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November 20, 2012

So, it has been a while....

Hello!
      I know that it has been a while. Boy do I have updates for you! Lets start first with my Job. Yes, I am still employed by House 'O Hell Air Conditioning!

Why!?!?! I hear you scream at the computer. Why would someone who so obviously HATES his job, people he works with and the position, continue to torture himself?

Because I am into pain and Sadomasochism! (But that's a post for another day!)

Because 3 days before I was planning my terminus at HOHAC, I was offered a new position.

The general manager asked me into his office, and said 'I want to play a game..' .   Wait, no that was a nightmare I had. Never mind. My GM would never speak directly to me.

I was informed via a thrice forwarded email that I had been mentioned as the only person with the skill, determination, and right level of insanity to turn one of our programs around. I will explain the job and the pros and cons to this upgrade, and I will list them Henceforth:

My new position requires me to coordinate the program inside the "the home improvement store". Yes I am being particularly elusive. But here is the jist of of it:

Most people do not know that the T.H.I.S offers HVAC services. Repair, Replacement, and tune ups. Our job inside the store is to make sure the customers know about these services. You can pay for anything you need concerning your Air Conditioner or heating needs with your T.H.I.S credit card. I employ people to walk around the store and speak to customers about what we do.  We are contracted with the corporate office of T.H.I.S, and there are certain expectations that are expected. We are expected to produce 50% of the HVAC revenue inside the store. Each individual store is expected to also produce 50%. It is a continuous battle with them, and my employees to produce, produce, produce.

I also will qualify for a nice $ bonus at the end of each month, and quarter if all of my stores meet their numbers.

Pros:

1) Pay increase. From Hourly to Salary, baby!
2) Insane amount of Independence. I work when I want, how I want. Mostly from home.
3) I report to 2 people, who could care less about this program. So it makes my job all the easier. (and also I can play them against each-other!)
4) I get paid mileage.$.51 a mile, to be exact.Considering my territory stretches from Titusville to Windermere, and Ormond Beach to Poinciana, I am driving a crazy amount of miles.

Cons:

1) One of the people I report to is someone I dislike. I dislike him in a personal way, though. Kind of like alligators. I don't mind alligators, but when one is trying to chomp on me or my dogs, I tend to dislike them.

He is a Mormon, I am not.

He thinks that I should denounce my homosexuality, and live as a celibate.I do not.

His managerial skills are comparable to Casey Anthony's parenting skills. (Too Soon?)

He is unable to receive calls while in his temple. Not sure if this is a reception issue or what, Need to ask him about that.

2) I primarily work the week-ends. :( Thursday through Monday. This is sad, as it lowers my chance of Drunken frat boy- encounters, but I figure any frat boy drunk on a Monday or Tuesday is more my type anyway (my type being the drunk ones)...

3) I have to manage, hire, fire, and ensure production of up to 10 people. For 20 different locations. It is unimaginably hard, first to find people who are not crack addicted assholes. I am amazed that I keep hearing people on the radio and TV complaining about unemployment. Not in my corner of the world. The only people who seem to call for an interview are people who found my add in a truck stop restroom, or on crackheads.com. I used my personal cell # for both of those ad's so I know that's not the case.

Meanwhile in the world of Aaron:

        Marie (my prison buddy) is still insanely annoying. She calls 10 fucking times a week.  I am trying to be understanding with her. I am having a tough time with it. She can complain a lot, and is really upset about all things. But it is just her being her. I continue to drive her mother up there every other Sunday.

        I (we) bought me (us) a new car. It is a nice and shiny 2011 Ford Fusion SEL V6.  Lots of Factory warranty to go. I am enjoying it, but I can only drive it 4 days a week. The half-way better half drives it, too. We get to share.

On that front things have not improved. I find myself attracted to pretty much anyone but him, and I think it is his personality and disposition that has turned me off. I am getting more and more flirty and out with people. I was flirting with a pharmacist last night, and found the whole experience enjoyable.

