emit_remmus

We need to stop being thinkers and just learn to do it. Sometimes I can do this, but I want to feel secure other times.

I'm in the same boat as you man, shes maybe 4 years older than me and has worked there along time, and I like my work because of her and a few others; if they weren't there, I'd probably find the job stressful and boring. Here are our options: 1) Continue the current relations as work mates by simply working with each other 2) Carry friendly relations outside of work by simply taking a break together 3) Pursue romantic relations by asking her out to dinner The worst that could happen is she will giggle or look at funny if she says no to you. My fault is analyzing the situation in the first place, and I believe I made a mistake tonight, but lets talk about your situation in your thread.

I'd like to stay situated and graduate at the school I'm attending right now and I don't have the money to move. I'm just starting to get situated here.

First, what is success? Is it relative? Is it financial? Is it contacts? Is it sexual and reproductive? In inference to where I inhabit and adapting to my habitat, that is the South, which is full of Caucasion Christians.

Living in the South, would I be more successful if I was a devout Christian shooting for the business world?

I'm going to just emphasize how much I hate it when little children younger than me who aren't even in high school yet, are just as tall as me or taller than me. Its even worse when I see someone the same age as me or older, my height, the thoughts flowing through my head express discrimination against their height, so thats what I look like to others, silly. Just the insecurity it brings you is just as bad, being that it is a psychological battle inside. Do you ever feel that when people are laughing, they are laughing at you? It was worse for me back in high school, even now, it still creeps up on me, and I fear its getting worse with the notion of girls talking behind my back. From what I've learned and experienced girls do talk and share information about men and their daily affairs with men. The curiosity of what they may be saying about me or if they're saying anything about me at all looms over me. Its hard not caring with indifference anymore when you've reached a low point in life where you are alone psychologically, but when with close friends you care about nothing because of the bond you share with them and the companionship and satisfaction of knowing you share common interests. Success is hard to come by when height dampers your motivation to be successful. Why should I even apply for that or this job when everyone that works there is nice and tall? Why should I ask such and such girl out when she is much taller than me? The motive to even put forth the effort and try to attain success dwindles, but what exactly is success? Is it material and sexual? Or can it be within the self? The least and most horrible circumstance would be for me to die with obesity at youth, but why would I want to live longer with my height in the first place if I hate it so? I want to live long and forever for a chance to have success. Success does make the man, and I have a no motivation other than selfish and survival motive.

Because being 5'2 and the same height as some children, when I'm 19 and they're maybe 12, really brings me down. It brings me down when I see these tall guys running the track, towering over girls, and I'm the same height as the girls. It sucks when I'm standing next to these tall guys too. I may not act like it bothers me or makes me insecure because I hide it with humor, but sometimes it gets me, especially when friends and people call me nicknames like shotty, little "namehere", shorty, and kiddo. It brings me down when this 5'7 girl seems like she's into me, but won't go out with me for some reason. Its even more suck when some girls ask me how tall am I and hows it like being short or if I liked being short. What the heck kind of question is that? Its making me not want to put any effort in meeting girls anymore. Clubbing is a big chore because I'm out trying to find girls my height to dance with. Everythings big in Texas except for me.

Exactly what happened to me a couple days ago. I was sent to work at the other restaurant because they needed help. It was my first time working there and being a waiter too. None of the managers spoke English, all Chinese. I didn't really know what to do, and the other employees seemed busy. I got a little help and started getting the hang of it after I dropped a plate of food on the main floor.

Even if you know it you could still teach it.

In university: I did all of those things my freshmen year, and I had fun. I didn't do anything sophomore year, I guess because I was let down by my expectations of hoping to have a lasting relationship and many other reasons. I kind of gave up on people last semester because I was too worried about myself. I can go from being totally loud and out going to a quiet loner. I started becoming a quiet loner in the middle of sophomore year. But I can do anything if I feel like it, and I don't know if I feel like it right now because of too many things I know would happen, or atleast I think I do. Though I know I'm content right now.

I'm a cashier/host on training, and I feel like I got it down. Still, the manager tries to make sure I'm doing everything right, and she sometimes even jumps in my way while I'm getting ready to do whatever what she's doing. I have a little trouble when she stands there watching me, so it makes it a little harder to do my job.

hah i got it all.

From a classroom of 300 or to one of 30, whats a good way to meet girls? I was thinking wouldn't it be awkward to sit right next to them because it would seem like an invasion of their space.

I do believe in a mixture of beliefs, but I don't believe I'll be going into a Christian heaven or hell. hmmm, What is a Buddhist funeral like?

I was thinking I could die anytime, and if I do die, what would my funeral be like. I ask this because my mom believes I still believe in her religion, and I tell her this to make things go easy. Although, my dad knows otherwise. Now I don't like the beliefs in her religion, and if I were to die, my funeral would probably be done through her church, which makes me feel uncomfortable at the moment. Then again, I don't know what my funeral would be like. I haven't even picked my song yet, but I have been thinking I would either want to be buried in another country, not America, or be cremated, be buried in some ancient pagan kind of ritual. A nice big tomb, like that of a king's, would be nice too. I know, its kind of a dark thread, but I went to a funeral today, and it was sad, for both the person and the beliefs that carry with that person. Well from my point of view. But thats another topic. Just what is an aethiest's funeral like?

I'm going to be a poor happy archaeologist.

I think I got a job! I came in, wearing a quiksilver t-shirt and jeans with one rip at the knee, to apply at a local Chinese restaurant. I was introduced to the boss, who spoke hardly any English. We sat at a table, and he made a few phone calls. Moments later, he puts me on the phone with another boss at the other local Chinese restaurant. Next thing after that, the lady on the phone tells me to come to the store tonight at 6 to begin training as a cashier, and that we'll talk about salary later. This is what bugs me, I don't try with any effort but I get the job or I think I did. I'm happy anyway.

The past sophomore fall semester was so new to me because I was out on my own working a lot, and I just moved in by myself. Most of my friends in college still depended on their parents for money, but I was on a different boat. I feel like I've grown distant from them, and I miss my friends right now. How do I get my friends back?

Man, I hate interviews. I'm going to take a little break on job hunting for now, I'm beat. Atleast, I'm not going to drink this bottle of Jack Daniels until I get a job.

Awesome!! I just came back from the Starbucks interview tonight, and they said to come in for a second 20-40 minute interview Tuesday. She said the assistant manager is going to ask specific questions about customer service. How should I answer these questions specifically?

I'm a guy, and I wear tight clothing because its easier to work out in. It feels like I'm not wearing any clothes at all, and its easier for me to move around in. You know, like a superhero. I don't bother with the ladies because they're just there to do their thing and they probably don't want anything either because they're all sweaty. If I could work out naked I would.

Barnes and Nobles just called me up for an interview tomorrow!!

Are you talking about work study?

Oh I see, so should I ask if the manager is in first before I fill out an application?

What gets me is, in the past, I've been hired on the spot, when I wasn't even looking for a job. For example, I was clothes shopping, I was chatty with the cashier girl, and she offered me a job. I took it, all I had to do was come in and fill out the paperwork, but unfortunately I had to leave for summer. I'm still wondering if I could go back and get that job. At another job, I just came into a restaurant and asked for an application, but they didn't have any. I just put my name and number on a piece of receipt paper, and the manager asked me to come in for an interview the next day. I got that job as a driver, but it was horrible on my car.