It’s been a lot longer than I thought. I was way more busy than I had anticipated. I appreciate your patience.

Soooo, where was I?

Oh right, something about losing my purpose and self identity and blah blah… UPS Freight. My home away from home for about 4 years.

The mood of this one will most likely be a little different from the last one.

Just saying.

Soo UPS. My first real real job. Where I had a real schedule and real bosses at a really really big company. I started out with a BS mentality. Honestly it wasn’t very good. I didn’t like working there, I wanted to quit so bad but I needed the money. There was no fire and determination what so ever. I was back to the old guy the me who was timid and all that jazz. The day I decided to stop being a little bitch was when the guy who got hired with me had his mom quit for him. In my head I said, “Wow, what a bitch” so I decided to not be one(this was a big thing for me). It was a major part of my mantra. “I am not a bitch” over and over. So when things got bad at work, like they always would I just took it one step at a time.

Now I did regress with my anger management skills, which I may or may not get to.

Anyways… as my time at UPS went on and I gained a bit of experience the quality of work I produced as well as my work ethic led to me gaining ground with my co-workers. It was at this point I was approached with a second job opportunity with my old crew team to coach weekend classes and a few other random ones here and there. It was awesome. I developed training programs and all that stuff. It was a lot of responsibility. The classes were mine. I had a co-coach, but most of it was ran by me(Chris if you read this you know I’m right, you’re still awesome though). Life started to turn out to be pretty awesome. I was in school, had two jobs, had a great girlfriend. I thought I was sort of settling into a good routine.

BAM!

My friend dies, my girlfriend breaks up with me, all of my classes were canceled due to low attendance…

I again ended up on the outs in my head. Just trying to sort through the bs. Make it day to day… Good ol’ UPS though, kept me being the guy that trained most of the new hires(now mind you I was still a little off), but here I was, sort of leading again. Drivers sort of started to respect me. I was the safety committee rep for the dock. I started making waves. Long story short I ended up caring about work, a lot. It gave me a bit of direction again, and I took everything quite seriously. It was becoming a career not just a job…

Then it happened.

I got promoted.

As a supervisor I grew up a lot. I made tons of mistakes and was still dealing with my weird emotional things, but I couldn’t seem to get away from work. I reveled in the responsibility. I loved showing that my team and I could make the impossible happen. We refused to fail. Now we didn’t always make our goals, but we never failed the customer. It was amazing! So I got this crazy mentality. I worked and worked and worked and worked(I have a bit of an obsessive personality). It was about the same tenacity that I approached crew with. It was wonderful. Unfortunately, unlike crew, work did not make me fit and healthy. Quite the opposite. I became fat and unhealthy. I barely slept, I was angry, I was blah blah whatever.

SOOO Being single and realizing I finally had nothing to hold me back I took a leap that I had always wanted to take. I met with a recruiter to join the Army. After a few months I was approaching my ship date and I realized I had a lot of wonderful friends. Tons of them. I was going to miss them so much, but it made it more meaningful? I don’t know. I’ve lost my train of thought. That was a very weird time for me, and then I was gone.

We’re up to August 1st 2011 at this point. Hooraaay it’s almost present day!