Tuesday, December 27, 2005

I went to see the movie Wolf Creek last night. I had no idea it was based on the true story of this guy named Ivan Milat and the Australian Outback. Shows how much I know about movies right?! If I had the chance, I don't think I would've paid to see it in the theaters. Like Blair Witch, I think I would've been more into it if I were to watch it in front of my own TV rather than in a crowded movie theater with loud, irritating movie goers upset that they paid for more of a documentary than a Hollywood thriller of a horror film. I was making fun of Scott because he was like "I don't know, I kinda liked it. Maybe that's just me though, I guess I just appreciate art." Hmm "yeuss, ahhrt, yeuss, twas ahrt that attracted me to the film." Tee hee, tee hee.

I had a good Christmas. Amongst everything Paul and I got from my family and his, my favorite is what I got from him. He gave me a stunning diamond tennis bracelet and earrings that no one noticed Christmas Day. That's alright though, eventually someone will notice but for now, they're my little secret. We also got XM radios from my brother. I think that's the thing he got for like half the price on the day after Thanksgiving (he was bragging). I guess I have to sign the both of us up now. We got a wedding album that our camera guy/neighbor to my parents finally put together for us too. It's REALLY nicely done. He and his wife are both amazingly talented people. Oh yea, and I got a ham. Yes, a ham. One of our subs bought glazed hams for everyone in the office last week. Let me tell ya, after working 70 hours last week at both jobs, it was a damn good feeling to come home and know that I have a deliciously healthy piece of ham waiting for me in the fridge. Yum.

Thursday, December 22, 2005

The count? Three of Four managers so far that A) suck at life, B) frighten me, C) are colossal bitches. Did I mention they suck at life? Yea. I bet, when JCP finds a person that fits A-C they promote that person to manager. I can see them now, they're like "Ok guys, we have a manager position open.......who's the biggest asshole on the floor right now? YES! Promote that one!" ...... What if they seriously did do it that way?! In that case I would really hate them.

I really would.

Wednesday, December 21, 2005

I had to work last night, as well as tonight and tomorrow night. I reallllly reallllllllllly hope tonight is not going to be like last night.

Last night, some jerkoff decides to come in and try and return a jacket that has schmutz all over the one sleeve. I'm not talkin like "oh I should get a discount" schmutz - it was like someone dropped the thing in mud or oil or something and he wants a FULL refund. I felt so bad for the lady that was helping him. She'd only been working for 4 days and she gets this guy who starts screaming like a 3 year old. He's like "well I waited in line to buy this a couple days ago, I wait for 8 minutes in line now, and you're telling me I can't return this? This is bullshit." So she of course is stunned this guy is ACTUALLY doing this, so she calls our supervisor, OT. OT is this real tough-shit kinda lady who just happens to be black, a woman, and a unique ability to make you feel like youre the size of a mouse. Well of course this white, alpha male dick takes one look at her, after she tells him "yea those jackets are on MY floor and we don't sell those like that, you can't return this in that condition" --- and he freaks out with rage.

BTW the only reason why I mention the color of their skin will be explained in just a second.

Anyhoo, so the jerkoff is yelling and creating a scene so much so that security had to be called. Meanwhile, I am doing my best to ignore the situation but there's only so much I can ignore only being 2 feet away. anyway, as soon as security gets there (2 white gentlemen in flannel) the guy calms down and acts like a rude but collected guy. The security guys tell the original associate to go take a break or something while they deal with him so she's gone and now it's OT, security #1 (standing next to the jerkoff just in case), and security #2 watching OT fiddle with the computer screen. Mr. Jerkoff wasted 20-25 minutes before telling OT that he bought the stupid thing at another store. OT and security then told the guy to leave and return the jacket at the other store. Security escorted him out. It was terrible.

Now to explain the black/white references...... While this was going on, I continued to check people out. Most people, like always, get reallllly pissed when that happens because now they know it's going to be even longer before they're helped. So one dude (who's black) wants to do a simple even exchange with me and I'm just flying through it. After I give this dude his receipt, he calls a security guy over and says the greatest thing ever. He's like "so the guy's a complete asshole to the black lady (OT) but what he's all of a sudden acts like a gentlemen to you guys? Did you see that? That guy is asshole! Prick." I was smiling. .......... BUT of course since we're only two feet away, the jerkoff here's this dude and trys to explain himself. The dude and I look at each other, shake our head, and while muttering something like "prick" under his breath, he walks away. The security guys almost had to restrain the jerkoff from approaching the dude. A few more customers made comments about the jerkoff but nothing as good.

