September 5, 2007

I Must Be Invisible Today…

I don’t know what it is today. I woke up on time and showered but all day long I slept-walked my way through. I felt as if I were inside a bubble and couldn’t wake up. Everything else just sort of added to the day.

I had to go out about mid-morning to get some carbon paper. My store that has been having so many problems with the manager and the associates is just getting out of hand. I used to be able to order duplicate copy guest checks from our company but they are no longer available so I decided I would make my own. I went to the Wal-Mart and they had no carbon paper. No big deal, I figured they must just be out. On my way out of the parking lot I was almost hit no less than three times. I’m not one to slow down if I have the right of way but these people just weren’t stopping. I had to slam on the brakes twice to avoid an accident.

I went down the street to the Ingles and looked through their school supplies. No carbon paper. I repeated the search at the local CVS pharmacy and they didn’t have any so I decided to ask. I stood at the counter for ten minutes while this MANAGER jacked her damn jaws on the phone. She finally hung up as I was on my way out the door and said “I’m off now”. Go fuck yourself. I have no time for a business that treats it’s customers that way.

I ended up across the street at the Rite-Aid and they had none either. I don’t know what’s up. Did they all have this gigantic run on carbon paper, or maybe the carbon paper thief is back in action again trying to clone himself? Anybody else tried to buy carbon paper recently? There is no office supply place in town that I know of so I called one of the other district managers that has one across the street from one of her stores and asked her to pick up a pack for me. We have the Taste of Carrollton to work tomorrow evening so I will pick it up then.

I don’t know what it is but I just felt invisible to these people today and by the time I was driving home I was in the mood to run people off the road that got in my way.


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Watch This…

…is usually the last thing you hear before a redneck hurts himself doing something stupid. Believe me, I know from personal experience. In this case though I did want you to check it out. I wrote a review on a piece of software at another site this morning and did this with it…

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That’s no mean feat for me. I can hack around in Photoshop a little bit but I have never been able to make animated gifs or anything cool like that. I can think of several different bloggers that I may just have to morph… >:

Wednesday Hero

I’ve been pretty busy the last couple of weeks and completely forgotton to put up my Wednesday Hero post. Here is the one for this week.

Sgt. Willard T. Partridge
Sgt. Willard T. Partridge
35 years old from Ferriday, Louisiana
170th Military Police Company, 504th Military Police Battalion, 42nd Military Police Brigade
August 20, 2005

Sgt. Partridge was killed by an IED that exploded near his vehicle in Baghdad, Iraq.
There isn’t that much information about Sgt. Partridge so I though I would share some of the memories that his friends and family have of him.
“I remember Partridge from basic training and AIT. He was a very quiet guy who had a good sense of humor. I remember asking him why he joined, and he told me it was so he could take care of his family and give them a better life. I would have deployed with him any day, he was one of the good guys I graduated with. He will not be forgotten. God Bless.”
“Todd was one of the best men I have ever met and I will always have great memories and admiration for him! My thoughts and prayers go out to his family!”
“I will never forget you and those awful eighteen weeks at Fort Leonard Wood. You are in every sense of the term, ‘A HERO'”
“Todd was such a quite, solid person. He never demanded the attention of those around him. I remember him always just smiling while everyone else at our LARGE FAMILY get togethers made noise. I could get a hug from him, but I had to ask for it. He never assumed anything. I loved making him hug me.
Todd was a solid, faithful husband, father and man in every respect. He did what had to be done in all areas of his life. He died doing what he knew to be his job in this life. Not that he wanted to die but he wanted to serve whatever the cost might be. He knew that freedom is not free and wanted to pay his part for that freedom for himself, his wife and girls.
I have nothing but love and respect for Todd’s memory and will always proudly and thankfully count him among my nephews that adore. His memory will always be honored. I thank God that He brought Todd into our family. He left his mark on it just as he did everywhere he went.”

These brave men and women sacrifice so much in their lives so that others may enjoy the freedoms we get to enjoy everyday. For that, I am proud to call them Hero.
We Should Not Only Mourn These Men And Women Who Died, We Should Also Thank God That Such People Lived
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