The Basics

So I didn't know what to name this thing, and as I was going through the settings, it asked if I wanted to add an Adult Content warning. I then though that I am an adult (debatable), and that all my content would be adult content. So my friends are all doing blogs, and I just want to fit in, so am falling in line with them, per usual...? Here are the basics of the last 2 years or so.


I moved to Holladay, Utah on January 8, 2010 and lived with my grandparents. Went to LDSBC for 3 semesters. I worked for New Rev Group for 2 months selling office supplies for quill door-to-door to businesses. Brutal job, but learned an extreme amount of sales knowledge and experience in a short time. I didn't have a car, so that made it much more exhausting. I was walking around for 8-9 hours each day in the summer heat in a full suit. But that job wouldn't work with school, since it was 10-11 hours a day, five days a week. So I secured a job working for T-mobile, then quit New Rev Group. This was quite an experience. I enjoyed the job at the beginning. MY boss,named Andy Christensen, was cool at first. Then about a month in he totally hated me. A switch just flipped. partially because the store as a whole wasn't hitting the numbers (we were the somewhat tied for the slowest stores in the area). The new guy, me, was just a few sales below the new "rockstar" salesman that my manager begged to come back to work for the store. I would be in the store, and my other coworker would go outside to smoke much too often. He would snipe all the sales by asking what they needed help with, and would send me all the bill pays, and if they wanted a phone, he would put out his cigarette and help them. That made me feel a little..... royally pissed off. So after a while I finally had it after my boss tool a 4 phone sale form me and gave it to my coworker. I gave him some great words. I opened with a metaphor, comparing him to the anus. Felt fantastical. 


The next summer I went back home to Texas and worked at my favorite job(I've had 9), Sunrise Assisted Living. Awesome coworkers and the coolest residents. I was a care partner and helped the residents throughout the day, serving them meals, having them come to activities, hosting activities (most often trivia type games), and I was the primary outing guy. I would drive the residents out to movie and a dinner, plays at the Miller outdoor theater, and other random places. I wish my school and that exact Sunrise were in the same city.


After that summer, I came back to Utah, and started at the University of Utah. Took 4 classes and did really well. I long boarded for the first time, which ended disastrously. My friend Diogo took me to Sugarhouse Park, which has little wussy hills. We start rolling down this hill, and this car drives past me, so I have to pull into the oncoming lane (wait for it) and so I have to minimize my carving (wasn't sure how that is done) so I am just going straight down gaining speed, which hindered my attempt at not being next to a car because I sped up and kept up with it. Then I get the wobbles hardcore, I try to get my balance back for probably two seconds, which felt like forever. I then decided to bail, so I jumped off going at LEAST 20 mph (conservative estimate). My feet touched the ground and immediately left the ground. I flipped forward and landed on my right shoulder. Not sure if I rolled just once or twice, or even thrice, but I landed on my feet and tried to play it off. I chased after my board then collapsed onto the grass. I had the wind knocked out of me and I felt a huge bump on my shoulder. I thought it was an extremely fast occurring bruise. "What kind of sorcery is this?" But after feeling it I realized it moved, which experience told me that bruises don't do that. I thought my arm had popped out of it's socket. After some failed attempts of putting it back in, I went to an urgent care clinic, then an orthopedic surgeon. I had a level 3 acromiclavicular separation. I snapped the three ligaments that holds the clavicle bone to the shoulder. So now my clavicle stick out of my shoulder (awesome (no sarcasm)), and I can dig in my clavicle by my neck and move my whole clavicle out of my shoulder. But the downside is I cant do weight lifting activities involving my shoulder. After a month of recovery time, its healed and I just have a loose clavicle and a wicked sweet story (and a cool pick up line...?).

Now I am taking 3 classes at the U: Survey of Jazz, Power Basics, and Computer Essentials. And I am currently looking for a job, preferably at a bank as a teller. And I spend most weekends taking the bus down to Provo and hanging with my cousins Kevin and Karissa, sometimes playing Dungeons and Dragons with Ben, and hanging out with Colby, Talyn Daniel, Adrian, Thomas, and and Katie, often making sick carne asada. Now I'm on spring break. And my only plans are to go to a tumbling gym this week with my cousins. other than that, I am going to try to acquire a position of employment.
Cheers