Was my last entry. Oops. Since then, I have been laid off. Unemployment is easily the most boring thing I have ever done in my life. Luckily, Sensei/Coach/Jason Morris is letting me take judo until I can pay him. Swish. Also, I am enrolled in the EMT class. FINALLY. This has been YEARS in the making.
Let's take it back to when I was 18. I was 5 years into a police training program, and way too squared away for an 18 year old. Alcohol and drugs weren't anything I would even dream of doing. There was a girl I was crazy about. Around this time I got into EMS. I loved it, there was nothing like being the first people to the scene of an accident or any sort of health concern. I was one of the people that the public turned to. Sunday nights were the most exciting time ever. From 6-10pm, I was living my dream. It became a ritual, every Sunday night I'd show up at 6 with Tim and we'd immediately do a rig check. Once that was set, we waited for the rest of the Explorers to get there and we would do our usual meetings and training. I would always try to partner with this girl. The whole while, we would wait for the tones to drop. Summer was a blast, we'd always toss a football inside the bay or outside if we could see. Winters were always cold, hence us both rocking Under Armor with the already hilarious yellow and black uniforms. Everyone thought we were related. Then, one night when we showed up, it was all over. The program had suddenly been dissolved. I met a lifelong friend there as well. My friend "Doctor Dave," or David Neubert. We're still friends to this day, and whenever we go anywhere together people think we're brothers. Apparently, all us whiteys look the same. Anyways, the Explorer program was gone, and I was going to college. Things changed so suddenly.
I still did the police explorer program, and the looks I got walking down the dorm hallway in a full class A uniform, badge and all were priceless. EMS went on the backburner, as did the police explorers for awhile. I'm now working at Best Buy and I left college. Sure, I have everything I want but I'm not really DOING anything.
Now, I'm 22 and working at a bank. I am unhappy. My usual demeanor is completely altered thanks to working in a stifled, flourescent-lit hell. After 10 months, I get laid off. Uh-oh. Hey, wait a sec....
"Back to school." One of the most dreaded quotes ever was now the most inspiring. I enrolled in the EMT class 2 days later, and am heading in the right direction.
Let's hope this works.
