So I Like This Woman At Work...

[Sergeant Rock]

Un hombre, para ser completo, ha de plantar un árbol, tener un hijo y escribir un libro. - For a man to be complete, he has to plant a tree, have a child and write a book.

The first and the last are likely. If any child is born, it will be in the platonic sense.

Apparently I will remain an eternal kid then too. I've planted a tree, I've written a book, but, through mutual agreement with Mrs. Rock, haven't fathered a child.

Sarge

[springrite]

I haven't planted a tree.

I will remain young by not planting trees. It's my only ray of hope left.

[Scarpia]

I haven't planted a tree.

I will remain young by not planting trees. It's my only ray of hope left.

There are about three poems that I like, this is the first stanza of one of them.

I've posted this before, I think.

from On Living by Nazim Hikmet

Living is no laughing matter:
   you must live with great seriousness
      like a squirrel, for example--
   I mean without looking for something beyond and above living,
      I mean living must be your whole occupation.
Living is no laughing matter:
   you must take it seriously,
   so much so and to such a degree
   that, for example, your hands tied behind your back,
                                            your back to the wall,
   or else in a laboratory
   in your white coat and safety glasses,
   you can die for people--
   even for people whose faces you've never seen,
   even though you know living
   is the most real, the most beautiful thing.
I mean, you must take living so seriously
   that even at seventy, for example, you'll plant olive trees--
   and not for your children, either,
   but because although you fear death you don't believe it,
   because living, I mean, weighs heavier.

http://www.poets.org/viewmedia.php/prmMID/15804

[snyprrr]

We're gonna live forever!

Oh, just wait for the crushing loneliness, the fading looks, the feeling that your best days are behind you. Oh yea, we're gonna live forever. I look more like a serial killer every day,... uh,... maybe a TIRED serial killer!! Oh, yea, I remember 25. Mmmm,... those WERE the days for me. I'm DESPERATELY...

DESPERATELY
trying to regain some semblance of... uh... something... something... anything...

When was the last time a girl look hungrily at me? Ah yea, let's take this and live forever, shall we?

One big OY VEY!!!


grrr

[springrite]

There are about three poems that I like

I will have my child bury me and plant a tree just about me. If nothing else, I think I'd make wonderful fertililizer.

[Florestan]

Oh, just wait for the crushing loneliness, the fading looks, the feeling that your best days are behind you. Oh yea, we're gonna live forever. I look more like a serial killer every day,... uh,... maybe a TIRED serial killer!! Oh, yea, I remember 25. Mmmm,... those WERE the days for me. I'm DESPERATELY...

DESPERATELY
trying to regain some semblance of... uh... something... something... anything...

When was the last time a girl look hungrily at me? Ah yea, let's take this and live forever, shall we?

One big OY VEY!!!


grrr

Have you tried Xanax yet? 

[Scarpia]

I will have my child bury me and plant a tree just about me. If nothing else, I think I'd make wonderful fertililizer.

A child said, What is the grass? fetching it to me with full hands;
How could I answer the child?....I do not know what it is any more than he.

I guess it must be the flag of my disposition, out of the hopeful green stuff woven.

Or I guess it is the handkerchief of the Lord,
A scented gift and a rememberancer designedly dropped,
Bearing the owners name someway in the corners, that we may see and remark, and say Whose?

Or I guess the grass is itself a child....the produced babe of the vegetation.

Or I guess it is a uniform hieroglyphic,

And it means, Sprouting alike in broad zones and narrow zones,
Growing among black folds and among white,
Kanuck, Tuckahoe, Congressman, Cuff, I give them the same, I receive them the same.

And now it seems to me the beautiful uncut hair of graves.

Walt Whitman, Leaves of Grass (1855 edition).

That's two out of three.

[Opus106]

Mr. Whitman should have asked the kid to look it up. The had Britannica back then, didn't they?

