Life of a Trucker & Shopping Habits & Debt

Life of a Trucker & Shopping Habits & Debt

  Sometimes, I can’t inquire how I truly feel because I ignore myself a lot.  I’ve been in Dallas, TX all weekend.  Friday I went for this 10 mile walk to the mall just to get this superman watch I saw last time I was here.  To my surprise they still had it, and I also found a jersey to match for $8.  I saw the jersey 6 months ago but when I went back to get it they were sold out.  However the jersey was $20 then but because it’s fall it was on clearance.

  There is someone here giving off their Internet so I am able to download missed shows and movies.  I’ve been stuck here at the yard since Friday.  I paid for Internet but regretted it because it was extremely slow.  I don’t know who’s sharing their Internet, but I hope GOD does them good.

  Life is really boring now.  I didn’t know how much freedom I had before where I could just go out and do anything or everything.  However, I do keep in mind I didn’t have money to. Most of the time I stayed in the house so I wouldn’t spend any money.  Money seemed to be the reason why I did anything.

  I’m currently looking for local placements so that I can effectively take care of my son. I filled out my first application for Pepsi.  They seem to be hiring all of over the US, their pay is good, and their requirements are low.  Most of the local jobs requirements are for a year or more experience.

  Last week on 10/07, my trailer got stuck and I had to come to the yard for a safety talk.  I made a turn into a dirt road, and when I did the dirt slid me into a ditch leaning the trailer on my tire causing the tire not to turn.  I was stuck there for about 3 hours.  It was 4 in the morning so it wasn’t too bad.  No damage was done but after my safety talk I felt like there was. “If that trailer tipped over, you’d be out of job right now” is what the safety supervisor says.  He wasn’t too harsh but I don’t see why I have to be here for a week without pay.  I also had to be here for a 60 days talk.  Every 60 to 90 days you have to come to the yard for safety classes and truck maintenance.

 

  Don’t get me wrong; I love being a truck driver.  However, they try their best to stress you out on the road.  I’ve been dealing with stress my whole life, so it’s nothing new.  A couple of weeks just before my home time, I went to the Tanglet Outlet in Oklahoma City.  I have never been to one.  I didn’t really like it.  Everything was over priced or the same price.  My favorite store was rue21.  I just got some v-necks and cologne.  Most of the time, I limit myself to $20.

  I have to start saving because the IRS sent me a bill after a year of investigated my Tax issue.  Long story short, the people doing my taxes were claiming kids on my behalf.  They lie to me about it and so I went to the IRS office.  After I talk with them, they showed me documents that they forged my signature on and what was really stated on my taxes.  They said in ‘2010 the tax people retrieved $10,000 in my name.  It’s funny how I only got $2,500 of it.  Anyhow, I only have to pay them $1,000.

  So much stress so little time, not enough pay. I’m making it though.  I guess that biggie song was right, “the more money we come across the more problems we seek”.  However, I’m still not making enough to even enjoy it.  I just started and it’s like I’m starting but even more in debt.

  In conclusion, I’m just going to save and once I get my son back I’ll be okay.  I’m just glad I’m out of that trailer.  I don’t think any less of people that live in trailer parks but I just didn’t like room mating.  Trailers are too small for two men to roommate.  It was my first time and hopefully my last time. There was a trucker I had seen who had a tattoo that said “RIP DAD, MISS YOU”.  He didn’t look like a guy who would get that type of tattoo.  It must have really hurt when his dad died.  Sometimes I wonder about my father.  What he looks like? Does he even care I am alive?  All my mom could say was that he’s in NY and that I have his name.  After 28 years, she finally says something about him.  There are a lot of reasons why I don’t like to talk to her.  I’m a simple guy however she isn’t a simple mom.  The only thing I care about is being a father again, so one day if I die early my son will care the same.

