February 19th and Earlier

SGL (Sheep Guarding Llama) started in the Autumn of 2000 with some basic house information and directions and announcements for the upcoming New Year’s Eve Party (of which a few pictures still remain.) Starting in November of 2000 daily updates began appearing but these were not archived and have since been lost. On Feb. 20 – updates began staying on the page and it began to grow. Now we are careful to archive our prior news.

By the time we started archiving, we had already reached a fair level of popularity. Our first announcement of an LotM came on our second day of archiving. We already had achieved a high number of readers unknown to us here at SGL by Jan. 1, 2001.

All “dailies” posted before February 19, 2001 should appear under the “Looking Back” category and have been written years later when the opportunity to fill in events presented itself.  Filling in the gaps on SGL is an ongoing effort to make the most complete record of my life as possible.

October 26, 1995: Pizza Hut

After deciding to drop of GMI Engineering and Management Institute (later to become Kettering University) in order to pursue a degree in Classical Guitar and Trombone Performance I needed to find work as I would no longer be working as an engineer with Ben-Mer Manufacturing up in Rochester. This is probably best as they were crooks there anyway and completely incompetent. I wasn’t learning anything and getting no where. It was a really crappy and stressful place to work.

So, Josh had worked at Pizza Hut in Geneseo for a while and had recently moved on to a store up in Rochester and he put in a good word for me – hopefully that isn’t why I got the job. So I took a job at Pizza Hut in Geneseo as a pizza maker. Not very exciting nor did it pay very well but it fit my schedule and allowed me to go to college while I worked.

Over time I would become the team lead, one of only three dough masters, one of the top two pizza makers and even try my hand at waiting tables while at Pizza Hut which I left for a while, came back to for a short time and then finally left completely in 1997.

The last job that I would do there before leaving was to play classical guitar in the restaurant for tips but the waitresses complained to the manager that I was making far more money than them and I was told that making the customers happy just wasn’t appreciated. It was neat while it lasted and I was making over $20 an hour in tips which was great compared to normal Pizza Hut pay.

Overall the PH experience was valuable only in learning how awful jobs can be. Most jobs at this level are. I had my first real experience with a sexist boss and experienced the glass ceiling first hand. Sexual discrimination against the male staff was so drastic that they didn’t even attempt to hide it. We were told by Wendy, the store manager, that only women could be waitresses and only waitresses could become managers since no one could be a manager without having done all the different jobs. So barred men from waiting tables as a means to barring them from any and all promotions. I only made team lead because the area manager over Wendy promoted me when Wendy wasn’t around.

It was neat working in the busiest Pizza Hut in upstate New York for a while. It was a good experience, but the best part was getting to leave when I finally did.

June 30, 1992: The End of the Last Vacation

Left Littletown, New Hampshire and drove the remaining distance back home to Peoria, New York today.  This was to be a momentous day in my personal history, and my parents’ as well, I suppose.  This was the final day, of the final vacation that we would ever really take as a family.  At least in the traditional sense of me being a child and vacationing with my parents.  In a year I would be working all summer and unable to take time off to get away other than to look at colleges and far too busy with social commitments to leave for an extended period of time.  And the summer after that I would end up leaving for university in Michigan almost immediately after high school graduation.  So this was it, the last hurrah.  The final big trip that we would have together in this way.

In total it was 2,682 miles on this trip.  The longest that I will have drive and/or ridden on a road trip for more than a decade.  (I won’t surpass this in a single trip until my honeymoon in 2004, returning to many of the same locations.)

 

[Written: 23 Feb 2016]