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Egypt travals (or travails, maybe?)

Posted on 2008.12.25 at 07:57
Current Location: home
Current Mood: sick
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Egypt was very cool! I'm already wanting to go back and see more of what I couldn't see because I wasn't there long enough.

Traffic was interesting. I think I saw one working traffic signal in Cairo while I was there, and the lane markings were there merely as suggestions. If the street "looked" like it should be a two lane road, you can bet there were 3, probably 4 cars across. And! Everybody was going as fast as possible, going around everyone as closely as possible. Then, to top it all off, throw pedestrians wandering in traffic and horse drawn carts going along at their horsey pace. Oh! And I almost forgot! There are at least a third of the drivers in Cairo who don't turn their headlights on at night! Surprisingly to this rube American, at least, there was only one accident that I saw.

Cairo had the black clad federal (I think) police standing on just about every street corner in groups of at least 2 or 3, often times with automatic weapons at the ready. In spite of this, everyone was very nice, the police included (although there were a couple that wanted bribes just to answer questions).

Alexandria is a beautiful city, right on the shore of the Mediterranean Sea. It was a bit cold to go stick my toes in the water, but I did get my "ocean" fix while I was there. The traffic was not quite as chaotic as Cairo, but that's not saying a whole lot. :)

All in all, a lovely trip, just too short. And I have posted the pictures I actually remembered to take while I was there! :), so don't forget to check 'em out!

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Posted on 2008.08.09 at 12:39
Current Mood: cheerful
Current Music: singin' schnauzers
And I'm apparently verbose... Not that I agree particularly, but what do they expect from a former English major anyway?

The Blogalyser reveals...

Your blog/web page text has an overall readability index of 11.

This suggests that your writing style is conventional
(to communicate well you should aim for a figure between 10 and 20).Your blog has 28 sentences per entry, which suggests your general message is distinguished by verbosity
(writing for the web should be concise).

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Your text shows characteristics which are 56% male and 44% female
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Find out what your blogging style is like!


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Posted on 2008.08.09 at 12:21
Current Location: Dining room
Current Mood: chipper
Current Music: wrestling schnauzers
Hmmm... I'm not sure I buy the "lonely" bit... I'm guessing because I have 4 friends only on livejournal. I prefer to think that I'm going for quality, not quantity... :D

So, jojoblue555, your LiveJournal reveals...



You are... 2% unique (blame, for example, your interest in any kind of mythology) and 34% herdlike (partly because you, like everyone else, enjoy wine). When it comes to friends you are lonely. In terms of the way you relate to people, you believe in give and take. Your writing style (based on a recent public entry) is conventional.

Your overall weirdness is: 23

(The average level of weirdness is: 29.
You are weirder than 48% of other LJers.)

Find out what your weirdness level is!


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My Dream Car

Posted on 2008.07.23 at 08:20
Current Mood: chipper

I found my next car… The Tesla.  (as in the scientist) 100% electric… Top speed of 125mph… 0 to 60 in less than 4 seconds… It’s made in America (or at least, an American owned company).  It can be plugged in anywhere (with the correct converter, of course).  They recycle the batteries at the end of their lives.  An environmentally conscious car company!  What a novel idea! 

Now if I can just come up with the $109K…  

I found these spiffy pictures on www.teslamotors.com:

Drool Worthy Pictures )

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Interests d'jour

Posted on 2008.07.05 at 17:02
Current Location: home
Comment on this post and I will choose seven interests from your profile. You will then explain what they mean and why you are interested in them. Post this along with your answers in your own journal so that others can play along

Some of my interests that [info]animemojo wanted to know about

and here they are )

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Silliness

Posted on 2008.07.05 at 10:47
Current Mood: hungry
A fun little survey from a lovely friend, [info]pine71
Did you know? )
 

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Planes, trains, and automobiles

Posted on 2008.07.05 at 10:28
Current Location: Home
Current Mood: amused
Current Music: What about books?!

Well, okay, maybe just trains & automobiles...

