So my lovely job has been giving me a hard time with my sick time. They tried to say if I already employed with the Saudi company that I can't use any of my sick time. But truth be told I really wont be officially hired until I go over to Saudi Arabia. Seven years of service and 3 weeks of advance notice and they still try to give me a hard time. I feel disgusted by the attitude of some of the hierarchy at my job. " Is Wayne Brady gonna have to Choke a Bitch" I want to leave on good terms because you just never know but I tell you what they are really making it hard for me. It is a wonderful reminder of one of the reasons I am leaving.
On another note, I have been getting my stuff together that I'm going to bring on my adventure and one of those things my lovely wife has blessed me with is a new camcorder to tape my exploits in the KSA. It's a waterproof Sanyo ( ironic) and I should get it on Monday. Then maybe I can add some video to this blog. I have never been a person who shared easily or ever was able to keep a journal for more that a few entries. Just not my style but I will promise my friends and family that read this, I will do my best to at least put an update in every week. That being said I will leave you with a short poem that best describes me by Dean Alfange
I Do not choose to be a common man
It is my right to be uncommon—if I can.
I seek opportunity—not security. I do not wish to be a kept citizen, humbled and dulled by having the state look after me.
I want to take the calculated risk; to dream and to build, to fail and to succeed.
I refuse to barter incentive for a dole. I prefer the challenges of life to the guaranteed existence; the thrill of fulfillment to the stale calm of utopia.
I will not trade freedom for beneficence nor my dignity for a handout. I will never cower before any master nor bend to any threat.
It is my heritage to stand erect, proud and unafraid; to think and act for myself, enjoy the benefit of my creations and to face the world boldly and say, “This I have done.”
