…you will be after you watch this video. Creepy pedophile. Doesn’t he know that we only watched baywatch for the babes? Hell, I even left the volume muted. Probably should have done the same thing before I saw this. I think I need an alka-seltzer now. Thanks to Sam for the link, via ShweDream Blog
July 2006
A bugs life
As I got in my car to come home from work this evening, I noticed a bug on my windshield. Either a tree roach or some kind of beatle, I’m not sure. I figured that once I got on the road the wind would blow it off, but I was wrong. The bug remained on my windshield the entire way, little buggy anntena pushed back by the wind. It was right in that spot on the left side where it rode the yellow line the entire trip home, so I watched it most of the way. When I would stop it would move a bit, but once I got to moving again, it never budged. 15 miles to my house it rode. A lifetime of crawling for the little bug. Getting close to my house I am sure it was happy in it’s little buggy heart that it was going to a new place, to make a home where it had never been before. At least until I crushed the fucker with my windshield wipers.
Early start today
My boss is out of town this week which means that I have to run the district. One of the other managers is also off today and tommorow, so somehow I have to run my store as well as hers, as well as cook all day. Once I can get a bit more coffee in me I will go ahead and head on in early to try to get my shit together. I’m just crossing my fingers today and hoping that everyone shows up. I still wanted to be able to check the news and read a couple of blogs, so it means that I have to get up long before the ass crack of dawn in order to do so.
I’ve cleaned up the blogroll a bit to get rid of the ones that aren’t around, as well as adding a few more that I have been reading.
Just fell out of bed
Not really, but damn it sure feels like it. I had planned on sleeping until about 5:30. Just now woke up. The fireworks in Carrollton are held at the football stadium which is directly behind my restaurant, about 100 yards away. There are only three exits and I am right in front of one of them. Needless to say, after the 4th, it is a real goatfuck in there, so I have to go in and cook for a few hours. I’m taking tommorow off, so not too big of a deal I guess. I will just have to watch the firewoks from there, which is actually nice becuase it is so close, and I don’t have to deal with the traffic in and out of the football field.
Fucking morons
For the most part, I try to vote libertarian. During the last election, I voted mostly republican, mainly because of what ended up being empty support for the Fairtax Act. I generally just have to laugh at most of the lies that Republicans and Democrats tell as they are trying to run the other side out of office. They are pretty much a bunch of lying sacks of shit. I think that this is going a bit far though. A whole bunch of fucking sheep just believing what they are told to believe.
Ugly
I have this heat rash right behind my balls and it hurts so much that I am beginning to get fucking annoyed.
Various and Sundry
I am still having damn problems with the spam. Now too much is getting through the filter. I wish my site was hosted in my basement like I used to do, so that I could shoot the fucking server. I have deleted 450 spams since I got home, just from the last 13 hours.
Last night just completely sucked. I had to go back to work to handle shift change, picked Chris up from work after that, had to run him around and drop him off at a friends house so he could spend the night. Once I got home I stayed up for awhile blogging, hit the sack around midnight. Kind of late for me on the weekend, but I can handle five hours of sleep. At 1:15am one of my cooks called me to let me know that he didn’t appreciate being the only one there that did his job and he didn’t give a shit if I fired him, he was not going to cut any onions. Stupid fucker was geeking out on something. All of my people know that I have a very hard time sleeping, almost to the point of insomnia. They used to be very bad about calling me with stupid bullshit in the middle of the night, until one morning I came in and raised hell, and would not pay them early. I told them that they could drag themselves out of bed at 2pm if they wanted to get paid. They quit calling me at night after that unless it is truly important, in which case I have no problem with it.
As I said, I got to sleep at 12am, received this call at 1:15am. I finally managed to get back to sleep at 3:15am or so, and got back up for work at 5:30. Needless to say, I was not the most happy person when I got to work. I have been putting up with this dumbass and his decreasing performance for several weeks now. He is hitting something hard, possibly ice from what I have been told. I might have even put up with his shitty job for a little while longer in hopes that he would see the error of his ways. That is, until last night.
I cut his pay by 1.25/hr (almost 20%) and turned his 35 hour week into a 14 hour week. I won’t fire him, but if he doesn’t quit this week, next weeks schedule will see him on saturday night from 1am to 4am and that will be it.
