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April 22, 2006
i'm starting with the man in the middle
since i started my new job back in february, i have been spending a great deal of windshield time on the highways and byways taking in all of the rugged beauty that is eastern/middle (middle eastern?) tennessee. and since most of my drives are in excess of two hours i have a lot of time in the car to listen to the radio - which tends to be an infuriating process. primarily because 96.5 the mountain has not updated their playlist since 1998. and i didn't really care for soundgarden the first time around thank you very much.
and it's not that i really like listening to the radio - i have a vast cd collection that is probably superior to your own in every way imaginable, and i always have the best intentions to bring cd's with me every day, but i usually forget in the bleary pre-dawn hours to make the transfer from the sexplorer to the needs a nickname company car.
also, ever since i went out to southern california for training and nick herndon stole some of my favourite albums i've been excessively cautious. i suppose i should take a moment to say that nick has denied taking my cd's but every time we talk on the phone i hear white lion's when the children cry blasting in the background - track 7 on my missing monster ballads: platinum edition. so he's obviously lying.
anyway, back to the radio - i notice alot of commercials for car dealerships and furniture or jewlery merchants make a really big deal out of the fact that they are giving you the b.e.s.t. price possible because they have cut out the middle man. which caused me to wonder, when did middle men become so unpopular and how do the they feel about this? more importantly, do their families have enough to eat? it's bad enough their kids have to go to school every day bearing the shameful burden that their dad doesn't have an actual job. he's no doctor or lawyer - he's just a middle man. and now all these industries are trying to eliminate him from the equation all together. and to what end - to save you a few dollars that tacky charm bracelet you never should have purchased for her in the first place. i'll bet a good middle man could have talked you out of that embarrassment .
aynway, does anyone know how you get to be a middle man? is there a course in college (aside from anything in the field of sociology) that you take? is this a profession for people who flunk out of toll booth school? are these the people that lack any type of drive, moxy, and/or creative thinking? wait a minute, that sounds an awful lot like me. (except for the moxy part. i have that in spades.) and yet while you could argue the point that technically i am a middle child, and that i've been in the middle of at least seventeen (acute) love triangles and i'm very nearly middle aged i'm hardly a middle man. i'm a wild success in my chosen profession. although it would probably be more appropriate to say - in the profession that has chosen me. i should also point out that i have an excellent eye when it comes to picking out jewelry. especially gold jewelry - but that's another story for another time -
because i've just realized i have no idea where i'm going with this. i guess the lesson that can be learned is you should never let nick herndon anywhere near your cd collection. also, it's hardly ever good to be a middle man, a middle child or in the middle of anything...unless we're talking about an ultimate sub with boar's head meat from your local publix deli. you'd be hard pressed to find a better place on earth.
| By young_christopher | 10:42 AM