I've decided to start bussing/training it to work, since it will save me about $100 a month...  In preparation for this great travel adventure, I decided to check RTD Denver's website for an itinerary...  Now, bear in mind that the County Line Station is southeast of the I25 & Broadway station... Call me silly, but WHY in the world would I want to get on a northbound train to go north one stop, get off, and then get on a southbound train only to go back past the I25 & Broadway station to get to where I'm going?  Am I missing some great cosmic secret of public transit?  Is there some awful conspiracy of planes, trains, and automobiles?  I'm dying to know!! 

 

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City: Lakewood

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Excuse me?  What?!  Ummmm... Aren't I wanting to go SOUTH?!
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Go to your final destination: COUNTY LINE STATION


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UNrecommendation

Posted on 2008.07.05 at 10:25
Current Location: Home
Current Mood: aggravated
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I went to a certain Indian restaurant at 14th & Blake in Denver with several friends who were going to see Russell Peters (who is freakin' hilarious, I might add). The food was okay, but not all of that, and significantly more expensive than when it was Delhi Darbaar.  We showed up right at 5:30, since the rest of the group was going to see the show, and didn't want to have to rush.  It was explained to the waitress about 5 times that we wanted the food order to be placed as we ordered as it was a fairly large group, some of us were showing up later, and we had to be out of there by 7.  The first 4 or 5 of us had ordered by 5:40.  She then asked if she could take the rest of the tables that didn't have anyone sitting there.  We asked her to give it another 5 minutes.  She asked if we wanted her to wait on the food, too, and we told her again, that no, we didn't.  6:30 rolls around and our food still hadn't gotten there, and we asked where it was, and asked to speak to the manager.  Every time we talked to her, we told her that we were under time constraints.  Well, when the manager got there, it turns out that she hadn't put the order in until 6:05, and tried to blame it on the kitchen, didn't really ever say that he was sorry, and THEN he brought the waitress back to argue with us.  She tried to tell us that we told her to wait at that point.  In the middle of it, he just went away.  She had brought the bill with her, and said, "You can keep my tip, and don't bother coming back."  When we asked to see the manager again (who I think was actually the owner), he never bothered to come back.  So, we took her at her word, kept the tip, and I'm not going back, and I don't think any of the others are either.  The service has always been a bit slow since they became India House, but I've never had such rudeness.  It's not like the place was overflowing with people. It was probably a little over half full. I wouldn't want to be chasing people away, if it were me...

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Netflix friends...

Posted on 2008.06.19 at 21:57
Current Mood: hot

Whilst mousing around on Netflix this evening, I found this fun little link:

http://www.netflix.com/BeMyFriend/P63wCjrVOxYBCkDANppw

I like knowing what people think of the movies they've rented, so click away! (assuming you have a Netflix membership, that is)


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Anger, rage, and ummm... foul language

Posted on 2008.01.16 at 23:05
Current Location: Home
Current Mood: enraged
Current Music: Hell's Bells

People make me angry.  Or more specifically, people in this godforsaken, fucking neighborhood I live in.  I don't know who did it, although I have my suspicions, but someone shot Moose with a BB gun.  While he was in the back yard.  Not able to get out and actually bite whoever it was, which was probably a good thing, actually, since then they would have been able to seriously hurt him.  Which he was not; hurt seriously.  If it had to happen, having him get shot in the shoulder where it wouldn't actually kill him and where he couldn't get at it to lick it all the time, was probably the best that I could have been able to hope for. 

I just don't get it, though.  He's a small dog, in his own fucking yard, with an 8-foot fucking fence around it.  It's not like he could jump the damn thing and eat anybody (although I'm sure he sounds like he'd like to when other dogs walk by). 

Seriously.  I just don't get it.

It makes me want to do something violent (right after I finish wigging out because somebody shot my dog).  

It's been over a week, and I'm still angry about it.


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Fun stuff

Posted on 2007.09.09 at 23:47
Current Location: on the way to bed
Current Mood: bouncy
Current Music: rain, in between yawns

 Gotta love Bally Sagoo!  (Well, I don't suppose you HAVE to, but he sure is cute, and makes fun music!)

