2006: The Year in Review

On January 19th of this year, I made a post that read the following:

“I’ll spare you the details. But if today is any indication, 2006 is really going to suck.”

And boy, did it ever.

Let’s recap:

January: My performance at the office supply sales job that I had at the time (y’know, the one that I had to wake up at 5:30 AM for so I could be at the office at 7:05, and usually didn’t get home until after 7:00 PM) was so bad that I basically had to go on the road to Bakersfield to salvage my job. Granted, I made about $900 that week, but I missed out on the Seahawks clinching the NFC championship because I had to drive out there on Sunday night.

February: The Seahawks get screwed out of a Super Bowl win. The following week, I lost the sales job. (I was planning on quitting anyway, but I would’ve preferred to work the field rather than get sent back home as soon as I got there.)

March: I got three interviews from various film and multimedia companies. All three of them whiff. On one interview, I locked myself out of the house, and have to climb on top of the minivan parked under my balcony to get inside – all for a job that was 30 miles away, paid minimum wage, and was about as far away from my career goals as you could get and stay in the industry. When I got the call that said that I didn’t get the job, that was officially the worst day of my life, because it was the day that all realistic hopes that I’d work in TV were killed.

April: After working as a courier for a month, a job that put probably 5000 miles on my car in one month and paid half of what I got at Toppers, I finally land what appears to be a steady job, as a cage cashier at the Bicycle Casino. Things finally start to look up.

May: My namesake, Tim Connolly of the Buffalo Sabres, goes on a tear in the ’06 Stanley Cup Playoffs, scoring 5 goals and 6 assists. In Game 2 against Ottawa, though, he suffers a concussion in the first minute of the game. He hasn’t returned to the ice since.

June: The owner of Electric Ave. informs me that holding EAT 5 would cost him in the neighborhood of $1000 in lost revenue if it were held on a Friday and Saturday as planned. As a result, I’m forced to postpone the tournament to Saturday-Sunday, and am told that the Saturday events must conclude by 8 PM.

July: Because I’m taking a week off for EAT 5, I can’t take any time off for GSC 5, which was held the previous week. As a result, I miss out on a large portion of GSC festivities, including the awards luncheon featuring Peter Marshall. The following week, EAT 5 is held. Of the 13 people who pre-registered, only four actually showed up. A grand total of 10 people enter the two-day tournament – half as many people as I had promised EA would come.

August: Not such a bad month. I came in early to work to help them take in the entry fees to the WPT Legends of Poker event they hold every year, and got to meet several big-name poker pros. At one point I saw the three people who’ve won 10 WSOP bracelets each – Doyle Brunson, Johnny Chan and Phil Hellmuth – playing at the same table. Now you see why I took this gig.

September: I overpay a customer $1000 at work, putting me on immediate suspension and at risk of termination if the money isn’t returned. The customer does eventually repay a portion of the money, giving me my job back, but the pink slip remains on my record, making it impossible for me to transfer for six months – just as I was looking into doing so, for this very reason. In other news, EA closes its doors in Ventura, after over a year of stunted business after the nearby 101 freeway closed down its offramps for several months.

October: After a 3-0 start, the Seahawks get pelted by the Bears, 37-6. Meanwhile, both HAsselbeck and Alexander go down with injuries, leaving the B-squad to hold down the fort for a month.

November: The American people decide they’d rather have Nancy Pelosi as Speaker of the House. I lock myself out of the house again, and break the door down to get back inside (the minivan wasn’t there this time).
Later in the month, someone gets a hold of my debit card number and charges $600. It takes about three weeks for me to get the money back.

December: I’m $1100 short at work again. $1000 of it is found in accounting, but $100 is still outstanding. I get on 1 vs. 100, and outsmart myself on the first question – then have a temper tantrum with the producer about the question, guaranteeing that I’ll never get chosen for any game show that NBC does ever again. The Seattle Seahawks lose three straight – two of them to inferior teams (SF and Arizona), one of them to a superior team that they choked against (SD). Christmas comes and goes, and not only do I have to work, not only do I get crap for tips (while the guy right next to me makes in excess of $60 – I made $13), but with Ben in Pennsylvania to visit his family, I have nobody to celebrate the day with.

My new year’s resolution? I don’t have one. I don’t want to jinx it.


4 thoughts on “2006: The Year in Review

  1. tleberle

    I’ve noticed this in almost all of your monthly recaps: you’re fretting about stuff you can’t control. Worrying about a football team? Waste of time. Sure, it’s fun to root for them, but unless you’re out on the field, there’s not much you can do. With the ITG tournament, now you know that it’s not viable; not that it matters anyway. So what if the guys next to you get big tips? All you can do is try your best. The companies that didn’t take you for a TV job? Their loss.

    Bad stuff happens to people who let bad stuff happen to them. If you persevere through all of this, eventually you’ll make it to the promised land. I’m sure of it.


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