So before I review the whooping like 9 months I was home lets look at a few items. I left home (Ohio) just wanting to find a place that felt right. I was told when I was young that my mothers one regret (surprisingly not me) was that she never travelled. Well outside a seven-day trip to get cigarettes but, that's for another therapy session. Who am I kidding therapy for my is telling my shitty life stories to others and making them feel somehow better. Well That became my dream not to die where I was born.
Well here it was my wife nephew and I with our dog Benson (now departed), Cats KitKat, Ichigo Raven (all departed) and plumpkin (hes still going strong). All moved in two trips in a Toyota yaris and like $200. Thanks to my mom with a roof over our head. No clue what is next.
Needed to find a job and for that needed internet. This fat dude comes to install our internet and oddly enough give me a job. Ok not really but, gave me a card that lead to a job.
So here's the thing I often joke with my now friends that cable is like the drug commercials you know "no one grows up wanting to be a drug addict". Ok now replace drug addict with cable guy and boom our old mantra. I also joke with my employees and co workers that by rights Im not sure how Im still in the business or how I got into it at all. I can't stand people thanks to a life of retail, and I should have bombed the interview.
So lets go to the interview. I show up at a random warehouse/ office and Im dressed to impress. Loafers, slacks, button up shirt and most everyone is well homeless looking. Is that a thing well screw it thats how I remember it. Ripped up jeans bust out work boots and t-shirts. Then out walks a skinny guy and says I want you to know I dont want people that want a job, I want people that want a career. Well hell Im broke as shit all I was there for was a job you know buy myself time to get on my feet and figure out what to do next. But hey Im a kid from Cleveland Im a hustler at heart. So he does the whole job review and then pulls us back for our one on one. Like half the group leaves before the guy comes back out. So I was about to drop the bomb in the interviews. I tell the guy listen I NEED money but, I hustle for mine. Give me a chance, and we'll see where it goes. Something to bear in mind one I'm claustrophobic oh yeah and I'm scared of heights (calm down folks I know Im 6'7" 400lbs at this point and Im terrified of both) the only thing I'm more afraid of is starving and at 400lbs I never starve. Get home and my wife asks two thing do I think I got the job and are you fucking stupid you hate heights. But I hate no clue I mean this guy didnt have a tell completely unreadable. Then a few days later I get the call. Go take the piss test and wait.
Then I meet two of my now great friends and brothers. We dont work together anymore but, oh boy when we did some interesting shit happened.
In previous writings I focus on the having kids phase of life. But Ohio was about trying to work towards a dream. You know long term employment, a house, stability the basics.
Ok so, I met my classroom trainer this dudes a smart mfer. Knows his job in and out. Good sense of humor and saw something in me. I joke that, Im a symbol of wasted potential. Mainly because, I could do anything and be successful but, I only choose the hardest route. He pushed me hard in class but, then pairs me with his best friend and a man I consider a brother (even if he was a shit trainer). Cable is my jam though. I love problem-solving and working with my hands is actually stress relieving because, youre so damn tired at the end of the day all you can do is sleep. When I started I was pulling 80+ hours and a shitty pay check. But, after I started listening to my betters my check blew up. I started training which I love and in short order I got to embrace the suck for a chance at a better life (sort of) and a chance to get out of Ohio again.
Oh the Dallas trip. I love my wife and man this was the ticket. 90 days on the road and I would be back in Ohio a little extra cash and a little wiser. Yeah not really. This was the first time in a decade I was away from the wife for more that 24 hours. Not saying the first few days werent cool but, after that is was just fucked. If you havent been with someone for YEARS you dont get it. The beds empty no one to fart next to or play freezing feet. My big ben wasnt at my feet and my nephews creep as giggling in his sleep down the hall. It was just so damn lonely. I had a roommate but, his hygiene and housekeeping had a bit to be desired. Now the food OMG fat boy heaven, Smoked BBQ, Sushi, Cheeseburgers of all sorts and the Breakfast options oh and dont forget the TACOS. But damn it was weird sitting alone in a booth stuffing my face. I was so lost I started reading, I hate reading because I read so damn slow. I started going out to wash my clothes on Sunday and just sitting at the lake waiting for my wife to wake up to talk then crying like a twit because I couldn't piss her off playing poke the boobie. Its one of my favorite games.
Then I extended the trip 3 months then another 3 months, then at last I got the chance at a promotion. The chance to move again and chase the wind. Another 3 months and finally we were back under the same roof.
This is not to say I didnt have fun at some points or that I didnt meet some really cool guys. What Im saying is I took a risk to make a better life for my family, to travel to follow the wind. It paid off, and I vowed to continue to follow the wind. Its hard but after fight the push to move in a direction I didnt want to and truly struggling. Then letting the wind guide me. I now know how to navigate better.
Stay tuned next part coming soon.
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