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Things that make you go, "Hmmmm..."

Posted on 2007.09.09 at 22:23
Current Location: My livin' room
Current Mood: amused
Current Music: Ticking clocks, whirring ceiling fan, dripping rain, schnauzer snores
So, there I was at Whole Foods today, and this harridan came storming up demanding to speak to a manager, because, "I just had to go pee outside!"  Turns out that she was waiting to use the restrooms in the front of the store (for reference, they are two single seaters), instead of going to the restrooms at the back of the store (which, the last time I checked, is where practically ALL grocery stores have them).  Since they were both occupied, the doors were locked (big surprise there).  She was insisting that they were locked to no good reason, because she "knocked and knocked, and no one answered."  The doors are fairly thick, to the point that you can barely hear the toilets flush, especially if there is ambient noise in the store.  Now, if you were sitting there doing your business, are you going to jump up and answer the door if some nutjob knocks?!  I didn't think so (especially if you've already answered her & she didn't hear you).  So, she was all bent out of shape because, "I'm 47 years old, and I can't hold my bladder!" (her response to my, "I'm sorry, but there are bathrooms in the back of the store.")  To which I wanted to reply, "And I'm almost 42...  Your point?"  (I didn't!  I was good.)  Are we her doctor, that we need to educate her on going to the bathroom earlier or plan her errands around it if she has incontinence issues?  (Or even asking where the restrooms are before there is a problem)  Apparently so. 

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I should have been a scientist...

Posted on 2007.08.27 at 15:15
Current Mood: amused
A scientist who goes on to become an astronaut.  (and for some reason, I keep wanting to put a "gh" in astronaut)  Every time I go look at NASA's website (which is where these photos came from), I get wistful. :)




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And the twit plead GUILTY!

Posted on 2007.08.27 at 14:12
Current Location: Sitting in my comfy chair
Current Mood: hopeful
Current Music: snoring schnauzer
Bwahahahahahahaha!


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Amazon.com

Posted on 2007.08.18 at 16:14
Current Location: Momentarily at home
Current Mood: determined
Current Music: barking schnauzer

Apparently, Amazon.com is selling books & magazines on cock fighting and dog fighting ("how to" if you will).  Both of these things are illegal in most states in the US, and possession of magazines and books related to them are also illegal.  Anyway, there is a website out there where one can compose a letter to the CEO of Amazon to put pressure on them to knock it off, which is here: https://community.hsus.org/campaign/US_2007_amazon_fighting3/forward/inb5ssdrh38m8bn.

My letter:

Mr. Jeffrey Bezos
Amazon.com, Inc.
1200 12th Avenue S., Suite 1200
Seattle, WA 98144

Dear Mr. Bezos,

The Humane Society of the U.S. says that you refuse to stop
selling illegal animal fighting material, and are trying to
weaken the new federal animal fighting law that bans these
items. I am appalled that you would be a supporter of animal
fighting, which is a cruel blood sport often tied to other
crimes.

Surely Amazon.com is big enough not to miss the tiny revenue
from animal fighting magazines and videos, especially when
dropping them would be doing the right thing.

The First Amendment does give you the right to sell some terrible
material; however, the First Amendment does NOT give you the
right to sell material explicitly used to harm innocent animals,
just as it does not give you the right to sell child
pornography.

It also give ME the right to purchase my books and other
entertainment from other vendors, which is what I will be doing
until you decide to do the right thing. I think that the revenue
you gain from animal fighting magazines, books, and other
material is a pittance compared to the revenue you will lose
from people who care about the rights of those who are unable to
speak for themselves.


Sincerely,
Blah, blah, blah, so on and so forth.

A friend even went so far as to say that she'd continue to use Amazon for searching, but would be making her purchases elsewhere.  I LOVE that!


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Cookie?

Posted on 2007.08.17 at 22:09
Current Location: goin' to bed
Current Mood: mellow


I have a dog that looks just like this some days... :D

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Grrr....

