The new job for the publisher seems to be going *quite* well.
Met the owner today.
He has one of the same bumper stickers on the back of his car that I have on the back of my own. Surprise!
What do you know? It would seem the place I work's not just "gay-freindly" (whatever that means) but gay-owned. I *knew* it felt "different" -- *very* different from any job I've had before, including all the ones with nominally equal benefits &c.. But at the same time it's not the sort of job that's *about* being gay (although it seems to help) -- in other words, it's not at all like being the doorman at Foxes. We have more straight people working there than our own kind, I think. (Actually, we have one breeder working at Foxes, too: one of the daytime bartenders is married.) But the focus is on the details of just running the business, of getting things out on time, making sure they look good, and who cares who the guy who packed the box sleeps with, or doesn't, and I don't get flirted with, which is fine, five hours a day every day is more than enough of that for *any* human being, I assure you.
I like it. It's sort of a, well, integrated workplace. I feel like a human being. Not some "thing" to be exploited because he works ten times harder than his breeder counterparts on the one hand, and not like a piece of meat because he's "hot" and "available" on the other. So every single day I get to go between the integrationist and the liberationist tendencies of our society. The integrationist pays better, but the liberationist's about a million times more interesting and always seems to be more out in front.
Learned how to burn CDs at work today. They have a neat machine that burns seven in about thirty seconds flat. Wow. I want one!
Then I'm also getting into more and more of what my own laptop can do. I copied a DVD to the hard drive a couple of night ago. As simple as copying files. Heh heh! Too easy. I also subscribed to the podcast of Democracy Now since I seem to be working when it's broadcast and I *don't* want to miss it, *ever*. So *that's* what all this space on my hard drive is really for!
By the way if you're wondering why textbooks are so expensive it's because I'm paid a decent wage and don't send out the cruddy books that get damaged in shipping from the printer. Also because we send out tons of samples to instructors. So stay in school guys and buy lots of textbooks 'cause that's where my rent is comin' from.
Got two Katrina refugees in Foxes last night. Guess who were the stars of the evening!
What else? Oh yeah -- Flying Star on Central in Nob Hill's too queer for me. Not that there's anything wrong with that, but I swear the music they're playing softly is about 70% the same exact disco songs we play very loudly at Foxes and I do kinda wish I didn't have to listen to the same exact music ALL THE TIME! Oh well. This location's also a bit more run down than the downtown location which just barely opened up a few months back. But it's got some *very* happy memories for me and dernit I ain't gonna pay for more gas to drive farther and have less time than I already do online per day.
Enough for now. Later, you crazy cats.
06 September 2005
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Oh, so thats why textbooks were always so expensive. Well I guess in that case, its worth it then. Of corse not ot mention shit like full color printing, on sometimes every page or every other page, can get pretty expensive. A shame I'm not in college anymore, as I would be buying them if I were. Did I mention my friend James did decide to go back this semester? He's having to work full time in the mornings and early afternoons, then school in the evenings. Thats got to be rough, and I'm glad I only did part time stuff through college, even if the money was a little shitty. Though it would have been nice to have had a stable job rather than bouncing back and forth to different seasonal jobs every year like I did. But then I discovered the custodial job, and it all turned out relatively well. And yep, I'm still there, and will be until I find something full time, and possibly after. Except for one or two people (who are leaving for college right now anyway), I've got the most tenure now, if that really counts for anything.
Packing books actually sounds pretty good, though I know for me my back would probably be sore by the end of the day. Of course, any job is always much nicer when the people there are excellent. And likewise, a decent job can turn sour when the people there are douchebags.
Damn I'm tired. I need a nap.
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