You know, it's funny how some people see things. this white guy leaned in a told me the guy was wasting everyone's time and he should be thrown out for being an asshole. This black guy points out the difference in attitude the guy had for a black lady versus the white security guards. I was irritated the guy was acting all calm when he was talking to the security guys versus the two women helping him. It's funny really, I don't think any of us really wanted to nor actually believed that this guy was racist or sexist or whatever but still -- first impressions are funny like that. Eh whatever.

Tuesday, December 20, 2005

Monday, December 19, 2005

Shout out to JoeD and Heather! I haven't seen nor talked to you guys in so long, I didn't even know it was you on the phone yesterday! That's it, I'm scheduling a kzoo weekend. maybe Jan 20-22? I'm putting it on my schedule.

Had the O'Connor Christmas party this weekend. It was fun. Brian, I talked to your folks and they said they were coming to visit you in April - how exciting!!!! They said you were all about traveling to Russia and Prague and Venice.....I'm so jealous. I only wish I could do that. Anyhoo, Aunt Betty and Uncle Bob look good but are getting weaker. That scares and saddens me. I mean, not to get all nostalgic and reminiscent about the good ole days at the Great Grandparents' club house but seriously.....I can't help it. I know it sounds weird but I never once considered my elder relatives to age. It's like I still consider them to be the same people they were 15 years ago but they're not. And what makes me even more weirded out, is that we're vastly moving up to the 'cousins who are parents' bracket. You know what I mean? Like our parents are becoming the grandparents, we're becoming the parents, and our kids are going to be the new 'cousins'. Isn't that crazy?? Ahhhhhh.

Aside from the token melancholy, I had a really good time. When Aunt Min walked in she said hi and then politely leaned in, asked me in a whisper if I'd lost weight, and then smiled and said that I looked really good. I love that. She was so discreet about it, it made me feel really good about myself. It's like someone noticed that I've been working out and eating better....someone noticed my secret. It's kinda like a private joke - it's cool.

Thursday, December 15, 2005

Don't these look like postcards????
Today is almost famous!!!

Did you know on December 15th in 1964, the Maple Leaf was formally adopted as the symbol for the Canadian national flag and in 1989 Panama declared war on the United States? I didn't know that.

It's supposed to snow like 12 feet today. I guess that's cool but I kinda wanted to finish a couple of jobs before the end of this year. It doesn't seem that bad at the moment but it's coming - look at the radar
It's all coming up from the south. That's crazy. Hey but maybe it'll take a dramatic turn northeast and hit Ontario. .... Or not.

Wednesday, December 14, 2005

I have to work out in the cold today. I am so tired.

Tuesday, December 13, 2005

I forgot to post those pictures last night. I'll try again tonight.

Kris picked out her wedding dress and the bridesmaids dresses this week. She recommends we go try them on and get measured and stuff. They're getting married in 10 months so I think I have 8 months (with all the alteration time and crap) to drop 30lbs. no wait, it's Christmas.....I have to diet on Christmas? Crap. I want to look better though. I want to make Kris and Adam look good - no fat slobby sister bridesmaid that looks like she totally let herself go after she got married. I want my clothes to be too big. I want to enjoy a skinnier me before I start having kids and have to lose baby weight and stretchy skin and all that jazz. I'm ready to show off man. I'm tired of making excuses for myself. I'm ready to be skinny! :)

Monday, December 12, 2005

I had a terrible flight yesterday. Just terrible. I thought I felt fine when I went to bed last night but it came back this morning. Yuck.


My folks, Paul, and I went to Colorado last Thursday for a long weekend. We ski/snowboarded both Friday and Saturday, drove back to Denver yesterday afternoon and finally made it home last night at about 1am. (I'll post pictures and stuff tonight) Anyway, so flying really kills me sometimes. I don't understand it because I don't have problems driving or riding rollercoasters or anything....just flying. I think it might have something to do with going from virtually 0 to 30,000 feet in the air in 10 minutes but I don't know.

