Saturday, October 6, 2018

Guards

Guards

Chapter Cuatro

By: Pato D'Ghostwriter

After class we went to the back room and picked out uniforms. The company rented the uniforms to its employees. They were going to deduct three dollars per week, we all found this to be a little ridiculous.  Like me, most of the people there really needed the job so most of us said screw it, lets do it and we signed the paperwork.  I was sure this was just going to be a temporary stepping stone until I found a real job so I didn't mind too much.

I was sent to work at the airport. I thought that was the coolest thing ever, however I discovered rather quickly the airport was the place the company sent troublesome individuals to get rid of them.  At this site we earned our money!   This was not the sit on your ass and watch TV in a lobby type site, so lazy troublesome people would quit within a day! Now I was just starting I hadn't had a chance to cause any trouble yet, but there I was.  To be honest all the walking and standing was tedious, but nothing compared to landscaping.

I was 19 so to me doing all the required tasks was not such a big deal. But I could see how the older guys struggled walking up and down the stairs or the parking garage ramps. I could see that for the old guys who just wanted to sit on their ass and get paid, the airport was not the place to be.  It was low pay, the hours sucked and it was very physical. That part came in handy when I met the rent-a-car female drivers!

To be continued...

Sunday, August 12, 2018

Guards

Guards

Chapter Tres

By

Pato D'Ghostwriter

Now the East Side office for the security company was in the city of Scottsdale aka Snottsdale. That's what we called that uppity place on my side of the tracks. I had enough money to put gas in the car and get there and back home, but no money for lunch, snacks or anything of that sort. I knew it was going to be a very long long day!

I got to the place checked in with the receptionist. I was then told to wait in a room with about 40 other individuals.  About ten minutes later a goofy looking old guy in uniform, told us that class would start shortly. I almost lost it and walked out there.  I thought to myself what is this jackass telling us? Class?What the fuck? I needed a job, not a class!

As I began to move towards the door the goofy old guy walked in the room. He started to explain that this class was for those of us that had never worked in the security field before. The class was a requirement to obtain a security guard license.

Class started the old guy went to the front and wrote his name. Ironically I had mentally called the old guy a jackass a few minutes earlier, I had to chuckle when I read his name. Don Key.

Monday, July 16, 2018

Guards

Guards

Chapter Dos

By

Pato D'Ghostwriter

I was 19 years old and drove a 1971 Chevrolet Bel Air. I loved that car it was a tank! I felt safe in it, and it was a smooth ride.  It also sucked gas like there was no tomorrow!  I had purchased the car from an old family friend, he took very good care of it. That car was my pride and joy, but the 350 engine on it made sure my pockets stayed empty.  The only comfort was that gasoline was only $.99 cents a gallon. Just keep in mind minimum wage was just a whopping $4.25 per hour.

I lived in the west side of town and I saw the security guard company had a west side office. I decided to pay a visit and apply for a job. When I arrived, I noticed that the office was pretty empty, not much going on in there.There was a folding table with blank applications neatly stacked on it.

An older gentleman dressed in a security guard uniform was sitting at the desk, he asked me if I had ever done this line of work before. I replied no. He pointed at the stack of applications. He said fill one out and we'll go from there. 

I completed my application and gave it to the older gentleman. He looked it over and gave me an envelope with an address located on the east side. He said, report for the next training class on Wednesday.  I looked at the address and thought to myself "Great! It's in Snottsdale!".  Not that I disliked Scottsdale, but I was broke and that little trip was going to force me to put the last of my money in the gas tank!

To be continued...


Sunday, June 24, 2018

Guards

Guards

Chapter Uno

By Pato D'Ghostwriter

It all started back in 1993 it was a long hot typical Phoenix summer. I was looking for a job. I had been unemployed for almost 3 months and it was driving me crazy. There was no jobbing.com, or indeed.com, to look for a job you had to buy the newspaper at the convenience store and look through the want ads.

I kept looking at this security guard position that was always in the paper. I had seen it many times before, but I was hoping to get a real job!  I kept pressing on looking and hoping for that good paying warehouse job I wanted. I kept buying newspapers hoping it would be there waiting for me among all the want ads. No luck!

