Invited Concerns

Salvador Dali

This week, I had my share of invited concerns due to unilateral wonders but this is how life begins again. I finished my first full week at work today and what I learned is that; making 300+ calls can’t be that bad. Now, being hung up isn’t the nicest feeling, but the predictability of its nature becomes second nature. “Hi, who would I be able to speak to about an ad for ‘X’ high school?” The start of the script is the hardest, because if you loose the beginning, the middle, and the end has no structure. I have worked all my life, and for the most part, I know that working Manuel labor is only for an odd job. Lifting crazy weights and allowing the sweat the drop from your eyebrow is not the ideal sense of occupation for me.

I am all about communication and even if calling these numbers, dance in repetition – it’s pretty obvious this position is in my niche! I know where I am and this field will work well for me. I work with all women and being the only man in a room full of women, makes no difference. The people are nice but for the most part, we are all concerned about pitching calls so that businesses purchase some products for the school.

Now that I have returned to the workforce, my communication has become shrunk to pieces of a letter I intend on writing. All of my codes are welcomed into the system because I have to start somewhere right? Also, as Miss X famously would declare: “MONEY IN DA BANK”! God, knows I need the money, and since the check won’t be disappointing its worth the calls and early mornings. The mornings are the worst part, but I did not realize how much those energy boosters work! Without energy, I am dissolved to very little.  Haha…I need the RUSH!

The mornings are the worst part but I did not realize how much those energy boosters work! Without energy, I am dissolved to very little.

I have turned into scripts made of ache and change and that is a part of life. CHANGES, CHANGES, CHANGES!

Dismissed=iPhone 4, makes communication so much more difficult. I am a social junkie, and while I don’t like spending hours upon mentions on the internet, it was nice to have a load of information in your hands. BUT I’m having to go without for a while, which won’t be too long, but using a keyboarded phone isn’t the worst. It’s just an adjustment for a time, and these are only some of the details of vacancy.

As many things crashed. I was accelerated with emotion knowing my favorite Aunt passed away. I am going to dedicate a blog to her passing after she is buried, as it is too heavy for me to acknowledge at this moment. I feel a sense of relief just releasing some of these inhibitions, one thing that is for certain: Weekends have totally different meanings when you are working and when you spend your time following a flow. Hence, why I am up and alive due to the awakening of some of these invited concerns!

Summarized Notion For Thought: You should not feel like a radio, programming the stations that frequent the waves! Who wants to tune in then? Regardless of sensitive letters and tones of frustration; we are tracked by our respect and mutual understanding!