Anonymous Declares Total War on Donald Trump

Unless you have been living under a rock you are probably aware that a presidential election is in our very near future.  Normally I avoid politics like the plague, but this election is one I simply do not understand.

The candidates are petty and cruel, seemingly caring more about themselves then the country or its people.  None of them seem to have any actual plan, and worse the candidates themselves are all very scary individuals.

Years ago I remember watching the movie V For Vendetta.  It was a movie that seemed to speak to me at my core, but today I am reminded of one particular line from the movie.

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Never in all my life have I been more worried about the future.  And, I think, everyone in the country feels the same unease.  Jokes about moving to Canada, or leaving the country seem to plague social media.  I personally know friends who have unfriended people on Facebook because they support one candidate or another.  Rallies and conventions are in the news media because of violence and hate crimes.

Is this what America is about?  Is this the type of nation we truly want to become?

I have struggled over questions like these because there seems so little I as one person can do.

But it seems that Anonymous shares some of my concerns and has declared total war on Donald Trump.

Dear Donald Trump, we have been watching you for a long time and what we see is deeply disturbing. Your inconsistent and hateful campaign has not only shocked the United States of America, you have shocked the entire planet with your appalling actions and ideas. You say what your current audience wants to hear, but in reality, you don’t stand for anything except for your personal greed and power.

What are your thoughts on the upcoming election?

If You Ever Go Out To Eat READ THIS

*begin rant*

Unless you have been living under a rock you are aware that Valentines Day was last Sunday.  This holiday is traditionally reserved for couples to gift each other with flowers, chocolate, and a nice meal out at a restaurant somewhere close by.

I work at such an establishment, and I thought I would share with all of you some of the experiences I have had over the last week.  The good, the bad, and the terribly disrespectful and rude ones.

First lets get something very clear.  When you go to a nice place to eat, your server is NOT your slave!  We do our best to make sure you have a pleasant experience,  but please remember to treat us with respect.

As a server, I like to make my customers laugh.  When I greet a table I usually say something like this…

“Hi guys, my name is Adam, and I will be taking care of you tonight.  Before we get started I should probably apologize ahead of time, because I am going to do everything I can to screw up your order, and make your experience miserable.”

This generally gets a nice laugh out of people, and breaks the ice.

On Valentines Day I had two women come in, and sit in my section.  I greeted them with a variance of the above text, and they laughed, had a good time, and left me a very nice note which read…

“God Adam! You lied to us! AGAIN! You said this was going to be the worst Valentines Day dinner ever, but you lied! It was fabulous!  So disappointed!  Just kidding because you’re awesome!  Thank you!”

This little note made my night!

Sadly however not all tables react this way to my sense of humor.

I had another table come in, and I greeted them the same way.  For their entire stay they ordered me around, spoke rudely to me, sent back food time and time again, and overall were very unpleasant.

Now when you are a server you have to expect this kind of table from time to time.  I served them with a smile on my face, and treated them with respect.

It wasn’t until they left, and I discovered the note they left me, that I got upset.

“Hi Adam.  I was a waitress for 27 years.  Please, please, please, NEVER introduce yourself as a sub-standard waiter.  It will ALWAYS come true if that is the expectation.  Tell people your (she should have used you’re) new, exhausted, but never that they will have a bad experience.  You should tell them that you are working on their behalf, and trying to help them have a happy day.  I treated you they way I did in order to teach you a lesson.  You are a nice guy, and can do better.  I hope the lesson was learned.”

Did I mention they also left me a 4 cent tip?

So I guess the real lesson I learned here is that my table approach doesn’t always work for everyone.  Not everyone gets, or has a sense of humor.  And some people feel it is their duty to teach the world lessons they didn’t ask for.

*end of rant*

A Moment Of Honesty

Today has not been an easy day for me.  I spent the large majority of the day trying to help someone.  Someone that I care about.  I have, for the better part of a year done everything I could to help this person.  This includes financially, physically, I even put myself in possible legal trouble just to help this person.