Anyhoo, before every flight I take dramamine, which will knock me out and suppress any motion sickness symptoms that arise during the flight. Last night, my little nasty orange chewables didn't work and it didn't take long for the symptoms to kick in. After about an hour into the flight, I noticed something was wrong but I tried to pass it off and force myself back to sleep. Yea. Didn't exactly work the way I had hoped. I woke up about a half hour later with full on vertigo and getting progressively nauseous by the minute. When our flight touched down at Metro, an hour later, I was desperate to grab the barf bag and get rid of anything and all of the contents of my stomach. I couldn't reach the bag though, I was frozen in the seat with these 'hangover' type nausea pains in my stomach and a lost ability to concentrate long enough to reach and open as soon as possible. The only thing I could do was stare over the seat in front of me, whispering "come on, move people" to myself over and over again. It was awful. To make matters worse, my mom kept asking me if I was alright and I REALLY didn't want to talk about it. It would've been like talking about food when you have food poisoning. It was terrible.

I hate flying sometimes.

Tuesday, December 06, 2005

I can't remember if I'd mentioned something on this website before, but I'm going to write as if I did....so just humor me for a sec and play along.

I worked at JCP (aka "pennies" according to my mom) on Sunday for 8 hours and it was busy as hell. I did not expect that the line would be constantly 8-9 people long the WHOLE day but I've never worked in retail before so what do I know. At least the time went by quickly though, a whole eight hours organizing bedding or towels wouldn't be all that fun. I definitely had my share of screw-ups too but overall I think I did pretty well considering I almost didn't make it there in the first place.

For the first time ever, I actually contemplated walking out ten minutes after my "buddy" left me to my own register. Now I consider myself pretty decent when it comes to finding my way around a computer but she had me watch her ring up only two customers which didn't exactly help a whole lot. So now, she's forced me into a register position with 8-9 people waiting in line, all of whom are getting very annoyed that I'm slow, I feel REALLY uncomfortable, I'm not confident in what I'm doing at all, everyone who working registers around me is busy, I don't know what sales are going on so I can't answer sale-related questions, I don't know where anything is, and to top it off, it's my first day and I'm nervous. I wanted to walk out of there so bad. The only thing that saved me from leaving is seeing this girl, who is likely no more than 18, run the register, answer questions, and handle customers in a way I would consider to be more gentle than the older, "i don't deal with shit" women. I figured if she could put up with all this stuff and still do well, so can I - besides how would it look if I quit after one day?

After the first hour or two, things just seemed to click. I got a few rude ones and some really nice ones and some who just wanted to check out with a gift receipt. One person wanted a gift card and when I went to grab one, splat! All the cards, envelopes, postcards....everything went all over the floor. One person wanted a mail-in postcard for a free piece of underwear (when she bought two in the store - one's free by mail) and after 15 minutes of holding up a now very long line, she told me to "put all the stuff away, I'm wasting your time, you should have this stuff behind the counter, forget it" as everyone behind her proceeded to chuckle in that 'it's funny but I'm already annoyed and she just wasted my time' kinda way. One person turned very red when I forgot to print him out a gift receipt. He looked at me and as sternly but calmly as he could, he commented "you know, this has happened to me twice here" then left. I blamed the computer. :)

I wouldn't recommend retail to anyone though. The discount card is nice and the responsibility is low which is cool if you want extra money (as is my case) but the work is somewhat mindnumbing, there are long hours, and the pay is low. I mean, I went shopping with my mom there last night and I saved more on the discount card buying all of our stuff than I actually earned in one day. How crazy is that? Oh well.

Sunday, I labeled me an "Sales Associate". :)

Friday, December 02, 2005

You know what would be a tremendously valuable skill to have in life? Carpentry. Particularly Finish Carpentry. I was watching an episode of "This Old House" and the host guy was going through a kitchen remodel, pointing out the most beautiful features of this new kitchen. The most interesting thing he pointed out was that the owners did a wonderful job in keeping with the original 'country-like' intention of the house but spared no expense in making it as elegant as possible. One of the features he included in this statement was the gorgeous mahogany countertops, cut, shaved, and stained by a carpenter to look antiquey. The counters looked absolutely magnificent - I only wish I could turn a piece of wood into a masterpiece. That would be rad.

I'm a dork.