thoughts of the past...

Mr play it safe was a afraid to fly
He packing his suitcase and kissed his kids good bye
He waited his whole damn life to take that flight
And as the plane crashed down he thought
Well isn't this nice....
And isn't it ironic, don't you think

I can still remember walking into the conference room and checking in with a zoom rep. All polished, cute and freshly cut hair with my my resume in hand smiled and said "good afternoon my name is Constantin Narcis Anton". She quickly glanced up and said "hello, please take a seat and we'll call you up'. I clearly remember scanning around the room and seeing who i had to beat up, spit at, or do something to make them sick and leave the room so i got the job. But on the other had i was scared, nervous and really wanted this job. But with in 10 minutes of sitting down a moment of 'O fuck' happened when my alarm came on from my phone. Imagine this, dead silence inside the conference room and all of a sudden this loud phone goes ''it's getting hot in here, so take off all your clothes''. I thought i was going to die.... So what did i do... I stood up and said "hi I'm Narcis and that is what you don't do at an interview" and i think that was the ice breaker. Clearly they loved me and i got the job.

Funny thing months later, one of the girls from my class Lucy Astill brought that up. In fact she was seated right behind me which i thought was funny. This is what she said "omg remember in our interview when your phone went off?" I said "Yes of course i do, I almost died"... She said "i didn't think you would of gotten the Job". Bitch please you're wrong... She meant no harm, but it was such a great story of 'O FUCK' and it turned out well. I guess it's kind of Ironic don't you think?


Its been an under the weather day today even though it was nice. 3 years today, i was standing in my uniform and being told by the hotel staff in Glasgow that we need payment from you. They also told me that your company has folded amd Zoom has no more money to fly you home. It's like someone took what you love to do, ripping it out of your heart and stepped on it. Then fed it to the dogs and topping it off by saying we don't have money to fly you home. I truly think that was the first day i found a grey hair! Sadly enough still to this day i miss the flying, destination, friends, and the trust you had with your co-workers of know they have your back.

It sucks knowing what you love to do is so far away from getting back into it. I wrote on my facebook "At home and thinking what's next! Sigh"

The one question i have is am i making the right choices right now?

so whats next NARCIS?