[ibanezmonster]

You're a kid by virtue of your youth. It's that simple. There's nothing wrong with being a kid. It's wonderful in many ways. Enjoy it! Few things are sadder than a youngster burdened prematurely with adult responsibilities. Not even the perpetual adolescent who's unwilling to grow up.

These days adolescence normally lasts until about age 30, at least in the U.S. Growing up doesn't really start until the first year we're out on our own, earning our own living, maintaining our own residence and car, paying our own bills, being responsible at work, and so on. Age alone doesn't do it, and some folks are able to put it off for years by staying in school, collecting degrees and post-docs.

The next big driver of maturation comes with having children of your own--that is, if you take having children seriously, unlike so many these days in our dreadfully permissive society that encourages perpetual adolescents to bring children into the world whom they're utterly incapable of parenting.

Ah, okay, got it. I'll be 25 in December, so if you look at it like that, it makes sense.
And I agree with that last part- kids shouldn't be having kids. (though of course there's more factors on a grand scale might even argue otherwise, but that's a mess to even think about...).

You keep complaining about how dull and unstimulating is your job but may I ask what do you do in a concrete way in order to get another, more inspiring one? May I ask what is the profession you educated yourself for? For instance, I am a mechanical engineer by trade; if you were to have a job that would suit your training, what would it be?

I was in technical school for a year and a half and got a technical certificate for computer programming. I knew several people that did this and were able to get a job. When I graduated, the unemployment rate was going up all the way to its peak. I successfully did some programming work for a company, but he didn't want to hire me because financially they didn't really want to take the risk (they did the same thing to someone else). I job hunted for quite a while, sending out resumes to various companies and never even got an interview. Also, I noticed most of the jobs required a bachelor's degree AND a year of experience just for the very basic entry level position. Some were thinking about not even filling the position.

So, I've been back in school, and will finish my community college part of it the end of next year and will get my bachelor's at the end of 2015.

No I didn't like it but I didn't whine and complain all day long either. I thought about quitting many times but eventually I gave up the idea. After all, that job paid my bills and allowed me to enjoy a decent amount of life's pleasures amd that was a good enough reason for coming to terms with it.

I realize that too, but it doesn't make it any less tiring or stressful for me. And about 80 or 90% of my complaining is done here, since I don't really get anything out of complaining verbally (others complain non-stop, though).



Oh, and that's nice that you were able to get your mind off of work after 9-6 days. Usually, during long days, I come home, collapse, and have no energy for anything. If you have normal energy levels, divide that in half and you'll get an idea of how it works for me.

[ibanezmonster]

Related: I see on facebook that girl I used to work with and is in the military now is not engaged any more. 3rd breakup with the same guy? I scroll down to see a Dwight Howard status update... ahem, similarities?

[CriticalI]

that one has unlimited aspirations but limited possibilities; that life is what we make of it and that if one is happy or unhappy depends less on the state of the economy than on the state of one's own mind.

So the secret of happiness is accepting a shitty life? Do your job, obey the rules, and like it.

[CriticalI]

What's the difference between satisfaction and complacency?

[snyprrr]

I'm starting to go with the 'Chicks DON'T dig me' theory right now. I'm just getting blown out of the water,... not even getting an auditon,... no return call,... they lie to me to 'spare my feelings' (though I find out ),... waaaah

this suxx


This really isn't the kind of Forum for guys who are getting girls,... right?

Hello??

Hello??

Who's this??

ello??

(she hung up on me AGAIN!!),... (I'll just call her back to make sure it wasn't a mistake)


Hello??

(woah,... who's that GUY's voice?,... must be her brother)

Uh,.. is Kesha there?

Hello?

(did 'they' hang up again?),... (maybe I should just call back one more time)

[mahler10th]

What's the difference between satisfaction and complacency?

Satisfaction is a feeling met when something has been completed or accomplished.  Complacency is a feeling met when it is believed no more can be achieved.  One follows the other, but often not to your 'satisfaction.'

