Day 1

Today is March 4th, 2015.

I am 28 years old, male, 138 pounds on a good day, but still failing to get up to 155 as weight keeps falling off me. At 18 I started working at a call center in an entry level. I never decided to go to college, homeschooling kind of taught me that it made more sense to just do things yourself and have a sense of accomplishment to it. That, and how to cheat in Spanish and French. A decade later, after various other positions all within various different call centers, I have landed right back to where I started.

Entry.
Level.
Position.

Two days ago, a man yelled at me for 5 minutes straight because he couldn’t understand how his television worked. He then tried rationalizing suicide because “this world isn’t worth living in with the technology that is taking people away from each other”.

Yesterday, as I sat across from Tina, the woman interviewing me for school, she asked if I had any last questions for her.

 “Do you think it will be more difficult, since I don’t know anything about it?”

“I don’t think I have ever seen as much motivation as you have. You are going to do wonderful.”

I have had a failed marriage. I have gone through bankruptcy. I have worked at jobs I hate for bosses even worse. But I have a second chance. I’m engaged, and I’m not making the same mistakes again. 

Today I’m making a change in my life. I have no idea about the field I am going into, but I’m about to learn. I’ve been working on a business plan with my soon to be wife and we’ve waited for the time to be right. It’s time to go at this full force. I have never been more motivated to make something work in my life. And I want to document my entire experience.

Starting April 21st, I will be going to school to be a barber. And goddammit, I’m going to be good at this.