I always have plans, ambitions, goals to apply for other jobs or simply quit the job I’m at now. Just walk away with nothing lined up. But I’d be penniless. I’m coming up on 3 years at this job and I have less money than when I started and no upward path within the organization. It is a dead end position. I don’t hate the job, fortunately, and some of the people are nice. The place is reasonably well-organized, though I hate the content management and crm systems we use. They’re disjointed and incoherent and require you to simply remember a lot of things that are undocumented. But blahblahblah.
I attended an AdSense event on Tuesday. I am an absolute AdSense burnout but figured I’d go anyway. What I stayed for was not much about AdSense but page design and analytics. I don’t really need a crash course on that stuff. They interviewed an AdSense success story, who’d been with the program not nearly as long as I. He found success with a site that is remarkably unprofessional looking, confirming my belief that ugly sites monetize better. I don’t know why that is but I suspect that site visitors see the ads as a way out of this thorny mess. Or else people just relate to ugly sites better than polished ones because they themselves could probably not create anything more attractive than this ugly site. Let’s face it, some of the most successful sites online are hard to look at: Craigslist, Drudge Report, even eBay, although that’s improved.
I left the AdSense event early, taking a pass on the free lunch and the end-of-day free booze. The day-long nature of the gathering didn’t suit my patience level, and I felt that AdSense will never be a program I can trust. I don’t look for social media discussion of AdSense too often anymore but I checked in this week and found the familiar litanies of bitterness and inexplicable account terminations. The presenters were practically begging us to announce our presence at this event on social media, and to use a particular hashtag. As far as I can tell absolutely nobody did that, but I’m not on all social networks.
Today it rained a bit, so I deployed my secret path from Cortlandt Street to Maiden Lane without virtually no exposure to the elements. It worked although the path needs some refining. After exiting Cortlandt I reentered the subway system heading to the J/Z Broad Street bound station. I used the elevator from the A/C platform, which was probably unnecessary and cost me a few minutes. But I was way early today, up by 4:30 and at the office by 7:30. The path from Cortlandt means reentering the subway without intending to actually board a train, so this trick might not appeal to anyone using a cash card. Basically you exit Cortlandt, walk the path under Broadway toward John Street, then turn left toward the J/Z turnstiles. FInd the way to the Broad Street bound J/Z and the path that at first says there is no exist in fact leads you to the escalators at Maiden and Nassau, which are fully covered. There was only one small spot where I got rained on and it was not significant.
The problem with this route is that it is closed on weekends and holidays. Still, the new commute continues to feel like a luxury trip with what feel like personal elevators and a guarantee of getting a seat both directions.
An elevator is coming to Steinway Street. That could be a game changer. In Astoria there is really only one station with an elevator, and that is Astoria Boulevard with its suite of elevators intended primarily for travelers to and from LaGuardia. Queens Plaza has elevators but I don’t really consider that Astoria. When Steinway Street gets its elevator I will have a new relationship with the R and M Lines. I can’t believe Queensboro Plaza has not even an escalator. Getting to the 7 requires great health to get up I don’t even know how many flights of stairs. But Steinway Street getting an elevator will be a change for my betterment.
I’ve been wasting time on a sex-driven dating app. Penises everywhere even when you have no desire for such things. There are twats and boobs galore as well but the penises outnumber those by far. SO many accounts are fake, with profile photos ripped from Instagram accounts of porn actresses and public figures. I am getting hundreds of views from accounts I know to be phantoms. But I persevere anyway, because having sex for the 5 or 6 months this year was fun and felt right and I want to do more of that. It’s good to have goals, right: More Sex.