Posted on 2007.08.17 at 15:58
Current Location: in the livin' room
Current Mood: hot
Current Music: Whatever is on my iPod
Well, this WAS to be a funny little blog about me cutting my hair off to donate it, but the darn live journal picture upload is apparently no longer working.  I can upload the picture (as long as it's from my computer and not from another website), but then...  it disappears.

Very frustrating.

ANYway, now that I've ranted, I cut my hair off today.  To donate.  To Locks of Love.  It is no longer to my waist, but barely to my chin.  I feel so lightheaded! :D  There is even some curl to it.  Who knew? :)

On the other hand, I can paste it here...  Weird.  Very weird.


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2006 Darwin Awards

Posted on 2007.08.10 at 10:37
Current Location: yet and still at home
Current Mood: amused
Current Music: birds chirping, the mental dog growling
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I don't post for almost 2 months, so I make up for it today. 

Named in honor of Charles Darwin, the father of the theory of evolution, the Darwin Awards commemorate those who improve our gene pool by removing themselves from it.
 
As compiled by DarwinAwards.com:
 
9.  Crushing De'feet'

(28 November 2006, Hall in Tirol, Austria) A man reported missing was found the following morning in a trash compactor, the victim of a self-induced industrial accident. At first, the circumstances surrounding the 48-year-old man's death were hazy. But once the videotape from a monitoring camera was reviewed, all became clear.

The man, who worked for a parcel delivery service, had loaded the hydraulic press with empty boxes and started it up. At that point, the long-time employee walked to the edge of the charging (filling) hole, and used his foot to press the boxes further into the hydraulic trash compactor.

His foot was was seized by the press, and he was drawn into the chamber and crushed. He was not discovered until his colleagues needed to use the press again the next day.

 
8.  Rock Out
 
"Rock and Roll will never die."

(17 November 2006, Singapore) Picture a college dorm room. Dirty laundry, sexy posters, food wrappers, textbooks, and in the middle of it all, a 16-year-old male rocking out to loud music. A typical student, a typical day.

But this particular student, bouncing on his bed as he rocked out on his air guitar, was about to "take things too far," according to the coroner's report. Li Xiao Meng, a student at Singapore's Hua Business School, bounced up and down on his bed with such enthusiasm that he rocked himself right out of the third-floor window.

Normally the windows are locked, but students reportedly force the locks so they can sneak a cigarette. Perhaps alluding to Ted Nugent's rock song, the court ruled it a case of "Death By Misadventure."

7.  Copper Kite
 
"One string short of a kite."

(19 March 2006, Belize) Benjamin Franklin reputedly flew his kite in a lightning storm, going on to discover that lightning equals electricity. However, certain precautions must be taken to avoid sudden electrocution. Kennon, 26, replicated the conditions of Ben Franklin's experiment, but without Ben's sensible safety precautions. Kennon was flying a kite with a short string that he had extended with a length of thin copper wire. The copper made contact with a high-tension line, sending a bolt of electrical lightning towards the man. Just bad luck? Kennon's father told listeners his son was an electrician, and "should have known better." Kennon is survived by his parents, six sisters, and five brothers.

6.  Faithful Flotation
 
(August 2006, Libreville, Gabon) In August, a congregation's 35-year old pastor insisted one could literally walk on water, if one only had enough faith. Big and bold was his speech. He extolled the heavenly power possessed by a faithful man with such force that he may well have convinced himself. Whether or not he believed in his heart, his sermons left room for only shame should he leave his own faith untested. Thus, the pastor set out to walk across a major estuary, the path of a 20-minute ferry ride. But the man could not swim.

Lacking the miraculous powers of David Copperfield, let alone holy Jesus Christ, this ill-fated cleric found only a Darwin Award at the end of his final path.

(A related Personal Account from Palorca, Portugal: "I met an elder villager who once tried to walk on water. He strapped small floaters to his feet. He floated, all right, but upside down, with his head submersed. He was rescued by the spectators."

 
5.  A Slow Burn

It would have been easier just to run their business....

