Master_Yoda77
Juggalo
I pursued higher education. What a fucking mistake that was.
The "What Are You Doing This Moment" Thread
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Baroque
Active Member
My long term goals after high school were either: Astronomer, Electrical Engineer, Computer Programmer, or Musician. Wish I had just picked one because I ended up spending 5 years at a CC studying all kinds of fun stuff. Anyway it's looking like I'll finally accomplish the astronomer/computer programmer part in a way. I'll be writing statistical programs to analyze astronomical data this summer.
I've dabbled in the musician bit as well, as far as performing live, and i've been a guitar teacher. I've mostly lost interest in electrical engineering.
CiG
Room with a View
I'd hate to see what jobs your parents work if they think that. Are they Jew bankers?
I always wanted to do something with art, went to art school, but I decided I needed to make money early on so my dreams were smashed in the process.
RedStorm
Death has come
lol, no Dads a lawyer, says he's gonna lose his job soon. Which is weird because he is one of the most valuable employees at the company. They recently sold half the company because they had too and the part thats still there employing him can't afford to keep him. My mom used to be an RN but she's been a stay at home mom for at least the duration of when they adopted my sister and I.
Dak
mentat
I don't think I could have realistically done things any different than I did them as it relates to careers. I played the hand I was dealt as best as I could at given point. I'm pretty happy with my current direction.
Krow
Garbage Connoisseur
Was a complete fucking scumbag today. Called off work for no reason at all. Drank beer and liquor all day. Ordered pizza. Feel like shit. Fuck everything.
CiG
Room with a View
unknown
fuck ftagn
I almost went into something involving computers. I'm good with languages and computer programming is learning a language. I built my own computer when I was 18 with graduation money. Used it to play around with different Linux setups and shit. Ultimately I couldn't see myself working in a cubicle staring at a screen for eight hours a day (going back to your statement regarding where you'd want to work). I can do the suit and tie business casual bullshit. I wear a clean, semi decent collared shirt and jeans everyday to work and work with students. It can be frustrating at times, and I have zero free time during the fall and spring, but I absolutely love it
Funerary_Doom
My head is bloody, but unbowed.
This is a nice question. You're good at that, Carpe. Like thinking of good questions that people would like to answer.
I actually wanted to be an actress since I was little. I pursued it for awhile too and made (very little) money from it. I even wrote my own play. I did the struggle, i.e. worked many side jobs danced gigs, waitressed, and whatever off-broadway shit i got. But i also have this paranoia too about staying one place too long. If shit isn't working out i gotta go. My mom retired since her health is not good and i just decided i needed to stop the bouncing around job to job thing and to help her with bills. So then i got a job working at this place that helps people with developmental disabilities. Then got recruited for the teaching fellows. I like teaching, its a challenge and it keeps my mind busy.
RedStorm
Death has come
This Costa Rican guy I met in my 30 hour drivers ed class was working over here in Atlanta as a Java programmer, said he got his Visa through the job and was being paid very well
Laying in bed browsing UM. Listening to fucking Crystal Logic and enjoying the fact that for the first time in eight days I get to stay up late and possibly sleep in (just finished a stretch of seven shifts).
Pay's gonna be nice.
Pay's gonna be nice.
Drinking coffee, acouple buddies got me to drink yesterday and hope a higher power makes me feel human again.
You don't want them to take your shit while you can't function at the sametime. That's when they do it.
The Ozzman
Melted by feels
Krow
Garbage Connoisseur
viewerfromnihil
Vein-Marbled Tower
Cut back on drinking the last few weeks and had a heart attack scare today--correlation?
It sucked. I started having some bad chest pains that were sporadically resonating into my arm last night. Decided to go to bed and wait to see if it went away. I woke up feeling exactly the same. Studied for an exam and went to class. Then I went to the campus clinic. They were concerned and sent me to an urgent care. Went to an urgent care, had an EKG, and they said it was a heart attack. They told me I needed to go to the nearest hospital and they wanted to call an ambulance. The nearest hospital was outside of my insurance network and I couldn't afford an ambulance. Drove myself to the next closest one that also had the proper equipment. Fortunately, Baltimore has a few good hospitals, so it was about a 25 minute drive. Was told by urgent care that they were phoning them and that I would get straight in. I get there and had to fill out more forms and wait again. Got a room and had some tests. Six hours later and they tell me everything was fine. The pain is still the same. I'm not looking forward to this hospital bill.
To say the least, it sucked. It's a strange feeling to be told that your death has just become imminently closer, only to wait in traffic lights and clutch your chest over every pothole in the road. I tried to insist on walking between rooms, but they preferred a wheel chair--smile at an mouth-breathing old person here, high five a clueless child there. What's up with the 1-10 pain scale, anyhow? I prevented myself from entering into an internal debate aloud about the arbitrary nature of assigning a number to pain. Maybe its a 6 now, but may actually a 7? Perhaps I should have ranked it on the Jimmy scale and explained that?
It sucked. I started having some bad chest pains that were sporadically resonating into my arm last night. Decided to go to bed and wait to see if it went away. I woke up feeling exactly the same. Studied for an exam and went to class. Then I went to the campus clinic. They were concerned and sent me to an urgent care. Went to an urgent care, had an EKG, and they said it was a heart attack. They told me I needed to go to the nearest hospital and they wanted to call an ambulance. The nearest hospital was outside of my insurance network and I couldn't afford an ambulance. Drove myself to the next closest one that also had the proper equipment. Fortunately, Baltimore has a few good hospitals, so it was about a 25 minute drive. Was told by urgent care that they were phoning them and that I would get straight in. I get there and had to fill out more forms and wait again. Got a room and had some tests. Six hours later and they tell me everything was fine. The pain is still the same. I'm not looking forward to this hospital bill.
To say the least, it sucked. It's a strange feeling to be told that your death has just become imminently closer, only to wait in traffic lights and clutch your chest over every pothole in the road. I tried to insist on walking between rooms, but they preferred a wheel chair--smile at an mouth-breathing old person here, high five a clueless child there. What's up with the 1-10 pain scale, anyhow? I prevented myself from entering into an internal debate aloud about the arbitrary nature of assigning a number to pain. Maybe its a 6 now, but may actually a 7? Perhaps I should have ranked it on the Jimmy scale and explained that?
Dak
mentat
unknown
fuck ftagn
Google "costochondritis". It's a condition I have and the symptoms are very similar to a heart attack but it's not a heart attack. Then again, if you had an ekg and they said it looked like one, I guess it was a heart attack.
