Not Just Any Job

~ JodiLea

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MY Messy OfficeI have had my share of jobs. Nothing I wanted to keep as a career, but I needed the money. I have done fast-food, bookkeeping, alarm monitoring (yawn), receptionist & clerical work. One of my favorite’s was working for an answering service & towing dispatch. I am glad I moved on before technology eliminated it with the cell phone. And yes, I am that old.

I like the kind of work I do now. My position description is:  “Senior Computer Support Technologist”. It is a Government job classification, so it does not tell you anything. What I do is provide tech support for my organization, and outside users of our system.  I help them with questions/problems, troubleshoot software/hardware issues, do software testing and  try to keep up with our documentation. It is a customer support job.

Most people would hate working in customer support.  Having a job no one wants is nice. It keeps me from worrying about backstabbing bitches & getting laid off. But enough about my current job.

Top Ten Jobs I Would Leave Mine For:

  1. Stephen King’s Assistant
  2. Write a syndicated column for a major newspaper
  3. Publish my novel(s) and hit the Best Seller’s List
  4. Work for a Bernese Mountain Dog breeder as a “Puppy Entertainer”
  5. Join the Blue Collar Comedy Tour
  6. Stephen King’s Assistant (did I already say that?)
  7. Professional Sleep Number Bed Tester (think of the naps!)
  8. Guest appearance on Leverage
  9. Cast in a movie with Sam Elliot
  10. Work with the writers for Saturday Night Live

Now this is between you and me – so don’t tell my boss!

How Do You Say “Whoops!” in French?

~ JodiLea

Dearest Readers,

I owe you an apology.  I have very bad spelling and proof-reading skills.  I messed up the address (URL) to this blog during registration.

↓ This is where you went if you spelled my URL correctly ↓

French Private Blog PageWhen I registered the URL “http://notpretending.wordpress.com/” a typo occurred. “Pretending”  became “prentending”.  So…. the URL I advertised was the one I thought I had. Unfortunately, the correctly spelled URL had already been registered with WordPress. Three years ago. In France.

Why does crap like this happen to me??  Now I need to change my URL and I am not sure what to do. “notpretending2besane” is too long. Maybe I should chuck the name of my blog altogether and start fresh. (Then I could be Freshly Pressed at last – Ha!) I guess I will sleep on it and decide in the morning.

I am not blaming WordPress for what happened, but their form to register a blog URL obviously needs a spell checker. For dolts like me.   “Dammit, Jim! I’m a writer, not an editor!” [original Star Trek series reference for young folks in the next generation]

I know they are laughing out loud about this over in WordPress  support. Especially James – who deserves to laugh because he figured out the mystery that eluded me for months!

Please stay tuned. You can find my new URL by doing a search on “Not Just Any Job”

Sincerely yours,

Jodi Lea

An Optimist or What? – That is the Question

~ JodiLea

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And the answer is…  It depends.

How Do You Feel Today?A more accurate question to ask me is: “How are you feeling?”  I am a creature of ebbing and flowing emotional currents. Most of the time the current moseys along and I can tolerate whatever comes my way.

Occasionally, a tsunami will occur. There are warning signs that lead up to this phenomena, and if taken seriously, danger can be avoided.  I have discovered not many people pay attention to signs.  Probably the same folks that don’t read manuals, or assembly instructions. You know who you are.

When a tsunami hits, the optimist and those in close proximity, are swept far, far, away. What rises up from the angry sea is not an optimist OR a pessimist, but rather a Tasmanian Devil disguised as me. (No, not the one wearing lipstick, silly!)

If you have seen the cartoon then you have some idea of how I feel on one of those days. I don’t know what I look like as a Tasmanian Devil, but I have seen the look on other people’s faces when it happens. They seem very frightened.

So, when Bill Engvall says, “Heeeere’s Your Sign!”

Read it.