In 3 months, I will reach 1 year working at my job. That will be and at the moment is the longest I’ve ever worked for a company. All of my previous jobs have been short term, temporary jobs. Something I’ve started to realize and maybe am just over thinking it, is where do I fit in and interact with the people(co-workers) I work with and all the other people I see daily. Am stuck in the middle between two different age group of people. Those who are young, just finish college and then those who are older, married etc. It not something that bugs me, but it something I’ve become self aware. My previous jobs, I’ve had co-workers who were older or younger. Never been stuck in between both, so now am trying to adjust. Adjusting how to act, how to speak when you are dealing with younger and older people. Having conversation and what you should and shouldn’t bring up in conversation. A conversation you might have with a younger person is not the same conversation you would have with a older person. Unless it about politics or sports etc. Well, I continue on with my job duties and observer and listen to what going around me.
Well hope all of you are doing well mentally and physically with this pandemic. Can’t believe it been 1 year already. Take Care:)
I would consider myself an observer. No matter where am at, if am alone or with people am always observing everything that around me.
Walking the street of downtown San Antonio, Texas, I blend into the many tourist who roam the street like zombies. Slowly walking, looking lost, some with their eyes on their cell phone, others with their eye wandering around with their hands on their camera. I myself also carrying a camera, but not acting so zombie like, observing my surrounding, looking for that right photographic shot.
My ears and eyes observing as people pass me by running along the riverwalk. Listening to the ducks quaking, listening for the sound of foot steps pounding on the pavement as people walk and run coming from behind me. My eyes taking notice what people are doing, what they are wearing, whats going on around town that attracts the tourist. Some stopping to take a selfie, families stopping by to get an ice cone from the small vendors station through out town.
Sometime there will be moments where I talk with a tourist or someone local about what going on around town, or asking for direction. Other time I’ll get stop and get ask about my camera. Most time I will stop to take a break from walking and drink water from the water bottle I carry with me.
After a couple of hours walking, I decide it time to return to being a local and catch my bus ride back home. As I wait, I continue observing every walk of life passing by. Listening to the few words the echo my way. Finally my bus arrive