I had an ouch moment a few nights ago, when my best friend (Tiffanie) smacked me with a dose of reality that only special friends have the ability to...

         Me: (showing her a pic of a random guy from work) This is my type. I would enjoy this...

        Tiffanie: Anyone who shows you attention is your type. You would enjoy anyone with a pulse...

        Me: Ouch, bitch.

        Tiffanie: Honey Badger don't give a shit.

That about sums up our relationship.

Okay,
          That is it for now, folks. Will resume WOW Wednesday tomorrow!



October 8, 2012

Monday.... Fu*king Monday.... & and Muscles...

So today was yet another day at Satan's A/C, inc. Ya ever meet those people who HATE their jobs? I mean like, with a passion...  The ones that have a list? (You know what list I am talking about, don't play dumb!) My list is called the SWAT list. That means that I can probably get everyone in the top 3 before SWAT takes my ass out.

I revised that list today. That was the kind of Day it was. I worked 74 hours the week before last. I was so excited that NJD (New Junior Dispatcher) was going to be able to pick up a lot of the slack, and today those hopes were crushed. They put a freeze on any non-essential overtime. So apperently, since I am ABLE to manage the entire office by my self, it means that any additional help would be 'Non Essential'...

I am not sure how I could have avoided getting myself in this mess. Maybe after the 65th hour I should have just shot someone (on my list, of course) in the knee-cap, as a warning shot. Maybe then they would have realized what they have done to me. Maybe not. It still would have felt good. I imagine it like this:

'Thank you for calling XXX Orlando this is Aaron, Please hold while I re-load'

Has a certain ring to it. Okay. Okay, I know, not funny. Many people have died in terrible workplace shootings. And While I would never, ever hurt anyone in a non-defensive way, I am still able to jest about it.

Now, onto what we all really care about!

Hot muscles, and hotter boys:


freeballinboys:

Dibs on the guy in white.
I want the one on the right.... First.


His cock looks so thick, he could wear his watch on it ;)
My future Gardener...
.

That’s a nice big dip stick you got there ;)
My Future mechanic...


Yum! Poolside meat ;)
My Future Pool Boy...


Has longing in his eyes...


Nice Pecs...


Well Oiled hard-body...


I am sooo ready for some football ;)
What is that, Klingon? Don't care I would spend HOURS studying...


brentwalker092:

Wrought iron… :)
Look at his shoulders...


Perfectly Sculpted...


I call dibs on the one on the left...


The best part is when the blindfold comes off...


I bet I'm better at ball playing...


Did someone say 'tushy-tamer'?


No seriously, I can't find my pants...


Lucky Yamaha


sfgutmuscle:

Beautiful
I have the sudden urge to motorboat something...


Keep pulling those shorts down ;)
Wonderful Sunset...



October 5, 2012

Friday, Fratboys, & Mitt Romney





So..... the door is open and I am about to JUMP. After more than 2 years with XYZ (we'll call my place of employ that for now) I have informed the service manager that I am getting ready to leave. Knowing that what I do takes a ton of time to learn I have given him as much information as I can as to when I will be leaving. The simple answer is as soon as someone puts an offer on paper that is better than what I have now, and that won't be hard.





The job has become consuming. What started as a 35-40 hour work week quickly morphed into 'enhanced-full time' (as my HR director affectionately summed it up), and it has stayed there without slowing down for 3 months now. Don't get me wrong, I enjoy the overtime pay, but I hate the fact that I have not seen the outside of my house in the sunlight for more than a month. I haven't mowed my own lawn, or done ANY yard work for the simple fact that I leave before the sun comes up and return home as it is setting. I understand that sometimes work is work, and those are just the sacrifices we make, but I am done. I will have the opportunity to work like a dog when I get my Law Degree. Until then I need to live a little.