(6 July 2006, Ohio) Insurance fraud is harder than it looks. Just ask Andreas, who lost his life trying to collect on an amputated limb. Just ask Musa and his son Essa, who hired an arsonist to burn down their Steak Thyme Subs shop so they could collect the insurance money. They promised him a $60,000 a year job, but where he would work once the shop was gone is unknown.

Three times he tried, and three times he failed to destroy the sandwich shop. The neighborhood was up in arms over the apparent "hate crimes" repeatedly being committed against the Jordanian immigrants. Whether it was a Molotov cocktail thrown through the window, or chairs doused with gasoline and set ablaze, the result was the same. Minor damage. This was getting them nowhere fast!

Eventually Musa grew tired of throwing good money after bad. For the fourth arson attempt, only 12 hours after the flaming chairs fizzled, he and his son decided to help out their hired hand. They spread gasoline around their eatery, so that a single match would do the trick.

Tragically, they apparently had more talent for arson than their amateur arsonist. They took a cigarette break. One lit cigarette later, an accidental gas explosion took out one wall, and burned both men over 80% of their bodies. Despite several weeks of hospitalized care, the men died from their injuries.

The inept arsonist faces a far lighter sentence: up to 10 years in prison.

[ sidebar: After the third bungled arson, Musa was interviewed by 9News. He said, "If someone is trying to shut me out of business, it's not going to happen. This is my life and (...) nobody's going to take that away from me." Nobody but himself!   Darwin notes that an innocent bystander suffered minor injuries; she was "treated and released" from the hospital. Therefore, Darwin has decided to bend the rules, and consider this father-son duo for a double Darwin Award. ]

 
4.  Hammer of Doom
 
(August 2006, Brazil) August brings us a winner from Brazil, who tried to disassemble a Rocket Propelled Grenade (RPG) by driving back and forth over it with a car. This technique was ineffective, so he escalated to pounding the RPG with a sledgehammer. The second try worked--in a sense. The explosion proved fatal to one man, six cars, and the repair shop wherein the efforts took place.

14 more RPG grenades were found in a car parked nearby. Police believe the ammunition was being scavenged to sell as scrap metal. If it wasn't scrap then, it certainly is now!

(2006, Vietnam) In a similar event, a Rolling Stone isn't all that gathers no moss. Three men scavenging for scrap metal found an unexploded 500-pound bomb perched on a hill, and decided to retrieve it with help from Sir Isaac Newton. As they rolled the bomb down the hillside according to the laws of gravity, the bomb detonated, leaving a four-meter crater and sending the three entrepreneurs to a face-to-face meeting with their Maker.

 
3.  High on Life

Take a deep breath...

(3 June 2006, Florida) Two more candidates have thrown themselves into the running for a Darwin Award. The feet of Jason and Sara, both 21, were found protruding from a deflated, huge helium advertising balloon. Jason was a college student, and Sara attended community college, but apparently their education had glossed over the importance of oxygen.

The pair pulled down the 8' balloon, and climbed inside. Their last words consisted of high-pitched, incoherent giggling as they slowly passed out and passed into the hereafter.

Sheriff's deputies said the two were not victims of foul play. No drugs or alcohol were found. The medical examiner reported that helium inhalation was a significant factor in their deaths. A family member said "Sara was mischievous, to be honest. She liked fun and it cost her."

 
2.  Stubbed Out

(17 April 2006, England) There's always someone who thinks good advice doesn't apply to him. For example, if a doctor advises that the one thing you must not do is go near a flame, as you are going to be covered wtih a flammable material, most people would take this advice onboard, and not strike a match until the flammable material has been removed.

However, Phillip, 60, knew better than his doctor. Philip was in the hospital to treat a skin disease, said treatment consisting of being smeared in paraffin-based cream. Philip was warned that the cream would ignite, so he definitely should NOT smoke. But he just couldn't live without that cigarette."

Smoking was not permitted anywhere on the ward, but Phillip took this setback in stride, and sneaked out onto a fire escape. Once he was hidden, he lit up... inhaled... and peace descended as he got his nicotine fix. Things went downhill only after he finished his cigarette, at the moment he ground out the butt with his heel.

