These last few days have been great. I've been able to go on lots and lots of installs, still shadowing a more experienced technician of course, but I feel as though I'm starting to understand how things work.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wlv8PUyc1HQ
So this next part is rated PnfG. That means: Probably not for Grandma.
Each office has a lead technician, who is the boss. As a general rule in recruiting lead techs recruit people for their own office. I was recruited by a the lead tech of Kansas City (although he was moved as was I). He was a man of very similar disposition to that of myself, which is the trend that I noticed with lead techs, they hire people like themselves. (This may not be how the system actually works but as far as I can see it is)
To cut to the chase, my lead tech is a man of very loose morals, and has surrounded himself with other such men. They embody all the core values of a musketeer: drinking, wenching, and...umm...protecting the king (if there were one to protect I'm sure they would do splendidly, but seeing as there is not they are forced to preoccupy themselves with the former values.)
So then there is me, who upon meeting my cohorts thought to myself, "Uh-oh." Just as you are probably thinking, "Uh-oh" right now on my behalf. I'll admit I was pretty quick to peg them all as immoral villains but I very quickly learned that they are not. Slowly but surely (in a very Hollywood sort of way) the story of each of my companions has been unfolding before me. Bit by bit I seem to learn who these people are, and with each each morsel of understanding my stereotype of them crumbles away. In fact, I really like these guys.
Some are rebelling, some are hurting, others just want to be accepted; but none of them are evil. They've all got good hearts, and although a good heart is hardly justification for stupid actions I have hope for them. Love the sinner hate the sin has never been more meaningful to me.
As for myself I will be fine. I have made it abundantly clear that my values will not be compromised and they had made it abundantly clear that they will never pressure me. They are good boys. Lost boys, but good boys.
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