So all of that being said, I spent most of the day helping this person, only to get railroaded and blamed for something I didn’t do.

af8263e4cdf77e4df36a9c371022aa21I’m tired of passive aggressive people, who take their own insecurities and problems out on others.

In the last week I have had to deal with this from my family, my friends, and a cowardly boss who continues to blame all his life’s problems on other people.

When I deal with passive aggressive people like this I have one of two reactions…

  1. Let my anger out, and blow up.
  2. Take off, and never let those people into my life again.

Neither solution is very healthy, but I have been dealing with this kind of drama most of my life.  My family is filled with negative, violent, passive aggressive jerks who would rather scream and yell at others, rather then see the problem within themselves.

Who knows maybe I am not much different, because try as I might I am still surrounded by drama, coming in from all sides, from people who take and take and take without ever giving anything back!

I am just worn out, and tired of helping people who really don’t care.

*end of rant*

Who Forgot To Update His Website?

ME

In my defense I have been sick for going on a week, and whatever this is, it’s been zapping my strength & motivation.

Yesterday afternoon I felt like I had been hit by a freight truck.  It seemed every ounce of energy I had had been sucked out of me, and all I wanted to do was sleep.  But alas, I couldn’t.  I had to go to work.

Throughout my entire shift I dreamed of my bed, and how comfortable it was going to feel to just collapse into it, and drift off into dream land.  That very thought is what motivated me throughout my entire shift to just keep going.

Imagine my disappointment when I arrived home, exhausted, tired, worn out, and couldn’t fall asleep.

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I tossed and turned for hours, and finally drifted off to a shallow sleep sometime around 4AM.

Sleep, for me, has always been a tricky thing.  Growing up I could never get enough of it, and anyone who knows me will assure you that I am NOT a morning person.  Trust me! You have better luck waking up a 3 day old corpse than you do getting me out of bed in the morning.

But as an adult, especially the last 5 years or so, sleep has eluded me.  Night comes, and my brain starts to think too much.

Sometimes I will just lay in bed, reading, or watching a show on Netflix.  Other times I will just stare at the ceiling.

Now I will say that some of this is my own fault.  I sleep much better when I am meditating regularly. The last month or so I have been very spotty on my meditation practice.

Today I am going to make it a point to mediate twice, and I am hoping that I will be able to sleep soundly tonight.

Anyways that really is all I have for now.  So till next time, be safe, and try not to do anything I would do 😉

Humanities Extinction

It has been awhile since Hollywood has come out with a really good “end of the world” type movie.  Come to think of it, the last ones I can remember came out when I was still in high school.  Movies like Armageddon, The Day After Tomorrow, and Independence Day come to mind.

I would venture a guess that most human beings don’t think about the end of the world. Like death, I think we all know it will happen someday, but choose not to think about it. A problem for future generations to deal with.

The end may be sooner then you think, and worse it doesn’t look like the end of humanity will come by asteroid, alien invasion, or deadly storm.  The end, it seems, will come at the hands of humanity itself.

6975466-end-of-the-worldIn a recent interview Stephen Hawking theorizes that 1,000 years may be all humanity has left.  He warns that with advances in science & technology bring with it “new ways that things can go wrong.”

I am inclined to believe Hawking, but maybe for different reasons.  Humanity is becoming increasingly distracted to the realities of what is going on around them.  Social media, TV, and cell phones have lowered our attention spans significantly.  Obesity is at an all time high, and our schools and educational systems are eliminating the very things that make life worth living such as music, art, photography, theater, and more.

If humanity was to be wiped out tomorrow how would we want our species to be remembered?  If we only have 1,000 years left we should focus on more important things besides how many Facebook friends we have, or how many “likes” we got on our last Instagram photo.

Life is to be lived, felt, believed, and remembered.  If humanity only has 1,000 years left I hope we make those years ones of great significance and importance.  And I truly hope, before the end, that we can put our differences behind us, and come together as one species united.

