A shift in life

I was a little MIA last week for the few that read me.

I've had some recent revelations in my life and one was that I really no longer enjoy my current job.

That's really all it is right now. A job.

I really do like what I do. I just no longer enjoy the company.

I handle communication to 15 vessels (currently) regarding guests with ADA/disability needs.

In case you haven't been to the Department of Justice sight for ADA, it's not an easy thing. There's a lot to know. It's more than just coding and manifesting intake forms into a spreadsheet and manifesting the ships. There is a lot (no exaggeration) to know when it comes to the ADA and what will make you look like the law abiding company and what will have your ass in a lawsuit faster than Lindsey Lohan can check into rehab to avoid jail again.

Beyond the DOJ website, there is also the Department of Transportation which has their own set of rules as to how the ADA applies to cruise passenger vessels.

With that in mind, I've been feeling underpaid and under appreciated after 9 years. After all, the other part of my job is to put out the fires when another department makes promises regarding said ADA applicability to my vessels when that information is wrong.

Another part of my job is even more unpleasant and I had to do that part of my job today.

I made someone scream and cry and feel helpless. I had to tell someone that their comfort therapy dog was not allowed on board the cruise they were scheduled to take in 15 days because it no longer meets the definition of a service animal according to the newly enhanced definition of a service animal recently released by the DOJ.

It's work not personal, yeah? Then why did I feel like a steamy pile? I didn't make these rules, but I have to enforce them on my vessels.

With that sitting on my conscious, I started reviewing my life and my job last year and the decision is to go back to school again and do what makes me happy.

So what is that? I've narrowed it down to just two things: tattoos and movies.

I've just recently invested in some equipment and and have started tattooing. I've done 3 in the last week and a half. It will be awhile before I'm making any money doing this, but I figure that with my determination I should be starting to make some fair income from this in about 6-8 months.

Now for the movie portion. As many of my readers know, the Paisley and I worked on a local indie film almost 4 years ago. It was a great experience and a natural thing for us as movie geeks. So with that we have been paying off our debts and will continue to do so and in approximately two years or less we'll have everything paid off, except the house and be enrolled in school.

Of course a communication degree doesn't mean a job in the media industry, but I'm not looking (or expecting) to be working on big budget films right away. I would actually be just as happy on an  indie film or something equivalent.

So if my posts seem far and few, just know that I"m not purposely ignoring it, I'm just burning the candle at both ends.

Foto Friday: Fetish Friday!!!

Last weekend the Paisley and I attended an anti Valentines party. It was very small which leads me to believe that more people believe in Valentines day than I was lead to believe.

During the course of the evening a cougar was drinking and getting friendlier with everyone. Yes, I can now say that I have been the victim of a cougar pounce.

My friend G found this mildly amusing and thought that I needed this:

Courarism is a fetish after all!!

Enjoy and happy Foto Friday to all and remember to do something naughty with someone you love, or at least lust. 

Word Wednesday

Time for another edition of Word Wednesday.

This week I thought I'd actually get my act together and actually prepare this eve of Word Wednesday so as to actually get it out on time.

I know I've been a bit naughty about getting things out on time. I need a spanking.

OK then back to the word!!!

I've always liked the word POSH. Not it's not a Spice Girls things. Although I must admit as an Anglophile, I love their accents.

It's a versatile word as the below uses and definitions will show.

adjective


elegant or stylishly luxurious:
a posh Munich hotel chiefly British typical of or belonging to the upper class of society:
she had a posh accent

adverb

British
in an upper-class way:
trying to talk posh

noun

British
the quality or state of being elegant, stylish, or upper-class:
we finally bought a color TV, which seemed the height of posh

 Derivatives:
poshly
adverb

poshness
noun

This is perhaps my favourite part: the origin.

There is no evidence to support this, but it is widely reputed to have originated as an acronym for the phrase Port Out, Starboard Home. This was in reference to ships that would sail between England and India. More specifically in regards to accommodations. The preferred staterooms going to India were the ones on the port side of the ship and on the return the starboard side. The reason was that if you switched staterooms like that, you would be able to see land on your entire voyage, hence port out, starboard home, or more simply: POSH.

As someone that works in the cruise industry I love words that have (or supposedly have) a nautical theme behind them.

Enjoy this weeks word!!

Measuring your friends: part II

So last week I told you the story of a friend former friend that pretty much acted like a child and unfriened me on FB. BOO HOO.

Am I sad? No!

Should I be?  Why should I? He's a big fucking child! You don't do that to people. It's just bad form.

So the Paisley and I went to an anti-Valentine's day party on Saturday and our friend G was there. I decided to ask G if he knew why C had a problem with him. Well  as I suspected, C didn't get to the centre of attention at some point on G's FB page and unfriended him and now thinks that G is rude.

Digging even deeper, G had posted something almost 2 years ago on FB and  at some point C had made a negative comment to another commenter. That individual was offended by C's comment and G had sent C a PM to ask him to not make hurtful comments on his page to others and that he would be deleting C's comment.

C was not able to comprehend that this was an adult request and took offense. He lashed out at G verbally and lashed out on FB at the other commenter.

C is my age and he's acting no older than my 5 year old nephew!!

The best part was that when I saw C two weeks ago and was speaking to him, he could/would not look at me when I spoke to him and he would not respond to me. I might as well have been having a conversation with the dog. Dogs at least look at you and cock their heads when you speak to them if you use just the right tone.

Look, I understand that when a person has a lot of friends that not all their friends are not going to get along. I expect that. It's inevitable. What I can't wrap my mind around is how C has gotten this far in life without gaining the understanding of comprehension and manners and their correlation to each other.

I know enough people that honestly if C wants to act like this then I'm better off without having him as a friend. I'm in a good place where I have positive changes happening in my life for a change and I'm forming positive bonds with people IRL and virtually and I'm so grateful for these people.

So there's the follow up and this is now officially a black card topic. Cherish old friends and look forward to the new ones and forget the ones that show they aren't really your friends. They will only drag you down.