Misinformed People Bug Me

My tolerance for people who talk out of there butt is usually high, but this time I could not help myself. It all started when I went to Staples to buy a calculator. I went to the area where the calculators where being displayed at. While browsing, I overheard, “Tech Talk”; so I couldn’t help myself but eavesdrop. When I found the calculator I wanted, the lady was like, “I’ll have to find it in the back. I’ll b right back.” Right then I knew that I should have just walked away. Instead I stayed and tried to grin and bear the sales person conversation.

Let me set it up for you, there’s the buyer and the sales person. The buyer is trying to figure out which computer buy. There are two models on sale. The sales person is trying to clarify the differences between the two and is basically trying to sell this person CRAP. The problem was that the sales person obviously had no real computer background, because he kept referencing an Intel site to define what processor does what. He’s like Vista NEEDS 3 Gigs of RAM and I was really…3Gigs? He was totally saying things that were just not true.

Now let me tell you I tried to hold my tongue, but I hate seeing people getting the once over by misinformed people (see I can restrain myself...lol). I saw that he was having a problem with his “solid” Vista computer and I was , “Are you trying to find the system specs?” He said, “No” and continued to explain what he was trying to do. At this point, the buyer asks me which computer I would choose. I was thinking, “I wouldn’t touch this with a million mile pole”( they were that bad). I then I asked him, “What do you plan on doing with the computer: web browsing, email, productivity or gaming?” He was, “yeah all of those.” I got the feeling he just wanted to buy a computer that would not be a dinosaur in 6 months. I then compared specs on both computers, which thosevdidn’t make any sense. It was like someone stuffed random parts in a cheap shell. One was a Pentium D and one was a Core 2 Duo. Both “dual core” processors. I went on to mention that both are dual core. And the sales person was, “No, Pentium D is Hyper Threaded” At that point I was……hrmm. And the sales person went on to spout off about stability and other things that did not make sense. Again all this happened while the lady was finding the calculator. I felt like saying, “DON’T LISTEN TO THIS GUY!!!(as if the caps does not show my frustration)”Here’s my card and just call me.” But I felt that would have been unprofessional since the sales person was right there chatting away. Now if sales person left to find something then, GAME ON!! Now, being that I wasted too much time, I excused myself, bought the calculator and left. When I left I was all worked up. I was like why? And after thinking for a bit, it’s because I take a huge amount of pride in what I do. It’s an artwork...of sorts. And I just hate seeing people getting taken advantage of.

So there it is, my Staples experience. Enjoy.

Poison Ivy

What I thought was a bug bite has now turned into Poison Ivy. At first I thought I got bit by a bug in my bed, but then a second bite showed up. I was like how can the same bug bite twice one two separate nights. I knew something was wrong when the bites started getting bigger and started to bubble. Now I have never had poison anything so I had no clue. And then I remembered a Mythbusters episode about poison Ivy and how it can take up to a week to show up. Well last week I went to Henry Coe State Park for a backpacking trip. The oils must have got on my cloths then transfered to my arm because I was covered the whole time. So tonight I went down stairs to get some bandaids and my Mom insisted on looking at the bite. She was like, "That posion ivy!" and insisted on going to her magical medicinal book to find a wholesome remedy. Well we found one that consisted of rubbing alcohol and white vinegar. Now..I smell like Easter egg coloring and my arm itch. But I guess it takes 10 days to get better. So until then bring your nose plugs.

-Seacrest Out

Home Sweet Home

mood: still optimistic
listen to: still listening to Vineyard Music, More Than Ever

Usually these updates aren't little. They sometimes expand into what seems like a novel.

I'll try and keep it short.

Well for the appetizer, well start with me moving back my parents. Now it's not as bad as it might sound. I get my own spacious room, with a TV. Who can complain. I seem to have a hard time finding a place to stay. First I was living with my girlfriends family. Then then church parsonage. When we got a new pastor I had to leave. That time was fun time(that was sarcastic). It reminds me of Mosses. How God gave him a rather laid out plan, and Mosses, still questioned God. That is the story of my life. When things happen, like moving, and not knowing where you are going. I start to question, "God where are you?!?". But almost as soon as I ask the question, I seem to get an automated response from God. And the response is similar to how god responded to Mosses, "I will be with you". STOP FREAKING OUT!!! That was another response that I would get. I would also get, "I provide you with all these things: food, clothing, work and friends. Will I just leave you hanging?" Then I start to calm down and holy smoke, things work out. So I moved into a house with an older lady from the church. And the answer is no to the sponge bath! And it was cool there. then I remember praying, asking God to provide some kind of housing before the end of the year. I should really think before I ask, because that exact thing happened. But not how I thought. God is awesome that way. I get a call and is the lady and she said I had to move out because of family drama. So if you could imagine, it's like five days before Christmas and I need to get out of there. So I started to freak out again, not nearly as bad as last time. But freak out non the less. I was in a state of, " where the heck do I go?" So here we have it, I need to get out of there and no place to go. I knew I could go back to the one place I thought I would never go back...my parents house. It was my only choice trust me. So I called my mom and to say the least, was elated to have her prodigal son home again.."for a season", as she puts it. And here I am, writing from my old room, minus the two other bros I shared it with.

Like I said before, it's really not that bad. The relationship between my parents and I has matured. They know this is only temporary, and that I need my space. Which I appreciate. It's almost better than where I lived before. As much as I tried running from this place, I think that after 6 years I am here for a reason. To maybe mend somethings. It's not clear as of right now, but I'm positive that I will gain a clear understating of why I'm here.

Please keep me in your prayers.

Till Next Post,

-Jesse

A Fresh Start

mood: optimistic
listening to: Vineyard Music, More Than Ever

Welcome. Since everyone one I know has a Blog, I thought I might try and give this a shoot again. I want this to be a place to where I can be a little vulnerable, to maybe expose more of myself. For you, the reader, to get a glimps into my head. To view the snap shoot of my life at any given time. And last, for me to look back and see how my life and beliefs change. To see just what kind of a journey I can get myself into. To see where God is guiding me. For you to see my valleys and mountains. This will be a prayerful expedition in which we will embark on.

Let jump together!!!