How I’m working for change inside my church

As some of you may, or may not know, I was born into the Mormon church.  I was baptized when I was 8. Received the priesthood when I was 12.  Went on a mission to the California Ventura mission, and a number of other “expected” checklist items within the Mormon church.

Over the last few years I have had what many call a “crisis of faith.”  I have watched the way my sisters, and nieces have been treated and taught within the church.  I saw the horrible, and somewhat despicable way my cousin was treated when he came out as gay. Ive watched family members shun, and discredit others that were different from themselves, and look down on “non members”, and its bothered me.

Now before I go any further let me explain a few things about my personal faith.  I believe in God.  I always have.  I also believe in the power of prayer.  Throughout my life I have had too many experiences to make me doubt that God is real, and that he listens to peoples prayers.

But the question I have held for a long time is this.  Why do people commit horrible and often tragic actions in the name of God?  A God they believe and teach is merciful, loving, and offers forgiveness to everyone.  Why do the actions of church members not mirror the teachings of God?

I have heard many answers throughout my life.  Things like, “The church is perfect, but the people aren’t.” Or, “God gave mankind free agency.”  These kind of answers never set well with me. Especially when I see the actions of man being passed off as “Gods will.”

Gender and racial inequality within the church has been something I have struggled with my whole life.  And recently, the new rules and laws against the children of same sex couples has been hard to swallow.

However, this video raises some very interesting questions.  How do we fight for change, and still respect the beliefs of others?  Like Chelsea Shields, I am not sure I have a good answer to that.  So for now I continue to have faith in God, and have faith that my prayers on this subject are being heard.

Which is worse, failing or never trying?

hellThis is a question that I have been thinking about for some time now.  In the wake of some of my biggest failures this year, and the pain those failures have caused I have, late in the night, wondered if it would have been better to have never tried.  To be ignorant of the experience, and avoid the pain of failure.

In 2012 I took a job with a company in Seattle.  It was a small company, but had enormous potential, and I was excited to be working with them.  I started on the 1st of July, and began working in their sales department.  On my first day I made a sizable sale.  The feeling of accomplishment was like a drug to me, and it fueled me from one sale to the next.  But, like all drugs eventually I wasn’t satisfied with making $1000.00 or $2000.00 sales.  I wanted more.  So I started targeting larger companies.  Companies with problems that my product could solve.  In October of 2012 I brought in my companies first big client in several years.  A contract worth $21,000.00.  It was a tremendous feeling, and accomplishment.  The deal had taken a lot of work, including phone calls, emails, meetings, and more.  In the end I thought it was worth the extra time I had spent on the deal, but my boss thought otherwise.

The man I was working for had no experience in the field we were working.  Furthermore he had little to no experience leading people or groups, and I would go as far to say that he was the worst person I have ever worked for.  He was a pessimist, bully, and most of his leadership tactics included passive aggressive behavior.  The bottom line, he was bad.  After I brought in my first big client my boss started to express displeasure at my choice of clients because in his words “Big clients require effort and work.”

Despite my bosses objections I continued seeking out larger and larger clients, and my boss started doing everything he could to stop me.  He discredited my name in front of co-workers, leaders, and the owners of the company.  He withheld resources, and manpower in hopes that without it I would be unable to sign big contacts.  He even went so far as to tell certain member’s of the staff they were not allowed to talk to me without his expressed permission.  However, despite all of that, I still came out on top.

you_can_walk_straight_through_hell_with_a_smile_by_emiemi345-d62cz6yAt the close of 2013 I was the only sales rep to sell above my yearly quota.  I had brought in several of the largest clients the company had ever seen, and opened doors to relationships that would blossom into amazing opportunity for the company for many years to come.  And yet, according to my boss I was the worst sales rep on the team.  He said I didn’t play by the rules, and that I was not a consistent sales rep. He said all this because I didn’t sell consistently month to month.  I would usually sell one big deal every 2-3 months, and then I would have 1-2 months of average sales.

