INTERLUDE

i was overwhelmed by the feeling this morning, that i am dr. sam beckett. not the existential beckett, but the leaping existential beckett.

i have been told on more than one occasion that i am overqualified to be working in my current position. i hadn't worried about it too much, since i seem to be "leaping" from job to job anyway.

surprisingly, so far, i feel somewhat accomplished in having helped my coworkers along in every position. it's almost as though i'd been put in these specific situations to "right what once went wrong" (as hokie as it sounds), only to exit the company right into another one with people in similar circumstances.

a while back, i had worked for a large retail bookstore, which seemed to attract the strangest, craziest customers. actually, i think they were simply loiterers. how crazy were they? well !

- i had to file a police report against a stalker who followed me to my car.

- the assistant manager was sexually harassed in the elevator within the bookstore.

- a man drank an entire bottle of vodka in the men's room, passed out, and was wheeled out unconscious on a gurney.

...the list goes on.

anyway, i helped counsel my troubled coworkers, made a few friends, and encouraged others to move on to bigger and better things.

at a retail coffee chain, i defended my coworkers from an unwarranted barrage of insults from customers, consoled the manager who'd unexpectedly lost her best friend from a doctor's operating mistake, and handed over my supervisor badge to a very deserving girl who is still there today. not to mention, i'd also found an exceptional raving buddy, with whom i keep in close contact.

as for the architecture firm...these misadventures have been chronicled in this here diary. i'm just relieved to hear that cfo and odie have been liberated from the tyranny, since my departure.

today, i came to the realization, that i am causing quite a stir in my present working environment...