Soldat's Blog Thread

It has become clear to me how very interesting i am as a person. A combination of intelligence, over analyzing trivial things, and general wierd-ness manifests in my life in such interesting ways... I can't help but to want to express these instances, so i'm starting this blog. Wether it's at my expense or not, i hope you find some sort of mild amusment out of this.

Questions are welcome

No off topic responses please

 

Soldat blog post #1

I had a very intimate moment with a co-worker today over something slightly unusual. We where both tasked with sweeping the warehouse and there was only one broom and dust pan, so like the genius i am, i decided we would split the chore. I would hold the dust pan and she would sweep (misogyny not intended)

It was the strangest thing, as soon as she started to brush the dirt into my dust pan the air around us shifted and it became this very intense 20-seconds-but-feels-like-20-minutes kind of moment... I feel like we both experienced the same thing but it could have just been me.

I held the dust pan down flat to the ground with my foot, because you know how sometimes dirt gets underneath. We were working together, in that moment two souls became completely synchronized, and initially it felt very uncomfortable like i wanted it to end, but then after the fact i was able to appreciate that brief moment of intimacy with a stranger.

Moral of the story:

"people fall in love in mysterious ways, sometimes just the sweep of a broom"


....or something like that

 

Too late, i have several write ups writen ahead of time that i'm going to continue to dump here because i like telling stories

 

Soldat Blog post #2

I have this very strange addiction to spacing out and escaping into my head. My thoughts comfort me, it is my happy place, it is where i become truly productive. I philosophize about the fundementals of life and wonder how they tie into the nature of God, and how i can apply these fundementals to design.

I go through the majority of life on auto pilot becuse of how non-stimulating most of it is, It has actually hindered alot of my career potential. I make myself look a fool at work making mistakes left and right because of my lack of willingness to redirect my attention to what i am physicaly doing. Sometimes my thoughts become so intense and captivating that when i come-to, i forget what i'm supposed to be doing.

I recal this moment, i dropped a glass of barbeque sauce while i was busy being facinated with the golden ratio and how abundant it can be found in nature. While i was reached down to pick up the shattered glass, it hit me like a train; the human anatomy is a microcosm of all life. And then i remembered "Made in the image of God" everything started to click and this realisation hit me too hard too fast, i became overwhelmed. I desperately wanted to share this amazing revelation with my boss and co-workers during lunch break, i sat there the entire time waiting for a moment to segway into it, but i just couldn't bring myself to do it. I was conflicted. Part of me knew they needed to blessed with this information just like i was, but the conflicted side of me was convinced that they wouldn't understand and instead of sharing a genuine moment with these people i would end up with everyone looking at my sideways concerned for my mental health.

So instead of doing the right thing, i once again reduced to mediocrity and selfishly held my tounge. The perfect me would always be reaching out to others in an attempt to bring them closer to the truth. But the real me, the oh so flawed self that i am, always defaults to playing it safe.

Moral of the story:

Take it from a failure, do the right thing instead

 

Um what?

 

Soldat Blog post #3

I used to work at a safeway, it was my first job and it let me completely support myself out of pocket at 18. I worked there for 2 years, one year as a barista at starbucks, and another year on night crew. Even though i only worked at starbucks for one year, it's packed full of tons of funny episodes and deserving of it's own blog post.

But it was that second year where i realy devoloped as a person and found out who i was. It was when i first hit rock bottom and found myself in the genuine loving embrace of Jesus, feeling that connection changed me inside. I began to physicaly feel pain whenever other people used his name in foul ways. I started reading the bible and dived head first into the world of debate, theology and apologetics. After living the first 20 years of my life rotting my brain playing video games, disapointing everyone around me, and barely passing highschool even after being held back once; i finaly had a zealous desire for something that was worth a damn.