The paraffin cream had been absorbed by his clothing. As his heel touched the butt, fumes from his pyjamas ignited. The resulting inferno "cremated" his skin condition, and left first-degree burns on much of his body. Despite excellent treatment, he died in intensive care.

Using the Darwin checklist:

1.Reproduction -- if he has children, he's not having more.
2.Excellence -- this one I'll remember!
3.Self-Selection -- he was warned paraffin & flames don't mix.
4.Maturity -- At 60 I guess he was old enough.
5.Veracity -- Major UK news carriers covered the story.

This ticks all the boxes, and though I feel sorry for the family, his death acts as a warning to others. If a doctor tells you not to smoke, there's a very good reason.

And the winner, by popular vote:
1. Score for Goliath
 
(September 2006, Florida) A fearsome mythical giant was felled by a humble slingshot. But a modern speargun vs. an underwater leviathan is another tale altogether, as a Florida man discovered.

Outlawed in 1990, hunting Goliath-sized groupers remains surprisingly popular. These fish can weigh hundreds of pounds, yet there are underwater hunters who choose to tether themselves to such muscular sea creatures. However unlikely a pursuit, the poaching of groupers by divers and snorkelers continues, in defiance of both the law and common sense.

Of this elite group, our Darwin Award winner distinguished himself yet further by disregarding one essential spearfishing precaution. By embarking on this hunt without a knife to cut himself loose, the "fit and experienced snorkeler" was guaranteeing that his next attack on a giant grouper would be his last.

Why anyone thinks it's a good idea to tether yourself to a fish twice your size, I don't know. Some time later, the body of the spearfisher was found pinned to the coral, 17 feet underwater. Three coils of line were wrapped around his wrist, and one very dead grouper was impaled at the other end of the line.

In those final hours, the tables were turned, and the fish was given an opportunity to reflect on the experience of "catching a person."


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Cute, Flirty Boys

Posted on 2007.08.10 at 09:57
Current Location: still at home
Current Mood: bouncy
Current Music: Birds chirping, bees buzzing, traffic whizzing by

There I was at Whole Foods yesterday, ringing people up for their groceries, and a REALLY nice looking man came through my line.  He was in a wheelchair, but one of those light-weight, sporty ones, and he had really great arms & shoulders.  Great voice & eyes, too.

He asked me how I was, and I gave my usual response of, "Fabulous!"  For some reason, this just tickled him, and he was very flirty the entire transaction, which could be why I put some chocolates he was buying in a bag, and then forgot to pull the bag out of the bag holder-upper thingy (that would be the technical term).  Fortunately, I noticed before he got to his car, and went racing out into the very warm day, and caught him before he finished loading his groceries in his vehicle (a Subaru Outback - good taste in cars, too - not that I'm biased).  When I handed him his chocolate, he called me an angel.  I got called an angel by a cute, flirty guy.

It's lovely how a little thing like getting flirted with by an attractive man (or woman, I suppose, if you're of that persuasion) can just make your whole day.


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Last Days

Posted on 2007.08.10 at 09:51
Current Location: at home
Current Mood: lethargic
Current Music: Omkara soundtrack

So, today was my last official day at the Union & Alameda (or Alameda & Union) Starbucks.  Once again, I was made to feel like I am not up to snuff, which actually made the going easier.  I might have been a little more sad to go had I not been relegated to operating the register the entire shift, and when the enquiry was made as to why, I was told that I call drinks too loudly (again).  Which, okay if certain people want to think that, but she's the first one in 7 years to ever think so.  And then, I was peremptorily ordered around.  There are ways to have somebody do something, and there are ways.  And, as anyone who knows me has some inkling, I don't take to being ordered around particularly well.  I don't mind being asked nicely to do something, but don't order me.  I am sad not to be working with several of the partners, but then, lately, I've not been scheduled to work with them anyway.  Not that it was a bad shift for the most part, but all in all, a really good reaffirmation of my decision to get out of that place.


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