If We Were Having Coffee // Work Options and Work Lies

Hello, hello, dear readers! Thank you for stopping by for a bit of hot coffee and conversation. Yes, this week we’ll have hot coffee instead of the cold brew I’ve been forcing on you all summer. This morning we have cooler temperatures, clouds, and even some fog. Perfect conditions for a hot cup of coffee, don’t you think?


If we were having coffee I would tell you that my first week of my new route went well, I guess. So, for any new followers this week, I work for the transportation department of a school district here in Colorado. I ride a school bus with the Special Needs kids to make sure they stay safe and appropriate and have a fun ride. I’ve done this for the past ten years or so of my life and for the most part it’s all been—or felt—pretty much the same.

This year it’s very different. I am riding with a driver who we have contracted a route out to; I’m working with only one student instead of 5 or 9, and I am transporting to a school I have never done before. The hours are perfect; the student needs special attention, but it’s nothing I can’t handle. The only problem so far is that the driver is awful!


If we were having coffee, I would tell you that the driver can’t drive and worse than that she preaches to me. I can ignore the driving but the preaching, ugh!

She asked me if I had a boyfriend or husband.  I took in her foreign accent and the fact that she was listening to Christian rock and decided she wasn’t someone I should come out to. So I lied. I told her I was single.

(For those new readers this week, I have been in a relationship with the most amazing woman ever for almost 14 years now.)

I shouldn’t have lied, but sometimes it feels easier than hearing someone tell me they believe I’m going to hell. Then the driver, instead of dropping it and leaving me alone, starts telling me I need to go to church and pray that God brings me a good husband. It might be funny if it weren’t so insulting. *sigh* It’s going to be a long year.


If we were having coffee, I would tell you that, speaking of work, I all of a sudden am very popular. All of a sudden everyone wants me working for them. All of a sudden, when I am working on trying to be a writer and leave this job, all of a sudden, they all appreciate me and want me to do more. If I sound a little bitter, it’s because I am very bitter, and I’m trying to hold back.

When I am not on my route, I am working in our training department. I help teach new employees how to keep kids safe, and I help make sure existing employee remember how to keep kids safe. I’ve been doing this for a very long time, and I like to think I am good at it. My bosses tell me I am good at it, but they don’t always treat me like I am.

But now an office position has become available. Actually, two have become available, but one is more work for the same amount of pay while the other is more work for more pay, so only the latter is being considered.

Except that, I want to quit my job one day and the hours I bid and the work I am doing now allow me to focus on writing and working on my novel. I have a plan for this year and all of a sudden they want me. Now I am unsure of my plan. What if I fail as a writer? I’ll have wished I had taken this opportunity. Maybe?


If we were having coffee, I would quickly mention that I have decided to take a little driving class. I have a very intense fear of driving—cars are bombs on wheels!—and so I have never been able to get my driver’s license. I have made progress with my girlfriend teaching me, but I have hit a wall. It’s too easy for me to get out of driving with her and it’s too hard for me to be disciplined and do it when I have no consequences for not doing it.

So, I am paying good money for a certified instructor to teach me for a while. This accomplishes two things. One, it will build my confidence. I am being taught by someone who knows how to teach people, and I am getting to practice in a place that is safe for me to make mistakes in. And two, it is setting up deadlines and consequences. If set up an appointment and I don’t go to my lesson, I pay a fee. If I never do any of my lessons I have to pay again.

I am calling tomorrow to set up my first appointment.


If we were having coffee, I would tell you that on the writing front I am going to try writing for a few Medium outlets that pay real money. I expect to get a lot of rejection, but I figure I need to get on with getting rejected as soon as possible so I can get on with getting accepted as soon as possible.

I would also tell you that I have very nearly finished my Blog Like a Magazine course, and I am going to start sprucing things up around here this week. I’m working on some images for the sidebar, I’m pulling some of my favorite posts for a feature at the top, and I may even get a real logo!

Stay tuned and wish me luck :)


If we were having coffee, I would tell you that as much as I am enjoying our visit, I have to get going. I have a bit of a headache, and I should lay down before it turns into a full-blown migraine.

I hope you all had a wonderful week, and I hope your weekend has been a relaxing one too. Please, drop by the comments and let me know what you’ve been up to. If you wrote a chatty coffee post of your own let me know that too :)

Until next time :)

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8 Replies to “If We Were Having Coffee // Work Options and Work Lies”

  1. Good luck on all fronts. I wish I could see into the future and tell you what to do but it’s a tough choice. Dealing with that driver sounds like a bit of a pill and it hurts my heart to think someone would tell you that you were “going to hell” for being a good caring person simply living your life. My niece and her wife deal with the same nonsense. God made us all exactly the way he intended and he loves us the way we are. Hang in there!


    1. Thanks! It’s hard knowing that there are so many people in the world who would judge me and find me evil or an abomination simply because of who I love. At least I have her, though, it doesn’t hurt as bad when you know that you are loved. Thanks for stopping by :)

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  2. Wow. About as fun as those “if you want kids, you should pop them out now, and no, I won’t think about how you might have problems doing that” conversations that head my way every now and then. I think lying is simply the acceptable way sometimes. It’s not always about the lie so much as it is how much information you want to give to someone you want to keep outside the outermost wall…

    Looks like the universe is prodding you a bit with your plans. I don’t envy being in that space, but I hope the answer(s) comes easily and quickly.


    1. Yeah, the way people just assume baby making is easy for everyone is awful. People even ask me and my girlfriend about it like it isn’t super complicated and can cost an arm and a leg when a doctor is the one impregnating you and not your partner. *Sigh* I feel bad for lying because I shouldn’t have to lie but the reality is its just easier. Thanks for reading as always :) *hugs*

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  3. Some people can’t respect boundaries. Why should you ever go to church and pray for a husband? Maybe you’re supposed to not be married? I’m not talking about you, but for heterosexual women. Everyone thinks a husband will solve the world’s problem. Marriage is work!


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