My boss is going out of town on Wednesday for a week, so I get to run my store all week, as well as the other two on thos managers two days off. I can already tell what kind of week that this is shaping up to be. Maybe I will get really lucky and it will be nice and uneventful.
Calls from work
Someone is going to have to fucking die today. Goddammit.
Rob’s Funeral (and other stuff)
I haven’t really posted much about my trip to Savannah, as I wanted a bit of time to think so that I could post something halfway intelligent. Fuck it. No amount of time is going to change it either way.
It took me longer than it should have to get there. Five or six hours I guess. I made several stops on the way. I wasn’t feeling very good Thursday so I stopped at all of the rest stops (three of them I think) as well as a couple of gas and pee stops. Got in a little after noon. It was pretty easy to find the hotel. A lot of us stayed at the La Quinta on Abercorn, which was pretty close to the funeral home. Since I got there at a decent time, I managed to get them to let me check in three hours early and showered. Probably a good thing since I had been in the car all day.
Once personal hygiene was taken care of I called Zonker to see where the hell everyone was. Everyone was going to meet for lunch at the City Market. He gave me directions and I headed out. Apparently the were initially going somewhere near River Street, but it was too crowded so they had changed their minds. I headed out and got started. I didn’t make it too far before he called me back and told me that there was no place to park, so we were going to meet at a restaurant near the hotel. No problem. Minor cluster fuck, but that’s what happens when you get a bunch of free souls (fucking hard heads) together.
I managed to get there first and have a beer at the bar. The first people to get there were Recondo32, Georgia, and their son Rick. Everyone else arrived shortly thereafter. I met Zonker, as well as Eric, Key, Yabu, Elisson, Denny, and Velociman. Damn it, today started 20 hours ago. I am missing someone, and I can’t figure out who. Oh well, send me a flaming hate mail and I will correct the error of my ways.
After lunch we headed back to the hotel to change. I hedged my bets from my earlier entry and brought along a shirt and tie, which I donned with misgivings about having my ass melt off. The service itself was actually a pleasant surprise. No fire and brimstone, which I am extremely grateful for. The preacher gave everyone an opportunity to speak about Rob if they wanted. A couple of buddies that had known him since high school got up and spoke some nice things about him. Then Livey spoke for a few minutes. She brought along her snakes as well. I hate funerals, so I didn’t hang around inside very long once the thing was over. I hear that they had his ashes in a pretty cool box. Outside I met Catfish, Dizzy Girl, and several other bloggers whose urls escape me at the moment.
We all headed over to the celebration which was in full swing by the time we got there, since most of us wanted out of the fucking monkey suits. I still have my ass but I swear I lost five pounds in sweat. I got to meet Sam and Stacey. They are both really nice and met us down on River Street later in the evening. Stevie was there, but I never got a chance to introduce myself. Maybe next time. I met lots of other people in Rob’s family, as well as some other bloggers, but apparently that short-term memory loss is taking it’s toll so I won’t try to list them tonight.
As I said before, we did head down to River Street and hung out for a couple of hours. Probably would have stayed longer but they closed the damn place on us. After that, several folks got together back at the La Quinta, but by that time my head was pounding, I felt like I wanted to puke, and couldn’t even eat much of anything. I just crashed at the hotel. I ended up sleeping about two hours later than I wnated to on Friday, so didn’t pull out of Savannah until about 7am. I had a nice time even though I felt so bad, and am looking forward to going to Helen in the fall, perhaps I will actually open my mouth once or twice. I put in for my next vacation this morning (my bosses were thrilled about that one) and am planning my week around Helen (right in the middle so that if I get too shitfaced I have time to recover.
Well, I have to get up for work in five hours, have to take my ass to bed.
Why haven’t you posted about the trip yat?
1. Becuase Because I am a fucking slacker.
2. Becuase Because I am at work, AND I am a slacker.
3. Becuase Because I am too drunk.
Actually, I wanted to be able to sit down and think at the same time that I posted, and we all know how hard a time I have doing more than one thing at a time. I want to get everything somewhat correct and in chronological order. Maybe this afternoon, although after having not been in my store for the last ten days, I will consider myself lucky if I make it home by ten pm tonight. Maybe it won’t go too bad, I think my boss is spending the day at my store, but I did have at least two people quit while I was gone, so there are probably about ten or eleven holes to fill on the schedule.
Updated. 4. Because I left my online spell checker in my other pants (good thing I didn’t forget my dick)..