Saturday March 1 2014

Tim Biskup[i]

Waking up at 10:50 a.m.

As I'm about to pour a bowl of Strawberry Honey Bunches of Oats I discover the almond milk that I have is bad. This is the second time this has happened. I eat what I can and gulp down some fresh squeezed Orange Juice. Little do I know this minor catastrophe will be a bad omen for the rest of my day.

All day shift at China Wok.

Fiberful Peanut Butter Chocolate Granola Bar.

Peanut Butter Naan Bread. Honey Black Tea.

Nothing is in my favor. It's one of those days where it feels like I could be making the same money simply sitting down and doing nothing. I keep getting stuck with crappy deliveries. But really, almost everyone is pinching pennies today. The rhythm of tips have been: stiff, 1 dollar, 2 dollar, stiff, 1 dollar, 2 dollar, stiff-1-2, stiff-1-2, and so it goes. I see so much ignorance I can't stand it. I conjure up any negative adjective I can think of but when you get down to it the word "shitty" describes it best. Everything about my job is becoming annoyingly predictable. I keep experiencing it as a struggle but the disciplined part of me wants to see it as a challenge to improve myself, to practice patience, and to learn to tame this temperament.


In light of all the bad energy and bad luck it's caused me to really reconsider keeping this job. This job has run it's course and run dry I feel. I've hit the bottom of the Chinese food chain. There's nowhere else to go. I've already mastered the craft of delivery driving. There's no more room for promotion. It's not like I'm gonna be the manager of China Wok in the future. It's run by the Chinese family and that will never change. If I choose to stay working as a delivery driver then that is what I'll always be. It's definitely been a fairly lucrative job compared to the majority of work around here. So for that I am grateful. But if I want to buy a house or build a studio then I need a new career.

Mixed Nuts with Raisins.

Ana wanted to talk for a bit so I call her while driving on a long run. She describes her uncomfortable experience at the mall, a place she does not frequent, and how she didn't want to be in close proximity with anybody.

Ana: "I feel like I've been judging people today."

Me: "Yeah! I've been judging all day!"

After a whopping 12 hours of work I finally resign to my room.

Mongolian Chicken with Mixed Vegetables.

Watching What Just Happened? (2008).

Settling down and trying to decompress.

Sleep at 3:30 a.m.

[i] Tim Biskup.

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