Tuesday, July 13, 2004

Well, I'm working again.

I wish that I could say I landed a sweet job and am now being employed on the basis of my great college education, but alas, I seem to have my golden boy switch turned to the "off" position in matters of "good" employment. I mean, digging out water meters and replacing #$%^-ups, as they are affectionately referred to by my supervisor, wasn't exactly what I had in mind when I pursued a bachelor's degree in "media arts studies." But, I've had pounded into me quite relentlessly the point that, in this day and age, real-world skills mean much, much more than a crummy liberal arts degree. And I'm getting some skills at that. I can shovel, retrieve tools for my chain-smoking, obscenity-wheeling supervisor, and I've deepened my ability to ponder the mysteries of life as I watch the water leveler tear down the dirt at the foundation of the house. Good thing I have a driver's license though, that gives me a one up on most of the Mexicans who work for the same company, I get to drive the truck everyonce in awhile. If only I could speak Spanish now...