I know, I know, I know, I have not posted anything, not that there is anyone to read, But gimme a break. I clocked more than 65 hours this week. Finding time to pee is hard, let alone time to post. I do find it a relaxing start to the day, however, and will be more diligent in the future.

So with out further ado, here are the boys of Frat boy Friday!





Just a little political humor... Leave Big Bird Alone!


ccaption:

“Oh … hey, bro.  I was just—you know, it gets hot in these fucking dorms—oh, yeah, the window air conditioner—well … I guess I forgot about that.  But, dude, I was just, you know—just staying cool here as I did some—some research for my English Lit class on—on—on gay literature.  You know, like, from an academic perspective.”
Excuse me, may I use that charger??

Wonder what the belt buckle says....



ccaption:

A tap on his leg brought Garth out of a hazy sleep.  Sitting up slightly in the bean bag, he found Benny kneeling at his feet.
“Dude—?”
“Shhhh,” Benny whispered.  He glanced down at Garth’s shorts and nodded.
“What? Here?” Garth looked around, nervous.
“SH!” Benny crawled a little closer and glanced over his shoulder.  “Everyone’s either passed out or gone.”
“But someone could wake—”
“Dude.” Benny’s whisper was insistent, desperate. “Been almost two fucking weeks.”
Garth glanced around.  Sure enough, all their brothers in Gamma Phi were either passed out or gone … he looked down into Benny’s eager, but always a little tortured, eyes.
How could he say no?
Lost a bet...

ccaption:

Driving your buds up to your parents’ cabin: $75
Hauling out your parents’ boat and cruising the lake: $150 + one bottle of sunblock
Sipping a beer and looking at the three asses you’ve fucked in the last year: priceless.
Water water everywhere, but not a drop to drink....
ccaption:

Joe and Brayden stood stock-still, staring at their drunk bro hump a bathroom sink. 
“Oh yeahhhh, baaaaaaby,” Luke groaned.
The other two bros snickered, then guffawed, but Luke continued to hump the sink with abandon. “Ohh yeahhhhh that’s it BAAAbyyyyyy…….”
“Shit,” Joe blubbered through his laughter. “That is wasted.”  Brayden doubled over, laughing and holding his stomach.  But then it happened:
“OHhhhh….yeahhhh….ohhhhh, Brayden….FUCK!…..yesssss…..”
Joe and Brayden froze. “What he say?” Joe asked.
Brayden blushed.  “Who cares what a wasted dude says?”
“He say your name, dude?”
Suddenly Luke began humping the sink wildly.  “BRAYDEN! BRAYDEN! YES! GOD YES!”
Fierce red painting their faces, Joe and Brayden turned and left the bathroom.  And never mentioned it again.  To anyone.
Urinating, you're doing it right!


frat boys love baths
fuck-the-hook3r:

hell yeah, that other guys just sitting there not knowing how lucky he is haha
Scrub-a-dub-dub, two bros in a tub...

frat boys love cargo shorts
One of these is not like the others....

frat boys love show & tell
underneathmymattress:

Pretending to not actually check each other out.
No, mine is bigger...

frat boys love caps
tugonequick:

Cheeky jocks are so hot 
I need my hat back, please...







October 1, 2012

Muscle Monday

Good Morning! I hope everyone is able to rub the sleep out of their eyes, and brush the Vodka residue from their teeth, Because it is MONDAY!

Not only is it Monday, it is the first day of October, and in Florida that means some things:

1) The average daytime temperature drops from 90+ to a cool 83! Who-Hoo! (Don't knock it, you haven't lived yet until you burn your taint on the car seat On Halloween)

2) Two people who have nothing in common with anyone here make Florida base camp, and every commercial that interrupts Honey-Boo-Boo Child is either trying to scare the shit outta the old people, or scare the shit outta religious people! Hold on to your asses, its going to be a wild ride!

