Saturday, October 08, 2005
Rosetta
My grandmother heard this idea that it’s silly to write letters because all you’re doing is sending someone else the documentation of your history. She thinks it’s better to journal. Well grandma isn’t that what blogs are for!!! I love my grandmother so unbelievably much. She is like a second mother to me but can’t help but disagree with her. Why can’t a person write journals and letters? Well, while on the topic of grandmothers and letters…I’d like to share a letter I wrote to my girlfriend’s grandmother.
Hello Rosetta,
I thought I’d try something different and type this letter today. This coincides with everything I’m doing in school now, as everything must be typed. I’m sure this was spawned by professors coming across students’ handwriting, such as mine, and needing to give their eyes a break from the illegible hieroglyphs. Don’t you worry I will also send a hand written letter and will not make this typing thing a common practice. I still find the concept of pen to paper to be one of the most beautiful forms of expression. I bet you can’t guess who I’m listening to right now…Les Paul of course. Geoff bought me this CD Les Paul & Friends. It was very kind of him. I’m sorry it has taken me awhile to write back I’ve been feeling the inevitable pressure that’s generated from taking a full load of college courses and working full time. My bosses are coming down on me at the airline, but for the first time in three years I feel they are doing it in a good way. This is the first time my very nebulous job of Tax Table Analyst has been given very specific guidelines and tangible time bound tasks. It’s forcing me to step up to the plate but in more of an enjoyable way. For example, my boss said he needs me to have these two request for service tickets (also known as RFS) closed by no later than Friday. I’m on salary but I’ll tell you what I stayed 2 ½ hours after my scheduled shift on Friday night to get the job done and done with quality. The problem with my position at work is that I’m in a situation that is grooming me for management. So I’m in this state of limbo by having 100% responsibly but not 100% control over these tasks. Things need to be fixed in our accounting system but I don’t have the authority, after I’ve done my part, to tell the managers what they need to do to get the changes installed. My managers have set in motion a clear communication plan that I think will foster completion of more RFSs. This plan is going to put me on the “hot seat” to get jobs completed but that’s the kind of good pressure I’ve wanted all along…clear and communicated. Sorry for that long boring spill about bureaucratic job nonsense. Thank you for all your wonderful diet findings you sent me. All of your important diet information is telling me something I don’t want to hear…Stop eating all that meat!!! Sometimes the things a person wants are the things he shouldn’t have and I’m so grateful for your advice. So yes, the pressure of a full life load is finally coming down on my 24-year-old youthful body. I love the challenge. Going back to finish college this late in the game can only be done for the right reasons. I’m getting my journalism degree because I love to write. I’ve worked at something I’m not passionate about for three years now and I can feel the gravity of my calling telling me school is where I belong. I believe in the educative responsibility that journalist has. I don’t share the same felling of purpose working in the airline industry. My 8th grade algebra teacher told the class that one of the reasons the Roman Empire fell was because they didn’t have the concept of zero in their number system. I have a feeling that one of the concepts our civilization lacks is how to properly utilize natural resources. With gasoline production becoming scarce and our president’s choice to drill in the Alaska wildlife refugee I predict that this commodity which fuels our airline industry is something that we can’t relay on for much longer. With 48% of the airline industry in bankruptcy it’s not a very stable environment to be a part of. Anyway only time can tell and I don’t plan on wrapping a towel around my head and predicting the future as my second job anytime soon. Anyway, I need to go to the bank before they close on this brisk 45 degree Denver morning. Through my window I can see the sun shining brightly on the porch. The leaves have yet to be affected by the breath of autumn that is already soaking up in my bones. Talk to you later.
Love,
Nick
My grandmother heard this idea that it’s silly to write letters because all you’re doing is sending someone else the documentation of your history. She thinks it’s better to journal. Well grandma isn’t that what blogs are for!!! I love my grandmother so unbelievably much. She is like a second mother to me but can’t help but disagree with her. Why can’t a person write journals and letters? Well, while on the topic of grandmothers and letters…I’d like to share a letter I wrote to my girlfriend’s grandmother.
Hello Rosetta,
I thought I’d try something different and type this letter today. This coincides with everything I’m doing in school now, as everything must be typed. I’m sure this was spawned by professors coming across students’ handwriting, such as mine, and needing to give their eyes a break from the illegible hieroglyphs. Don’t you worry I will also send a hand written letter and will not make this typing thing a common practice. I still find the concept of pen to paper to be one of the most beautiful forms of expression. I bet you can’t guess who I’m listening to right now…Les Paul of course. Geoff bought me this CD Les Paul & Friends. It was very kind of him. I’m sorry it has taken me awhile to write back I’ve been feeling the inevitable pressure that’s generated from taking a full load of college courses and working full time. My bosses are coming down on me at the airline, but for the first time in three years I feel they are doing it in a good way. This is the first time my very nebulous job of Tax Table Analyst has been given very specific guidelines and tangible time bound tasks. It’s forcing me to step up to the plate but in more of an enjoyable way. For example, my boss said he needs me to have these two request for service tickets (also known as RFS) closed by no later than Friday. I’m on salary but I’ll tell you what I stayed 2 ½ hours after my scheduled shift on Friday night to get the job done and done with quality. The problem with my position at work is that I’m in a situation that is grooming me for management. So I’m in this state of limbo by having 100% responsibly but not 100% control over these tasks. Things need to be fixed in our accounting system but I don’t have the authority, after I’ve done my part, to tell the managers what they need to do to get the changes installed. My managers have set in motion a clear communication plan that I think will foster completion of more RFSs. This plan is going to put me on the “hot seat” to get jobs completed but that’s the kind of good pressure I’ve wanted all along…clear and communicated. Sorry for that long boring spill about bureaucratic job nonsense. Thank you for all your wonderful diet findings you sent me. All of your important diet information is telling me something I don’t want to hear…Stop eating all that meat!!! Sometimes the things a person wants are the things he shouldn’t have and I’m so grateful for your advice. So yes, the pressure of a full life load is finally coming down on my 24-year-old youthful body. I love the challenge. Going back to finish college this late in the game can only be done for the right reasons. I’m getting my journalism degree because I love to write. I’ve worked at something I’m not passionate about for three years now and I can feel the gravity of my calling telling me school is where I belong. I believe in the educative responsibility that journalist has. I don’t share the same felling of purpose working in the airline industry. My 8th grade algebra teacher told the class that one of the reasons the Roman Empire fell was because they didn’t have the concept of zero in their number system. I have a feeling that one of the concepts our civilization lacks is how to properly utilize natural resources. With gasoline production becoming scarce and our president’s choice to drill in the Alaska wildlife refugee I predict that this commodity which fuels our airline industry is something that we can’t relay on for much longer. With 48% of the airline industry in bankruptcy it’s not a very stable environment to be a part of. Anyway only time can tell and I don’t plan on wrapping a towel around my head and predicting the future as my second job anytime soon. Anyway, I need to go to the bank before they close on this brisk 45 degree Denver morning. Through my window I can see the sun shining brightly on the porch. The leaves have yet to be affected by the breath of autumn that is already soaking up in my bones. Talk to you later.
Love,
Nick
# posted by Nick D @ 11:02 AM 