At the start of 2014 I decided I wanted to play a more forward role in my company, and started making aggressive moves to help drive my company forward.  I used contact in my industry to secure speaking engagements, and write several articles for the company.  I even held private webinars for the company, offering our clients my expertise and experience, free of charge.  My boss on the other hand started making aggressive moves of his own.  He couldn’t fire me, because it would raise too many questions.  So he decided to launch an all out assault on me.

In the first 3 months of 2013 he alienated me from my team, drove me out of the office, cut off communication from almost everyone I worked with, and stole valuable leads and clients from me.  In the end I was forced to resign.

Never before has a job meant so much to me.  Never before had I put so much of my time, resource, and talent into a job or a company.  Never before had I wanted so badly to succeed.  My boss and his actions made no sense to me!  I could understand him not liking me.  There are a lot of people who don’t like me, but to deliberately destroy your top sales rep to satisfy your own personal vendetta is a mystery!

going-through-hellWhen I left this company I felt like a failure.  I felt like I had lost something extremely important to me, and for months it has torn its way through my insides like a poison.  But in the last two months I have started looking at my experience differently.  I was faced with an almost unattainable objective.  I wanted to be successful even though my boss was doing everything he could to make me fail.  Despite his best efforts, I still won!  Despite his best punches I am still standing, and even when he knocked me down I kept getting back up again, and again!  I don’t know why he did what he did, and even though he made my life hell in the first quarter of 2014 I learned an important lesson.

I can walk through hell, and survive.  I can endure the hot flames of the underworld and keep moving forward.  I can be successful despite extraordinary opposition.

So while I may have failed at my original goals, and yes I went through some sever depression and anxiety over my time at this company, what I took away from it is even more important, and I will carry it with me for the rest of my life!

Is The Office Still Necessary?

Happy 4th of July everyone.  I hope all of you are enjoying a quiet, relaxing day off of work.  Following my own advice I decided not to put any agenda together for today.  No to-do lists, or tasks I should accomplish by days end.  Instead I have just let the day flow naturally.  This morning I slept in, made a wonderful breakfast, played on Star Wars: The Old Republic, and I even got a chance to catch up on some reading.

While I was catching up on some reading when I came across this article by Chris Brogan.  Even though it was a sponsored post, I think Chris brings up some valuable insights.  Most of my career I have worked in some type of office.  A physical location where my employer, at the time, expected me to show up and “work”.  The problem was no matter how nice the office was it was never really my element.  I never felt completely comfortable, and because of that I never found myself entering a complete state of zen like focus as I worked on various projects.

On occasion, over the years I have been working, I have found reasons to work from home.  Every time I found myself sitting on the couch, with my feet up, and my laptop surprisingly on my lap.  With no distractions around me, or people to interrupt me, I found myself entering that rare zen like state of focus.  I could concentrate better, and more efficiently.  By the end of the day I would have accomplished a huge amount of meaningful, and valuable work.  Often times accomplishing more in one day then I would usually accomplish in a week at the office.

I have spoken to other people about this subject before, and 90% of them all say the same thing, “I wish I could work from home”.  If so many people wish they could work from home, why do we have so many offices?  I think Chris hits the nail on the head when he says this.

“So, costs if you want to work from the beach:

Laptop.
Software.
Wireless.
Trust.”

Can you see the main problem with this statement?  Trust.  The bottom line is to many employers simply dont trust their employees.  They feel they need to keep an eye on them, or they feel that if allowed to work from home employees would be lazy, and slack off.  I know that many employers will never admit this, at least not out loud, but I am convinced this is the reason why so many are forced to work day after day in uncomfortable environments.

Here is a question I have always asked when faced with these kinds of situations.  Why would you hire someone you don’t trust?  Its a question I don’t think many employers have answers for, but its a question I think is important enough that it should have an answer.

So why do you think that employers don’t allow employees to work from home?  Why do you think that employers don’t trust their employees?  What is the best way we can face this problem to bring about a significant social change in our society?

Give us your best answers in the comments below.  Till next time have a happy 4th of July!

