Are we almost done?

2020 started off just fine, got rid of the Focus with the auto-tragic transmission (fuck yourself with a burning cactus wrapped in barbed wire Ford) and got the wife a 2019 Mazda MX5 RF with the proper number of pedals. Good start indeed. Did I mention I really hate Ford? And this is the one and only thing that has gone well this year.

February was quite a journey, because I got Corona virus and was sick as a dog for weeks. Self quarantined on February 22nd and been doing so ever since, every two weeks we buy groceries and that’s it. Stay put.

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My customers in the Seattle area all started working from home en masse in March, avoiding the flu like the plague (pun intended). Teams, phone, text, email. Even if I want to go see ‘em, I can’t.

In February my ISP oversubscribed the local DSL switch making my internet extremely hit & miss. I live in the middle of nowhere, I have no other options when it comes to network connectivity. Can’t tether to my phone because I get one bar, and satellite service is painstakingly slow too. Teams and the like freeze every 30 seconds, so I have to join by phone which confuses everyone else on the call.

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I work in sales, 60% of my remuneration is base pay, 40% is incentive. The incentive part is split 50% on gross sales, and 50% on bringing in new programs. I’ve always overachieved and had no concerns about 2020; then my company raised my targets by 40% in a pandemic. If you don’t achieve at least 85% of your targets you make nothing (also, they cap your upside @ 150%). So there ya go, my pay was cut 40%. I know, I’m not laid off or furloughed, but this isn’t great either. My boss took a new job within the company, and I now work for a kid out of college. He ain’t gonna do shit about it.

Last week I was walking down my driveway and neighbor’s border coley came charging out at me and bit me in the leg. Fucking little rat. Tetanus shot and penicillin for a week, clean my leg and re-dress it daily.

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I’m so fucking done with 2020, the only silver lining is holding on to the hope the Orange Orangutan gets thrown out of the White House.

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