I, having never been a person who regards mornings as particularly hard or unpleasant, know that my some of my fellow brethren don't necessarily feel the same way as I do. So to really open your eyes in a way that Folgers can't I present Muscle Monday:





 Yes, yes I WILL help put your lotion on....



Mmm.... fuzzy......



Why is he even BOTHERING with the hoodie?

malemodelfeet:

David Ramirez / homotography.com
With a look like that it has to be good....




I'm on dish duty!


What the hell is he sitting on? Not me, I know, but still?




End the post with a little love!

And some Passion:




 Everyone be safe and enjoy their Monday!


September 29, 2012

Weeklong Update!

Okay, so it has been almost a week since I have been able to post anything...

I have worked more than 60 hours this week, and I am exhausted. It is the end of the quarter, end of the month, and we have to get our books in order for an account audit. We are either about to acquire another company, or be bought out. Only a few people are in the know, but they are not talking.

I also have been dealing with a few issues on the home front that have kept me from posting, too. My halfway better half decided that he was going to try and mix alcohol and Ambien as a desert... Well that did not work out according to plans and I ended up in the ER with him, getting a saline flush of the system... 

I have also been informed that my account has been rejected from Adsense due to 'Adult' content... I have reviewed what I have posted and I PERSONALLY see no issues with it, but if they want adult, they're going to get it...

Starting tonight!

Enjoy:


 



Peek-a-boo!
Oh...
My
Gawd...
Let mama get another shot of Jager....

September 24, 2012

Muscle Monday & weekend update!

So my friends.... (cricket...cricket) It has been an interesting couple of days...

I cant tell you how much fun the weekend was. Boss Man and I (the male equivalent of Miranda from The Devil Wears Prada) had a huge blowout...

He seems to think that just having a job is reason enough to be happy...

Me thinks differently....

I understand that the workplace is volatile right now, and, that it may take me time to find another position with another firm; however, I think that I could land another job in 2 weeks.

And I am TRYING! So if anyone knows of any jobs in the Greater Orlando area, fill me in.

The blow out seems to have arisen from the fact that I am not happy working all day every day (except Sunday) and decided to complain about the fact that I have followed this pattern through all of May, June, July, and August, with little or no help. I also think that it is unfair to say that someone should only have to work full time, (when in fact)  I have had to work easily more than 55-60 hours a week.

The fact that my management team has a poor hiring practices and seems willing (eager, almost) to pick up the first person who reply's to an ad, should NOT affect my daily life outside of my Scheduled work hours.  Yet I find it doing exactly that... I am on the phone with the call center in Houston, I get direct connected at all hours of the day on my days off, I have to deal with annoying calls from incompetent people who should never, ever, have been hired in the first place. And to top it all off, when they do decided to fire said person, I am stuck holding all the slack, and having to scramble and pick up all of the left over pieces of some God-forsaken nightmare.

I am and always will be eternally grateful to the company that I currently work for. They gave me not only a job, but by extension, my life back.

When you spend so long unemployed, looking desperately for a good job prior to unemployment running out, and you struggle day in and day out to try and find some means of self-worth daily life becomes hard. On the flip side it is Damn near impossible (unless you've been there) to envision the happiness that comes with the phone call and news that you have been selected.

I will owe a lot to my current place of employ, least of all the life's lessons I have picked up, but time has a way of changing the views through which you see life. Somethings become less important (just having a job) and others take a more prominent spot (empowering and bettering yourself), these are the gifts that time has blessed us with. And I fully intend not to waste my gifts.

I really do wish everyone I work with currently the best of luck. I am, however, going to be moving on.

I will update as details dictate, but when it happens, you will know it.

Now, on to MUSCLE MONDAY:





manpics:

Joshua Michael Brickman by Jorge Freire



boyzfrombrazil:

RENATO BABY



Hi-Res from VishStudio






Okay, this one is not technically 'muscle' but really, WHO THE F*CK CARES?



Adam Charlton 08/19/12