering in a vague way.

Joel knows he is a submissive sort.  He has always wanted someone to make him do all the stuff he will not do on his own.  I don't know how well this is going to work out for him.  I need to talk to him about it, but I so rarely see him in person these days.  Probably in our next conversation we can talk about it.  It usually works best when I just bring the subject up and let him explain it to me.  That is all it takes to bring up the flaws in the plan.

I am sure he would be a good carpenter.  He is a very talented man. But I get the feeling he does not have his heart in it.

After I hung up with Joel I called Trevor to wish him a happy birthday. I was so tired and wanted to go to bed, but once we start talking it is hard to hang up.  He was very funny and a lot more open than normal.  He surprised me by telling me that he believes that one day his ego is going to be his downfall.  He does not want that to happen so he is trying to learn to be less egotistical now.

He does have a big ego.  I hardly can offer any advice on curbing the ego.  I have been trying myself and it is going to be a lifelong battle.  Hell, if I look back at this diary entry how many times do I use the word "I"?  A lot.  It is very difficult for me to word a sentence without using the ubiquitous pronoun.

Trevor turned 22 yesterday.  He says that it is kind of depressing. Turning 21 is like an accomplishment. Turning 22 is just getting older.  He is pretty much right.  The next decade is one of the most unremarkable.

I called my friend Erica today to wish her a happy birthday.  I got her machine and left a long, rambling message.  I miss her.  She lives in College Town and she and I go through long periods of time without contact with each other.  Then suddenly there is a flurry of interaction.  We both trust that it will work out and the other will be there when needed.

Ok.  Time for bed now.

Jimmy
 

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