-Jason

What Does This Say About My Morals

Yesterday I had no issues find the energy needed to workout.  I had plenty of anger to fuel me through my sprints on the treadmill.  On the TV screen in front of me was a news story about an infant who had been stuffed down a drain pipe.  The baby was alive, and eventually rescued, but I could not help wonder, who would do such a thing?!

Later that evening I was talking about this with a friend, and he said he felt all life was precious.  I sat quiet for a moment, slowly nodding my head, and suddenly realized I didn’t agree with him.  The thought took me by surprise, but the more I thought about the baby in a drain pipe, the more I thought about how some people don’t deserve life.

Chris and I continued to talk about our views on life, and he mentioned that many of the things that mankind does, is horrible, but who is he or I to judge.  At first, again, I agreed with him, but then I thought about it more, and found myself questioning that statement.  Once again I was surprised, but different scenarios started flashing in my brain, and I realized there were situations I could see myself being judge, jury, and executioner.

If someone were to murder my Wife, there is nothing that would stop me from tracking down the person responsible and ending their life.  The same goes for many of my friends and family.  Why in our society do we feel a group of twelve men and women who had no relationship to the victim, have the right to determine the punishment?  She was my wife, I should be allowed to pick the punishment.

There are many things in society that I think we just accept, but are they really right?  I am reminded of a Star Trek: Voyager episode where a man, who was convicted of murder, was cured after a brain defect was discovered in his brain.  The planets justice system allowed for the family of the murdered victim to decide their fate.  I remember thinking that I agreed with that type of justice.

We live in a society where convicted murderers spends 10-20 years on death row. Rapists are allowed to go free after “time served”, and so many other intolerable acts are allowed to permeate our society day after day!  Why do we allow this?  Is there anything that can even be done to change it?  Is revolution the only way to reset the system?  Has our society outgrown the need for government?

All of these questions are floating around in my brain, and some people I have spoken to sharply disagree with my questions.  They defend the system, and I wonder if they do so purely out of habit.   I wonder if they refuse to look at the reality of the situation and question it.

Other people I spoke to agreed with everything I said, and expressed having similar feelings.  It made me feel much better knowing I was not alone in my thoughts.  My question is…where do you fall?  What are your opinions on this subject, and why do you feel that way?

Just To Be Different – A Follow Up

Yesterday my friend Kiri Callaghan wrote a blog post entitled Just To Be Different.  I loved every word of it, because it brought out a feeling that I have carried with me for a long time.  I, like my friend Kiri, would spend hours customizing the look and feel of my characters in games.  I can still remember the first time I played NeverWinter Nights.  I must have spent at least two hours adjusting everything about my character until I got it just right!

When it came to adjusting my own look & style I was no different.  I would find a look or style I liked off of a TV or movie character and try and incorporate it into my own personal style.  And it did not end there.  I would randomly rearrange the furniture in my room, or apartment, change the cut or style of my hair, mess with the display settings on my computer, and constantly tweet the notification sounds on my phone.

Today, not much has changed.  I am balding, so there is little I can do with changing my hair style.  However I have decided I like the buzzed head look and feel.  But I still enjoy customizing and changing different aspects of my look & style.  I have fallen in love with tattoos, and am quickly developing a list of tattoos I want to get.

I look around and see so many people who loose this sense of creativity.  They stop feeling their sense of unique expression, and they fall into the suite and tie mentality.  They start saying to themselves that they are an adult now, and should start acting like an adult.  Whenever I hear that I want to scream!  I am 32 years old, I make a good living, am responsible, own my own car, pay my bills, and live in a nice house.  That has always been the definition of being an adult to me.

Why did people start thinking that the only way you could be an adult was to give up all your creativity, and love for unique self expression!  I say this as I sit in my office, surrounded by other professionals, while I wear my brand new Doctor Who T-Shirt.  I was so excited when this shirt came in the mail, and I have really enjoyed wearing it today.

I guess my point is be creative, be unique, be different.  I don’t care if you are a child or an adult.  Don’t let the world dictate what you should wear, how you should style you hair, or if you should get a tattoo.  Do it, and be proud of it!