February 8, 2007

How about that Anna Nicole Smith?

Updated yet again.

I was at work this afternoon when one of my employees hurriedly let me know that they had just announced on the radio that Anna Nicole Smith had died. In the grand scheme of things, who really cares? I don’t, that’s for sure. I hate to hear that she has died, but what exactly has she done to enrich my life or make things better for people, disregarding her photo spreads in Playboy.

Hell, apparently even Larry King is getting in on the game and discussing her tonight on his show.

What the fuck? Looking around the blogosphere I came across this over here:

Folks-
An era has ended. Anna Nicole Smith died today in a hotel room in Hollywood, Florida. She was 39 years old. I am hopeful that works of art, music, literature, etc. are forthcoming to commemorate her life and mourn her tragic death. A special issue of Painted Bride Quarterly, perhaps.

Oh, maybe I sound ironic, but I really am feeling this one.

An era has ended? You must have some pretty sad heroes for Anna Nicole Smith to represent an entire ERA for you. An era of sluts. An era of drug abuse. An era of making money off of other people’s misfortunes.

From what I understand they will be doing an autopsy to see why she died.

Here’s how I want to remember her. Most definitely NOT safe for work (or children for that matter) picture below the fold.

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Somewhat Sad

What a day. I write this with just a glimmer of a tear in my eye.

I’ve gone through most of the day just as normal, not really thinking about anything other than work and trying to make sure that my level of patience stays at a decent level. After my meeting tonight I was talking to my boss about the Boy joining the Marine Corps and hell, I wanted to start crying. Don’t know what’s up with that, but it’s like trying to be two different people at once.

He is in Atlanta right now, took the Asvab this afternoon and will stay overnight. Tomorrow he takes his physical and will get the initial swearing in. From that point on it is only a few months until he goes to boot camp, most likely in June. Hopefully he will be going to Parris Island, it will be a damn site easier to get up there than to go visit the Hollywood Marines out in San Diego.

Sometimes this parenting stuff just isn’t all it’s cracked up to be. I feel as if my heart is breaking at the same time that it’s busting with pride.

Semper Fi little buddy, I love you.

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How Are There So Many Morons?

Don’t shit where you sleep. Useful advice for the workplace. That’s one of the first things that I tell new managers. Don’t sleep with the help. Apparently the trainee that is finishing up his time here is dating one of my waitresses. Bad mistake.

The last time that I had a trainee that did that, he made the mistake of banging someone that had a boyfriend who also worked for me. He ended up with broken ribs as a result of that encounter.

Luckily this girl has no boyfriend, but it is against our policy to date direct line associates. He only has two days left here so I don’t guess it is going to be a big deal.

Thursday is my long meeting day, I have been at work for five hours now and have at least nine more hours. I should be a nice drooling mess by the time I get home tonight.

The Pantheon!

Hat tip to Lisa for this one.

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