I am a spiritual Guru.   0:)

***puts sack-cloth on and sits under a tree for three years***

[Mirror Image]

I'm starting to go with the 'Chicks DON'T dig me' theory right now. I'm just getting blown out of the water,... not even getting an auditon,... no return call,... they lie to me to 'spare my feelings' (though I find out ),... waaaah

this suxx


This really isn't the kind of Forum for guys who are getting girls,... right?

Hello??

Hello??

Who's this??

ello??

(she hung up on me AGAIN!!),... (I'll just call her back to make sure it wasn't a mistake)


Hello??

(woah,... who's that GUY's voice?,... must be her brother)

Uh,.. is Kesha there?

Hello?

(did 'they' hang up again?),... (maybe I should just call back one more time)

This has inspired me. I'm going to go look in the mirror now and scream to the top of my lungs while the music that accompanies me will be Pettersson's Symphony No. 9..

[snyprrr]

This has inspired me. I'm going to go look in the mirror now and scream to the top of my lungs while the music that accompanies me will be Pettersson's Symphony No. 9..

BRILLIANT!!

(SUDDENLY, ALL AROUND THE COUNTRY, NERDS GO TO THEIR WINDOE, AND AT THE TOP OF THEIR LUNGS, CRY OUT,... oh...woah woah...

moment of clarity there, haha

whew, almost went full Network there...




I've been joking lately that I'm ready to go to the 'truckstop'... yea,... you know, the 'truckstop'? But... you know,... that's not me,... but, this sucks, but,... what does one do? With girls, apparently, you need one of three things:

1) Money
2) Dance
3) RIDICULOUSLY good looking

If you have all three,... but not enough of each... FAIL!!

MOST GUYS HAVE TO FALL BACK OF THE MONE... where the fuck is this caps lock coming from?

I can dance... but... now that I don't drink ...

And, I may be handsome, but, not ridiculously so, and handsome only cuts it if you have one of the other two.



I've been able to boil down the essence of the problem/situation/circumstance/acceptance-level-event to this:

If you put a girl in a room of 10 guys, they're ALL going to look pretty much exactly alike to her. Guys are just average: no one looks at guys. Shave 'em and you can't tell 'em apart. The girl knows they all look the same, so she automatically moves to the other two options.

But, if you put 10 girls in a room, and a guy enters, he's going to see blondes, brunettes, shapes, sizes, and all that fun stuff. He wants them ALL!! Even girls look at girls. Two girls kissing = WIN/ Two guys kissing = FAIL. That's just the universe, get over it.


I'm totally losing my point.


ANY girl can get laid anytime she wants,... the most unsavory woman will... uh, HAS... gotten it waaay before me. However, the woman will only get her 'white knight' about as much as a guy gets sex.

Guys will willingly give the 'ear' intimacy to the girl,... the 'I'm here for you', the 'I'm listening',... but, he's not getting any reciprocal 'intimacy'. She's like, Well, I want to listern to you, and you're like, But I want you to give me YOUR intimacy, which has nothing to do with listening.

Men's sacrifice = listening (along with security and power)

Women's sacrifice = sex


See, the fem stuff has now produced a generation of young ladies who really have no idea what... uh... real life used to be like. The expect to have wonderful cleavage showing, and for you to absolutely not look,... cuz, you know,... uh... oh, I'm just gonna make myself mad.


Listen, if you want to whine about the ladies, I'm in. I could probably go till 5am, haha!!


Pettersson's not gonna work on me, I'm waaay past... well, I AM feeling pretty sorry for myself,... but, no...



You know... nevermind




I have so totally forgot what it's like to have someone like me, cuddle close to me,... you know that feeling when you're sitting on the couch watching a movie on saturday night?

Thankfully there's no cocaine & firearms in the house



fuuuu... I need to get of this Thread, ha oy ha vey ha




so, btw,... the one lady I liked,... tonight, we were all standing around, and I told a really funny joke, and, others laughed, but she basically emasculated me (I'm being butthurt funny). But I was like... woooah lady, bakkk duh fukkk up...

