Today seems to be the day for remembering past events. September 11th, 2001 for example. You can’t escape the story anywhere. TV, Facebook, Twitter, everyone is talking about it. Where were you, what do you remember….
I was still working at America Online. Amber and I had just had breakfast and we were walking back into the call center when the TV’s where showing what was going on. The first plane had already hit and we watched with our mouths gaping open as the second plane stuck the tower. I remember making my way back to my pod and hooking up my headset to help AOL users with their Tech Support needs. Most of the calls were from New Yorkers saying that they couldn’t connect. I asked them if they had seen the news and a few hadn’t and I had to tell them there was an incident. Others couldn’t believe that something that happened several blocks from them could be effecting their AOL connections. I remember apologizing for the inconvenience and telling them to be patient. That was pretty much most of the calls that day. The rest of our time was spent glued to the TV’s that hung throughout the call center watching…
I’m also thinking of Jerry’s dad today. Since September 2008 we have been storing things from his Barber shop at a local storage unit. We sold the barber chairs to a local barber who was hoping to open a new shop. Still don’t know if that shop has opened or not. There was an old Coke machine that a few people had expressed interest in but never bothered to set up a time to come get it. (For free) So today we hired a salvage company to come out and clean the unit. 1-800-Got Junk showed up and with 30 minutes they loaded all the stuff, swept out the unit and we were on our way. We will definitely be keeping them in our Rolodex. We stopped at the office and closed our account. Was a bitter sweet feeling. I’m sure I’ll be thinking of Jerry Sr. tomorrow at the game too. He loved his Jaguar football.
Life is a funny journey. My beautiful, math wiz friend, Erin earlier this week had said “It can be mathematically proven that an entity that lives in a certain dimensionality… can only see things in that dimension. I think this is the reason why happy people are happy… and sad people… can’t see their way through the fog.” I had replied that is why “happy people who have sad things happen can find their way back to happy land”. I feel lucky that despite the past two years of heartache, I feel happy. I have my days of tears but mostly it’s because I know those happy times I had with my loved ones can’t happen again. I miss their crazy ways.