Sincerely,

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Letting The Negative Ones Go And Leaving The Positive Ones In

  Negative people are human beings that constantly bring you down.  They seem to interrogate a conversation just to specify what your doing. “Oh you need to do this”,” Your doing this the wrong way”, “your never make it”, or “just give it up”.  Negative people seem to have the answer when in reality 99% of the time it’s them that need advice or help.

  Positive people are people that love you and inspire you.  They encourage you no matter the consequences or results…

  Most of the people in urban areas would say they have more negative people than positive.  The truth be told it doesn’t matter where your from, how rich you are, or what race because everybody experiences it.  Family, so-called Friends, Neighbors, and Teachers can all be negative in some way.  This negativity changes are way of thinking, it changes our decisions, and paths of life.

  How many of you have positive people in your life?

  Isn’t a great feeling?

  To have someone there to inspire you, adore you, love you, and encourage everything you do just to see you be happy.

  Some of you get it from your parents, siblings, or friends.  However when it’s a negative outcome, it always hurts the most when it comes from these specific people.  If your mother says "you’ll never make it in that", how do you take that?  The person who gave you life doesn’t approve of your decision. 

  In 2009, a man walked into an LA Fitness center and shot a gun randomly in a room full of women.  In his online blogs, he posted his relationship with his mom wasn’t good, he got tired of seeing white women with black guys, and thought that women just didn’t like him.  The main reason why police think he did this was because his relationship between his mother was not good.

  This story was one I’d never forget because I don’t have a good relationship with my mother either. However, I could never do such a thing.  I hardly ever get the girl either but that doesn’t mean I’m going to take it out on everyone.  Even so, I could very much understand where he was coming from.  If there is one thing I have learned is that people are going to have their opinions.  Mother or not if they are negative in your life, let them go.

  I went for almost two years without talking to my mom and it didn’t hurt one bit.  “I keep the positive people in, and let the negative ones go”.  She doesn’t believe in nothing I do.  She pretends to agree just so you can be satisfied.  However, the number one reason for keeping her out is that she does not listen.  No matter the situation, No matter who’s it about, she will shake her head like she is listening.  Yet if you bring it up two days later, or a month later she’ll say “you didn’t tell me” or "you didn't say that".

  Growing up, I have had so-called haters.  I have had people call me ugly, tell me I can’t sing, and so on.  I have had negativity come from all aspects of people.  No matter what, I got through it by leaving the positive ones in.  Life is hard if no one is uplifting you so I took every little positive word and instilled it in my head.

  Not every girl thought I was cute, but some did.  So the ones that did, I kept in mind that not every girl is going to think I’m attractive.  For the people that said I couldn’t sing, I kept in mind that I’ve gotten standing ovations.  I also understood that I couldn’t be on key all day, 24/7.  I sang on the Internet when 56k was modern technology and got so many compliments.  My first website was just pictures of me, and I didn’t get 100’s of emails or comments but I got a few from ladies all around the world. The little things that count can be so much bigger if you just listen and focus more on the positives.

 

   I have a friend that always deals with this because subconsciously he wants everyone to like him.  He fears REJECTION! Who doesn’t?  My advice to him was that “you can’t save the world”.  Superman can save the world but that still does not mean everyone is going to respect him or like him.  In a sense, haters do exist to make us stronger.  Our weakness is truly dealing with it.  Either you will overcome it, or end up taking it out on others.  

  Your brain works very much like a battery.  You have negative terminals and positive terminals.  Do you know what happens when you jump start a car with the terminals mixed up?  The result is the same analogy you need to give your brain. So when you need a jump start, don't even consult the negative terminal. You don't even need to put it on the battery to jump it anyway right?  So when your feeling down, only consult the positive terminal, the positive people and leave the negative terminal, the negative people to the side.  The positive people who always keep you charged as though positive charging cables would a battery.  

  In conclusion, “You have to Let The Negative Ones Go, and Leave the Positive Ones In”.  This essential for a healthy way of thinking for your future decisions and life.

 

Sincerely,

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