i like pain

okay i think i get it now, i like doing things the hard way.

today has been a example of that.

i woke up after….a evening.

i’m heading out to st bernard to help a non for profit. i do this stuff because i like to.

they have lots of cable hanging from the ceiling. now it’s kinda ironic cuz my dad ran a business that did cabling and i still even bear that name. but i can’t fucking cable. i can throw it, kinda get it together but to see a project come to um…..working…i dunno, maybe i helped but not like “here ya go”. I always had help.

so fast forward like 6 years and now im st bernard, basically ground zero. it’s bad.  this place is just totally fucked after the storm. still. even my hood has started building up again….

they have a room full of computers…cat5 hanging from the ceiling. they got a wire stripping tool, no crimper…..i take care of stuff that looks bad…i put the power strips, etc on the ground…..i plug in routers and get shit pretty much ready when the guy shows up with the wire stripper….

i strip the wires and i use a existing cat5 patch cable as a guide on how i should add the plugs on these wires. finally, i’m about to start but it doesn’t feel right.

i grab my phone which is about to die and call databit. he looks it up and says “no, i know thats the way it looks but this the way it is”. I argue with him, the cable im looking at looks different. I yell at cat5 wires for a few minutes then remember i have my laptop. i take apart my phone and put the sim card into my laptop and get online. he sends me the link. okay he’s right.

i am never signing up for bomb squad. i hate wires so much.

i eventually get a ride home from st bernard after setting up this nightmare of a network. stripping cat5 in a warehouse/community center, hands wet from sweat and sin….it’s sad how much i just hate doing anything that involves anything but a keyboard and a mouse…..besides sex……what is becoming of our race.

as my friend andboy said….if you’re going to make a oamlet, you have to do things you don’t really want to do…