Today, I was on the phones for the first time.
I did really well, from what I've been told, I feel like I did well enough anyway.
They have a 'coach' (a tech 1 with rights) y-jack with you for the calls, to make sure you don't mess up, and if you do, they'll just click over and take control.
Fortunately, nobody had to do that.
Looking back at my last blog entry, it seems like I'm really obsessive over Melissa.
Maybe I am.
I talked to her on a break today, and it turns out that yeah, she was really pissed at me for going to her place and crying. Jesus, it's only been a couple of weeks.
Anyway, I feel like I am moving on, maybe I'm just tricking myself by acting that way, but I feel like I'm healing.
I've talked to some people and I'm starting to feel like I'm not up against a wall anymore.
Someone I met at work, split up with his ex a couple years ago, and they had a kid together. Reason being was that she found christ and no longer wanted to live with him... kind of a bullshit answer, but I can look at him, and I see that he is financially successful, he seems pretty cool, and he moved on with his life. His kid is now four years old.
Also, I talked to a girl, she's probably going to read this, but I had a really fun conversation with her, and that kind of made me realize too, that just because my plans didn't go over like I hoped, that I can still have fun with other people. It was pretty cool too, because I didn't mention my ex.
Or at least, not that I can remember, anyway.
Anyway, like always, you feel like maybe you need to censor yourself, when you know the people who're reading what you're saying, so I think maybe I'll do that for now.
Anyway, I had dinner with my mom at Qdobas... it's a mexican food place, it's not fast food, but it ain't slow either, nor is it cheap. Imagine if you would, if the mexicans at Tokyo Express made mexican food, and charged higher prices. That's what it reminded me of.
Anyway, after dinner I drove her home (all the way out to MESA!) and drove back to my dads.
Well, it's late for me, so I'm going to end this prematurely, good night and good luck!
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