Desperation kicked in and I finally decided to give it a whirl. I figured I would work as a rent a a pig for a couple of weeks, and once I had a little money I would start looking for a real job. You have to remember there was no online anything for us common people, everything had to be done in the real world. That meant gas money for the car to run around going from place to place, filling out applications and interviewing hoping to land a job. This is a struggle some of you will never know.

To be continued.

Saturday, May 12, 2018

Time Flies.......

Time Flies When We....

By

Pato D'Ghostwriter


They say time flies when you're having fun, well lately I just notice that time flies.

As many of you may know, besides writing this blog I also have a podcast, Pato D'Ghostwriter Show. As I was podcasting earlier, I made the comment that the last time I recorded an episode was on April 22nd. As soon as I said that I couldn't help but realize that I have been so busy, that the days and weeks, just blended into one big blob!

They say time flies when you're having fun, I can tell you it hasn't been all fun and games for me, but time has managed to fly.

One peculiar thing made me realize how some of that time was spent, once I mentioned that I got hooked on the BBC's Sherlock Holmes Series. I don't know if the ability to deduce was somehow transferred to me from binge-watching the series, but nevertheless I was able to deduce that a lot of my time was spent watching Sherlock Holmes!

Watching Sherlock Holmes was the fun part. Household chores and performing minor auto repairs were the other items that monopolized my time. Of course there's also commuting back and forth from my new place to my job which is about a 90 mile round trip. Yep time flies when you're having fun!

On an unrelated note I do hope they make a season 5 Sherlock Holmes. That was time well spent!

Monday, April 16, 2018

Hanging Out With Mom

Hanging Out With Mom


By Pato D'Ghostwriter

This past weekend I had the privilege to hang out with my mom. My mother is 79 years old and has been diagnosed with a moderate case of Alzheimer's disease.

For quite some time now, we have noticed that she forgets many things. She will call her brother in Calexico three or four times a day not remembering that she had already previously talked to him.

I too have experienced some of those moments, when she will call me, and tell me that she hasn't heard from me in a while, and sometimes it's only been a couple hours since we last spoke on the phone.

Somehow the moon and the stars aligned in just the proper way, that she accepted my invitation to go see my new house. As we were traveling she looked out the window and contemplated the scenery. She looked at me and told me "I remember when you guys were kids, we used to travel a lot, I just don't remember where we were going?"

I then realized she was having one of those "A" moments (Alzheimer) and reminder her about the swap meet business they had when we were kids.

I reminded her how we used to travel to the Los Angeles area very frequently. I said we used to go down to some warehouses and you guys would get all kinds of neat junk to sell in the swap meet. She smiled and said, Oh Yeah I remember.

To be continued.

Monday, March 26, 2018

Boulevard of Broken Dreams-4

Boulevard of Broken Dreams

Part Cuatro

By: Pato D'Ghostwriter


Long story short I grew up with a lot of religion in my life, and that gave me a handicap. Now if you notice I said religion.  Nowadays I identify myself as a Christian, follower of Jesus Christ, but I struggle with organized religion.

I'm at a point in my life where I've discovered that following Jesus and being a hardcore member of a certain group are two different things! Do I believe that the Bible is true? absolutely! I just don't believe in the man-made rituals.

I have a duffel bag in a metaphorical sense full of could haves, should haves, and would haves. As I'm writing this and idea for a podcast just lit up inside my brain. As I was saying I've been carrying this duffle bag for many years and once in a while I'll reach in there and pull out one of the many items in there. I revisit and try to rationalize why I didn't just take a chance and tried to make that idea or project work?

What I'm saying, if I'm saying anything is, work towards your goals and your dreams. Don't give up on them, find a way to make your dreams come true!

My dream to be a superstar DJ and famous rapper may not be possible at my age, at least for me. You never know there might be some 40 + year old hip hop sensation emerging from the most unlikely place somewhere in this world, and if that's you, all I will say is do it!