1.30.2003

Preparing for war



This woman in my office freaked me the fuck out the other day. She is
incredibly anti-Bush and I've always felt that the venomous words she spews
at the Republican party were so one-sided that she was unable to think with
much common sense. You know a person like this, the kind that is completely
unable to see an opinion that differs from their own.

Well, even though I agree with many of the things she has to say, her
inability to rationally consider a different opinion had generally caused me
to write her off and ignore everything she had to say. She's a 40 y.o. SWF
who lives in a house full of pet rabbits and we can say just doesn't get out
much. But when she told me about her 'war contingency plans' I really
started to think about this shit.

She told me that she goes to her parents house every other weekend to help
them haul groceries into their basement where they have slowly stockpiled
water, canned vegetables, batteries, candles, generators, radios, etc..
etc... She makes the case that while we still have income, we should be
spending our money on the sorts of things we will need when this war starts
and our economy really goes down hill.

I only thought that people with farms in Nebraska where nobody gives a shit
were the ones who did this sort of thing. Maybe I'm the only one who hasn't
really thought about this in a while, but our generation has never really
seen the effects of a 'real' war on our economy. I have no idea what it
would actually be like, but I remember hearing during WWII that unemployment
was at something like 35-45%. That's a lot of people without jobs!

How many people do you know are preparing for war? I only know one, but I
think we oughta start thinking about that shit.

-c

CD of the moment: United Future Organization - "V"

1.24.2003

chess games with the man

So the chess game begins........


Waiting for bossman to respond to my verbal request to see if I was
overlooked for the promotion, I sent an e-mail asking again. Since I sent
the e-mail he has absolutely and completely ignored me. I mean to the point
where he will stand next to me and talk to everyone around me.

I just laugh it off though because this is starting to get good. Our
company is teamed up with a minority firm to do a big masterplan project for
a local college, and this older african-american architect has taken it upon
himself to take an interest in how the younger black architects in the
office are doing, etc.... So when he could sense something was wrong, he
took me out to lunch and we talked about it.

Without me knowing, he goes to the president of the company to talk about
the situation............. and the president already knew about it. So I
think my boss is covering his bases, because I'm cool with the big dawg.
All the while completely ignoring me. This has been going on for 3 weeks
now.

As I look across the chess board, I'm planning what my next move should be.
I'm thinking at this point a formal request to sit down with me would piss
him off, but it would make him sit down and tell me to my face why he didn't
give the promotion which I'm assumming he doesn't want to do. I have my
cover letters done and am redoing my resume now, just in case this fool
wants to act ignorant.

I'm definitely trying to leave no matter what, but I'll leave letting these
MF"s know not to fuck with folks. I have to be careful because I can't
financially afford to be without a job at this point, so I'm just rocking
the boat a little, but only as a prelude to jumping ship and joining a
different crew.

-c

CD of the moment: Brother Jack McDuff - "Moon Rappin'"

1.14.2003

thoughts on 2002 & 2003

Well, it’s finally a new year.  I don’t know about you, but 2002 was rather

shitty for me. I suppose I’ve had worse years in my life, but when looking
back at where I was at the end of 2001 compared to where I’m at now….. It
caused a minor alarm in my head. I realized that I hadn’t really grown much
or taken anything to the next level: mentally, emotionally, socially,
professionally or personally. I spent 2002 waiting for some shit to happen
to me.

I figured, I’m educated, I’m single, I’m smart, I work hard, I give spare
change and cigarettes to homeless people, bartenders give me free drinks, I
get into clubs for free, I pay my bills on time, I give up my seat for old
ladies, and I’ve traveled the world, so it’s time for people to recognize
that shit and reward my ass. I honestly thought that it was time to reap
the benefits of everything I’ve done in my life and I sat back and was
waiting for it to happen.

I’m still waiting.

I probably would’ve continued to wait had I not received the swift kicks in
the ass I’ve received thus far during the virgin era of 2003.

First, my professional life: There are a group of 9 people in our firm that
are all basically at the same level. Last year we were all named to be
associates. This year 8 were named to be Senior associates. The only
person not given the promotion: Curtis. None of them have as much
experience as me, only half of them have their Masters degree like me, I am
closer to becoming licensed than any of them and none of them works much
harder than anyone else. We all work hard. So when asked why I wasn’t
given the promotion, bossman said he didn’t remember who did or didn’t
receive one and he would ‘check on it’. Well a follow up e-mail and two
weeks later, I can only presume he’s still ‘checking on it’.

