It might be time for another entry. I've had complaints lately that my blog has been neglected- kept without food or water, languishing in its own filth... Lies. Fortunately, this is the virtual world, where you can leave a thing alone for months on end, then return to find it still bushy-tailed and thriving.
I will now proceed to demonstrate exactly why I have chosen not to bore you with the details of my existence. Tally Ho Shenanigans has previously been a tale of travels and misadventures. Now I live in Pittsburgh, and work in a bagel deli. Being a ladder-climber of the first degree, I have already risen to "shift supervisor," which position merits a whopping fifty cent raise and a few dozen extra headaches a week. It is now my job to make sure everyone does their work properly, to learn how to Scold without inspiring defiance, and to deal with those customers who need to vent their life frustration on anonymous bagel workers. Oh, and we flirt for tips.
Basically, I perform the tasks of my job like a robot, try to ignore the urge to shriek out "I quit," and let the people around me make life worthwhile. For all that my workplace sounds like a parking lot for the ambitionless masses, it's actually full of young, educated people who have fallen prey to the crappy economy. Masters Degrees, artists, musicians, travelers, this is my crew, and most of them are awesome. To make matters even better, back in September I stumbled into a great living situation, sharing a two-bedroom apartment in a house with a woman named Barbra, who happens to be a thoroughly enjoyable person. And there's still the college roomie hanging around, as the whipped cream on the hot chocolate.
Passtimes! I have those too. On my days off, I volunteer at the Animal Rescue League, walking and afterwards cuddling dogs who are between homes. It sounds depressing, but there's actually a fuzzy glow that goes along with it, especially when you get a forwarded email from a family who adopted a dog you've worked with. Embrace the fuzzy glow!
Also, I've been trying to get out to Wolf Park once a month. This year was my firest time being there during breeding season. I found it both fantastic and hilarious! The Main Pack soap opera goes on, with the youngest female, Dharma, ardently pursuing the bottom-ranking male, Ruedi, and consistently getting him in trouble with the higher-ranking males. And although Ruedi seems to return her affections, he doesn't always take the time to establish which end of Dharma should receiving his attention. And who says romance is dead?
So that is a basic overview of my life as it stands. As for future plans, I prefer to remain mute at the present time. They depend on a large number of factors- personal, legal, financial and practical. No, I am not content as I am, and I do not plan on staying in Pittsburgh. Them's the limits of my forthcomingness... forthcominghood.... forthcome... forthcomedom... Thing.
I will now proceed to demonstrate exactly why I have chosen not to bore you with the details of my existence. Tally Ho Shenanigans has previously been a tale of travels and misadventures. Now I live in Pittsburgh, and work in a bagel deli. Being a ladder-climber of the first degree, I have already risen to "shift supervisor," which position merits a whopping fifty cent raise and a few dozen extra headaches a week. It is now my job to make sure everyone does their work properly, to learn how to Scold without inspiring defiance, and to deal with those customers who need to vent their life frustration on anonymous bagel workers. Oh, and we flirt for tips.
Basically, I perform the tasks of my job like a robot, try to ignore the urge to shriek out "I quit," and let the people around me make life worthwhile. For all that my workplace sounds like a parking lot for the ambitionless masses, it's actually full of young, educated people who have fallen prey to the crappy economy. Masters Degrees, artists, musicians, travelers, this is my crew, and most of them are awesome. To make matters even better, back in September I stumbled into a great living situation, sharing a two-bedroom apartment in a house with a woman named Barbra, who happens to be a thoroughly enjoyable person. And there's still the college roomie hanging around, as the whipped cream on the hot chocolate.
Passtimes! I have those too. On my days off, I volunteer at the Animal Rescue League, walking and afterwards cuddling dogs who are between homes. It sounds depressing, but there's actually a fuzzy glow that goes along with it, especially when you get a forwarded email from a family who adopted a dog you've worked with. Embrace the fuzzy glow!
Also, I've been trying to get out to Wolf Park once a month. This year was my firest time being there during breeding season. I found it both fantastic and hilarious! The Main Pack soap opera goes on, with the youngest female, Dharma, ardently pursuing the bottom-ranking male, Ruedi, and consistently getting him in trouble with the higher-ranking males. And although Ruedi seems to return her affections, he doesn't always take the time to establish which end of Dharma should receiving his attention. And who says romance is dead?
So that is a basic overview of my life as it stands. As for future plans, I prefer to remain mute at the present time. They depend on a large number of factors- personal, legal, financial and practical. No, I am not content as I am, and I do not plan on staying in Pittsburgh. Them's the limits of my forthcomingness... forthcominghood.... forthcome... forthcomedom... Thing.
