Today I just want to reflect to myself as a day of reasoning, no talking about Donald Trunp or Bernie Sanders, just me. I never thought I would be ever to be the age of a Grampa, and had to reflect that my life, my journey is almost over. Did I expect everything to be what I thougt it was to be? No, but how many people have a blog on the internet, and trying to put in the proper perspective of what life is all about? Was it what I expected, hell no, would I have done things differently, probably I would say yes, but I wouldn’t and couldn’t. I often wondered if I could do eeverything I wanted to do, I would be filthy rich, and be admired by millions. The truth of the matter, I didn’t have the nerve of steel, and couldn’t be that Superman I wanted to be,
What I really found out today, is that I spent the last five years, instead of trying to be a Walmart greeter, I was lucky enough to have a very understanding wife, and both a good Social Security and a fairly good stock investment. This able me to venture and start a journey of many different projects.
Even though I was not able to make a single paycheck, I was fortunate enough to discover that there were very successful people who had their own pipe dreams, that were anxioux to turn wishful hopes and ambitions to some rigthous realities; Here was the start of my journey right after my firing from Calumet Photographic, on New Year Eve, 2011.
I was devastated, and both scared and devastated on how I was going to face my wife, we planned to go to her sisiter’s house to celebrate the coming of 2012, and all I could think how could the President of Calumet Photographic, Chicago fire me, a victum of Crebral Palsy? All I can say right now, is FUCK HIM and his HR director. For the first time after being employed in photo retail, I found myself scared and bitter. It’s November 01, 2017, now and I am so ashamed thjat I let my wife down of not being able to earn a viable paycheck, but I was able to venture into other projects that I thought would lead to an employable endeavor.
It was the start of the year 2012, and I so wanted a job, I spent some four decades in photo retail, and started to call many of my photography friends, sure most of them were barel;y making a living themselves and were just getting by, but at least I was a able to use them as a job reference for collecting my unemplyment. I was lucky to get some kind of severance, it enabled me to wait a little bit to start collecting my Social Security. But I knew I had a rough road a head of me, when I was working, I had the luxory of having two medical policies, and now I elrctrd to stay on my wife’s policy, even Medicare coverage can run up to $300.00 a month. At least this took a lot of pressure poff me. Now How do I get back into the work force?
The photo retail industry was getting worse, with so many people using their cell phone cameras, many amnateur photographers would rather spend more money on their Apple and Samsung phones, than owning a heavier and more expensive Canon, Fuji, and Nikon DLSR camera. I couldn’t blame them, I am using my cell camera as my main picture taker. So I took to the internet and registered on the likes of job sites as ziprecruiter and Indeed. Every day hundreds of job offers started to enter my email box, and every day some 300 emails were deleted each day,
——To be continued———