To make a long story short, I’m sure he didn’t expect me to call him on it
and he knows that he can’t give me a reason why I wouldn’t receive it, so
now he’s ignoring me. And now, the act to constructively reduce my role on
projects has increased and the communication level with the new ‘Senior
Associates’ has increased on his part. Fucking shady ass shit. So I’m
trying to bounce. The worst part is that now the seed has been planted and
you can see it in the swagger of people who now act like they are somehow
better than you all of a sudden. “Hoe, don’t you remember you were working
on my project and fucking it up just two months ago??” I really don't want
to believe that it's because I'm the only black in my studio. I really
don't. I would hope that I would be recognized for my skills and abilities,
but it has become more apparent than ever that you have to play 'the game'.
Anyway, if you know someone who is hiring, let me know. I don't have to
deal with this bullshit.

My next kick in the ass came from a conversation with a good friend who
basically made me realize that women will eventually move on and find
someone else if I don’t make them the #1 and only women in my life. My
problem is that I’ve always believed that I could always have any of my
ex-girlfriends if I ever decided to be with one of them. They’ll always be
there for me to come back to if I let them know that I’m serious about them.
Most of the time in my experience, it’s been true, so I didn’t believe it
was my ego. I ALWAYS got the girl in the end….. ALWAYS. So I didn’t see it
coming when it became apparent that was no longer the case.

Nowadays women hold you to a standard and give you some “Marry me or fuck
off” type vibe. I really have a difficult time understanding this. How can
you go from wanting to spend the rest of your life with someone to
completely eliminating that person from your life forever in a matter of 5
minutes? The other light bulb that has gone off in my head is that I’ve
learned to appreciate sex. I know this because I’ve been hanging out with
this little moriqua for the past few months, and I ain’t trying to fuck……..
I NEVER thought I’d see the day when I wouldn’t try to fuck.

Never.

I want to believe that it is because I can’t see anything between us being
long term so why even start down that path when all that is going to happen
is broken hearts, difficult conversations, and a bad taste about me left in
the mouth of a good person. On the other hand, it could be that I just want
things to be easy and I don’t have the energy to deal with the drama that
women bring into things once you start giving them the isness. God forbid
they want to stop giving it to you to ‘teach you a lesson’, then tell you
that they really WANT to have sex with you, but now they’re not sure if they
should or not….. I'm too old to play the fucking games.

On the social front, I miss my friends. None of my good friends are in
Chicago, so it makes it difficult to be active socially. Sure I get invited
to parties and stuff in the Chi, but I don’t really want to hang out with
any of these people because they are already at a disadvantage. I feel like
there is no one I can meet that is going to know me like the friends I
already have know me, so what’s the point. I have a core group of friends
that isn’t going anywhere and I don’t need many more than that. Every once
in a while you meet someone you click with and that’s cool, but rare.
Therefore, most of the time I don’t take on very many new friends which
makes it hard to hang out. Without an accomplice it makes it difficult to
meet women because you go from being someone hanging out with a friend to
being the lonely guy in the club by himself. I think that creeps women out
a bit.

I thought I missed my friends to the point that I believed they would be the
reason I should move away from Chicago. But after going out to DC and
hanging out with them for New years week I realized that I need a better
reason than them to move back across the country. This has nothing to do
with how much I love them, but I haven’t been out there for like four years.
Folks have moved on, people have their own individual lives now, raising
babies, nurturing marriages, new friends etc.. I am clearly not a part of
these things, and I shouldn’t be. So I’ve accepted that my friends are my
friends, and they’ll be there forever, but I shouldn’t use them as a means
to dictate where I’ll be.

Lastly, I received my authorization to take the architectural licensing
exam, and that has been my focus as of late so if I have seemed distant, I
have been. Just trying to work everything out so that 2003 can be one to
remember. Sitting back and waiting for things to happen is not the way to
do things in 2003. You gotta get out there and create your own damn
opportunities because no one is going to give you a damn thing.

Cheers to making shit happen in 2003.

-c

CD of the moment: James Brown – “The Big Payback”