You know, I have emasculated myself and acted like the weenie boy trying to show women what a wonderful caring person I was (this would be in the past mind you),... and, you know what???

You will be the one driving her pregnant ass to the hospital, but some other bad boy did the deed.


It's called... shhh... THE FRIEND ZONE... ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh



I have to just pause here and let this out:





AHHH, I'M HAAAAATING WOMEN RIGHT NOW,... AAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH





It's likie I've given them their intimacy thing, their friend thing, I listen,... and what?,... the OTHER guy gets her (cuz he could give an eff)...


Fuck, if it weren't for the breasts, the booty, those pretty faces,... fuck!!!~ why did THEY get all the pussy?

I seriously haven't had a decent conversation with a woman since I don't know (here??). They say, Want me for my mind, and I'm like, FFFFFFuuuuuuuuu.... you say drivel shit,... you think you're smart, and all you take is facebook-ettitquette (Posh, no?)

IF I WANT A FRIEND, I'LL GO FIND SOMEONE WITH A PENIS



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Would just one of you princesses be a flippin' tropper and take one for the team?? I mean,... really?":


Because now of uber-femnazi, even the morbidly unattractive women treat you like they're... like you owe them something because someone slapped their grandmother once.




Listen, I know this all started with the dumbass guys who beat their dumbass I-love-him women that first gave us guys a bad name, but, then they took it too far, to the point that we need to start beating them again just to even the playing field. I mean, they GOT the pussy, and they GOT your balls.

HOW DO YOU PLAY TENNIS WHEN YOUR OPPONENT HAS BOTH RACKETS???






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OH... I.... SO TIRED NOW......MORE.... CAPS.......  fuck.......

[CriticalI]

Picture a bell graph which represents population distribution of personality characteristics and interests. Most people are in that big central section; they're all pretty much interchangable. They meet and say, "Hey, I'm normal. You're normal too. Let's do it." Those at the ends of the graph are a small minority, and have a much reduced chance of finding a similar partner, especially considering that normal is pretty much all the same, while weird comes in almost infinite varieties. There's no fighting the math....

[Florestan]

I was in technical school for a year and a half and got a technical certificate for computer programming. I knew several people that did this and were able to get a job. When I graduated, the unemployment rate was going up all the way to its peak. I successfully did some programming work for a company, but he didn't want to hire me because financially they didn't really want to take the risk (they did the same thing to someone else). I job hunted for quite a while, sending out resumes to various companies and never even got an interview. Also, I noticed most of the jobs required a bachelor's degree AND a year of experience just for the very basic entry level position. Some were thinking about not even filling the position.

So, I've been back in school, and will finish my community college part of it the end of next year and will get my bachelor's at the end of 2015.

Thanks for asking and good luck!

Oh, and that's nice that you were able to get your mind off of work after 9-6 days. Usually, during long days, I come home, collapse, and have no energy for anything. If you have normal energy levels, divide that in half and you'll get an idea of how it works for me.

That might signal a medical condition. You should go see a doctor.

[Florestan]

So the secret of happiness is accepting a shitty life one's own limitations?

It's not quite the secret but it might greatly help. 

Do your job, obey the rules, and like it.

I suppose that's exactly what you do. Am I wrong? 

What's the difference between satisfaction and complacency?

Satisfaction comes when right goals are set and achieved. Complacency (often accompanied by despondency) comes when wrong goals are set and never achieved. Now, the true secret lies in making the difference between right and wrong goals. 

[Florestan]

Picture a bell graph which represents population distribution of personality characteristics and interests. Most people are in that big central section; they're all pretty much interchangable.

While you, of course, don't fall in that category, right?

There's no fighting the math....

How I like it when math (or any other science) is used to pontificate about the most elusive phenomena in the world: the works of a human mind and heart...