Months pass and i knew all the arguments and talking points. I began to actively seek out debates with people both online and at work, i was going to prove to everyone that God exists and Jesus is the answer to all of lifes problems. I took on the role of a "soldier of Christ", a christian apologist/ keyboard warrior who had knowledge and could be used by God to spread truth.

All of my efforts during the end of that final year at safeway culminated in one single moment. I reconised it was more appropriate to welcome others into a conversation instead of being so militant, so i posted something on the board in the break room " Let's talk about Jesus!" (with my phone # attatched)

To my suprise i began to recieve calls from anonymous co-workers who thought what i did was a joke. One call for example, they started by asking my name, "this is jesse" and than i could hear the entire break room bust into laughter in the background. Another co-worker aproached me in the back and in front of everyone asked if had snapped, as if what i did was so outragous. It was unusual sure, but not at all warranting the kinds of reactions i got.

It was soon after all this happened i recieved a call for another job opportunity, one i was very excited to recieve. It reminded me of the verse... "blessed are those who are persecuted for my namesake" and it filled me with the validation that i desperately needed after all those failures.

First day at my new job I was super motivated. I convinced myself that I would set a good example for others and be a better soldier for Christ than I ever was. Unfortunetly i became too concerned with the approval of my new peers and started making compromises in my faith... and for what? Why be more concerned about the approval if my fellow men at the expense of the disapointment Jesus must have had in me...

It truly defies all rationality, the way we can betray the ones who are most loyal to us.

Moral of the story:

Don't trade pearls for dirt

 

Soldat blog post #4

Okay so i got a funny one for you guys today, following the last two downers. I was struggling to find a way to make a cohesive story out of the starbucks chapter of my life. So instead what i have for you today is a uncohesive collection of instances that may give you a chuckle.

The majority of our consumer base were the ethnic EBT card type, every time without fail they would order a frappaccino. One such customer we refered to as "caramel girl" becauce her regular drink was a caramel frapaccino with caramel sauce "COATING THE CUP AND LID" and she litteraly had like shavings for teeth, they where almost completely gone.

I once had an EBT family walk in and they all ordered caramel fraps, one of them wanted XXXxtra caramel and i had to tell them no because my boss told me we were running out of caramel and to use it sparingly. So the wife started chimping out at me and the dad, this big ass black guy said he was going to "woop my ass" so i just shamefully put my head down and finished making their drinks. It was a sad day for me

The women used to try and use her daughter to distract me while she not so sneakily walked out the door with liquor in her purse. I caught on and started taking a video of the women getting in her car with my phone, meanwhile her daughter is freaking out trying to take my attention away "sir! Sir! I want to sample somethibg!!!" Then she left with a fristrated sigh and her mom sped around to pick her up... Poor kid being used by her mom like that

My boss rarely hired guys, and she would only hire the attractive people, so i was essentialy living every harem anime nerds fantasy being surounded by cute girls in a small space with plenty of time to get to know eachother. But i was a taken man and a good boy. It was so cute, this one time my wife kierstyn snuck up when i didn't even know she was comming to see me. I was talking to a coworker and turned around to see like half of her head peaking around the corner all suspicous like hahahahahaha

Working in retail ruined me, it drove me absolutely insane. You are completely at the customers mercy, "the answer is yes now what's the question" kind of buisnes philosophy spawned all sorts of entitled adults "what dO YOU MEAN YOU'RE CHARGING ME FOR EXTRA CARAMEL I ALWAYS COME HERE AND THEY NEVER CHARGE ME" One time these two old ladies came in and asked me to cut their pastry in half for them and i was just so fed up with people in general i just told them to do it themselves "what am i going to cut it with MY FINGER?!!", "there are some plastic knives at the bar" and blah blah blah...


Oh god i was such a ****... Thank god it's all over now, i'm never going back to retail.

 

You agreeing with me and liking all my posts lately is seriously starting to freak me out...

 

Realy? You don't find any value in it?

 

Lol, i've always had bad spelling habbits like that