Got the airport assessment scheduled for my job at TSA.
So it's almost over. once you do the airport assessment and pass, then it's on to the training and stuff.
Problem is. I don't live in Alabama. I honestly don't know much about that area of the the US. And even if it's a good place for a black guy to be. Although I can hang out around white folks all day and there's no problem really. I'm just there to get a job is all.
I'm a soldier, gotta fight, gotta get mine in this world.
Going to get back into TSA. ugh. the training. Then we'll stay there. Haven't gotten a fucking word from CBP, at all. So apparently they're not really going to hire me at all. I don't know. I was thinking they'd try to get me going because I'm 27, I've got time aplenty to do the things they want new recruits to do.
But I guess not...
So be it. I think I'm better off at TSA. Although the job is hit or miss. Some days you work, some days you don't. Hopefully I can get away with staying out of the spotlight. That's the mistake I made last time. I drew attention to myself and then the higher ups got all in my face and tried to start trouble. This time. I'm a business man through the core. I'm there to provide service, and go home. I'm not there to get personal.
Going to fly all the way down to Alabama. And then we're going to have to figure out how I'm going to stay down there, whether it's a hotel or whatever.
This is it. Once I leave New York and get my job back at TSA, I'm not coming back. It's really going to be over. I'll have to find an apartment, move all my things there, really start tackling life more now than ever.
I don't really know what to do, so it's going to be a rough transition I'm sure.
Friday, November 8, 2013
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