Kirkkitsch’s Blog


I’m So (Not) Fancy
June 19, 2014, 4:10 am
Filed under: Life

Next, is the age-old idiom “Keeping up with the Joneses”. In my particular case, it’s not so much the material things and/or the lifestyle; it’s the accomplishments. At the risk of sounding like I’m making excuses, I’ve never been one of those people who aspired to be rich, own some overpriced mode of transportation, travel to exotic places, etc. Honestly, I like what I have. And as much as common sense dictates that I not compare myself to others and their accomplishments, I can’t help but feel like I’ve dropped the ball, it’s rolled under the couch and I’m a T-Rex. All my life, I’ve heard how ‘talented’ I am. And while compliments are always nice to receive, I can’t help but wonder at this stage of my life, why I’ve, so far, been unable to parlay this “talent” into a career, money-making venture and/or some form of tangible accomplishment(s)/success. Maybe my genius (ha!) will be recognized after I’m dead. That’s always nice.

That brings us to relationships; all aspects. While driving to work today, I was thinking about how, when we’re young, we take friendships for granted. Because of school, lack of serious romantic involvements and such, we get to spend so much more time together. Then you get older, you get jobs (careers), you take on responsibilities and before you know it, you’re relegated to just weekends, where you’re forced to compete with their families and prior engagements. It’s a depressing prospect. On the plus side, when you do get together, it’s as if no time has passed at all and for a (seemingly) brief moment all is right with the world.

Before I get too far into my next topic, a little backstory is necessary. For the uninitiated, I currently am employed at an adult video store/gift shop. It’s located int he heart of the gay district, so the majority of our clientele (doesn’t that sound fancy?) are gay men, of all ages.

With that divulged, we can now dive head first (off the tallest building), into our next paragraphs.
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Annnnd that’s where I’ve stopped at the moment. I didn’t have the kind of down time today to get much more than a few paragraphs written after this, so once there’s enough material, I’ll pick up where I left off. Some of it is closely related to older posts written around the time I started my job, roughly a year ago, so here are links to those past posts (password protected, if I remember correctly), as a precursor:

Keep Calm…Nobody Else Knows What They’re Doing Either

Work Is a Four-Letter Word