Archive for May, 2007
Work and Sharing The Experience
1Work has been “interesting” for the past month and a half. There has been a bit of drama and many disagreements between my supervisor and myself and a buddy of mine. However, besides all of that, I’ve been getting hours. How many? Well, 38 – 40 a week would be the answer. Sure, I may not be full time, but I’ve been working like one and it’s been nice to have the extra money. All good things come to an end, unfortunately, though. Starting next week, I’m back down to 27 hours because of the new full timer we just got. I’m not going to bitch and moan again about how that should have been my spot, but it really sucks to have my hours cut like that. I actually like my job and I really like making money. Why should that be so hard to keep going?
Besides that, I’ve had an idea recently and I’m going to lay it out for you guys now. As you know, Joe and I will be traveling to Philadelphia and Baltimore, during the summer, to watch out of town Mets and Yankees games, respectively. To help share this experience with you, I’ll actually be uploading real time photos from my phone to the web with the help of Yahoo!’s mobile phone software and Flickr. On the days of the trips, you boys and girls can log on in your free time and see something I’ve just seen. I’m hoping that will help add a bit to how you experience this site and how this site is used to tell the story of my life. It should be interesting, to say the least.
Moron of the Week
2Ok, maybe it should be “Moron of the Month” since I won’t be doing this again for a while.
By now, many people know that I have become rather knowledgeable in the world of Home Theater and have helped quite a few people on Neowin. find the right HD television for their personal needs. Needless to say, many started to catch on to this and it got to a point where a good five people, per day, would get in touch with me asking for in depth help. I just couldn’t deal with it anymore so I created this thread on Neowin explaining the situation and asking people not to contact me personally. I’ve had a few contact me to which I reply with a link to the thread and they apologize and create a thread and I get to it eventually. Well, yesterday I got my first PM in a while in which a certain member was asking for help. This is the ingenious way this moron handled things.
PM from him to me:
what do you think of the Philips 42PFL7432D
my gf wants to buy it tomorrow, but i’ve never seen it personally. i saw a great thread on AVS forum and everyone likes it. whats your thoughts. since you nitoriously work at BB, and she wants to buy it there, what do you think?
My reply:
http://www.neowin.net/forum/index.php?showtopic=516495
His rather “special” reply:
wow… my respect for you just fell even more… but it’s ok, you work for Bestbuy!
So, let me get this straight: He doesn’t respect me, yet he comes to me for my opinion? Wait, wait, please don’t laugh too hard at him otherwise he may lose respect for you, too. This special member has just earned himself the first ever “Moron of the Week” award.
Another one bites the dust
1It’s been a while since I’ve checked in. Chalk that up to work. I haven’t had off since last Friday.
Anyways, another one has died? What’s another one? Another soldier? Another starving African child? Another controversially bad joke? Nope. My second Xbox 360 decided to take the plunge yesterday. The DVD drive just wouldn’t work, anymore. It lost power, somehow. I had to actually remove the faceplate and manually pull out the tray just to get my copy of Crackdown out of the system before returning it. Thank goodness for the Best Buy replacement plan. I took it in and, within 5 minutes, had a new one.
All of this bugs me a lot, though. With this new 360, I am now on my 3rd unit in a little over 4 months. To say I’ve lost a little faith in the ability of Microsoft to produce a solid piece of hardware would be an understatement. I still can’t figure out how so many units can keep dying and no one is raising some red flags about quality control. It’s insane.
Either way, I’ve got to jet, but I will be sure to check in, in a bit, with something actually a bit more meaningful. Have a good one, cats.
Sick of the Military
1Easy there you crazy red staters. Let me explain.
I have no issue with supporting our troops. It’s the right thing to do, whether you agree with the war or not. What I don’t agree with is these bastards constantly bugging people my age about joining the damn service. They always ask the same questions to initiate the conversation. First, they ask how’s work going. Then, they proceed to inquire about your current education status. I guess they want to know if you have a future or are hopeless enough to go to the mid east.
I’ve been approached quite a few times and, once, I made the mistake of giving the guy my information. I was hounded by phone calls for the next two months. Apparently “No” only means no in the civilian world. Yesterday, however, was the worst. I had just punched out after JUST finding out the crap about me not getting the full time spot. I was outside the store, sitting on a little “curb” at the bottom of the store’s walls as I waited for my buddy to punch out so he could drive me home. A marine walks out of the store with his newly purchased CD and looks at me. I saw it out of the corner of my eye and I knew I was dead. Apparently, the look of a man ready to snap and kill is something that they want in a soldier. He gave me the usual “What are your hours like?” followed by the mandatory “So, are you in school?”. I gave brief answers. He was just getting into his speech when my buddy came out and I just got up and walked away.
Why did he feel the need to bother me? Did I look THAT hopeless? Did I look like a man who was so out of luck that he could be convinced to go to boot camp, have some jerkoff drill sergeant yell at me to do more push ups, then get shipped over seas where some really pissed off Iraqi wants to blow my fucking head off? I guess so. Here’s an idea on how to get more recruits: Don’t be in a damn war when you’re recruiting them.
I think that ends my random rant.
Nothing Goes Right
1So, I’m sure at least a few people were waiting on me to clarify what I was talking about in Weight of My World. Usually, I don’t break down poems, but this one is important enough to do so. For the sake of everything, I’m going to leave out any details about my comments about a certain chick.
I never posted it here and only told a few people, but I had applied for a full time spot in my department, at work. The spot opened up just recently and I was the first to have my application handed in. For a while, I really thought it would be mine (you can see where this is going). I had the experience, the work ethic, and I’ve been working 40 hour weeks for over a month now. I’ve basically been doing the job without any of the benefits, such as health insurance Today, however, my recent pessimism was proven to be well founded as I was informed I won’t be getting the spot. No interview. No word from even a manager. My supervisor, whom I had just gotten pissed with over us now having to close two nights a week, pulled me into a storage area, told me I wasn’t getting it, and then told me not to be mad. At least he agreed that I got fucked over.
Why didn’t I get the spot? This one should amuse you all. The company eliminated two full time spots in the store and those people have to be re-allocated. Guess where one will wind up? Yep. I lost out because someone else was losing their spot. I’m glad there are no requirements to do the job other than being there.
What does this mean for me? I don’t know honestly. I’m trying to move ahead in life but things aren’t working. Hell, combine this with my love life and NOTHING has gone my way for quite some time, now. It’s beginning to wear me out. How much do I have to give of myself, to any one cause, in order to succeed. I can’t get the girl. I can’t get the job. All I seem to get is more stress and dental bills.
I want to say more, but I’m at a loss. I just wish something would go right for me again. I hate feeling like a failure.
Weight of My World
1Weight of My World (5/16/2007)
I’m sick of this nonsense and not stop portrayal
The image that you wanted, a personal betrayal
I give everything to everyone and always get nothing
I’ve given my last breath, I feel so disgusting
I busted my ass and worked myself to the bone
My own time was wasted, so bored and alone
But I gave it my all to earn what I wanted
Now that shit’s gone, they should have pointed and taunted
Cause I feel so exhausted, yet there’s nothing to show for
I gave up my hate and heard I should grow more
Became mister so willing that he gave up his person
Fuck, for almost six months, I wrote without cursing
Yeah, I like some adversity, don’t get me wrong
I don’t want it easy, I want to fight hard and long
But when I know that I’ve earned it, I want it and need it
Don’t give me the bullshit, the calming bull reasons
I’ve been fighting this battle and I’m just so damn tired
How can I be strong without being a fighter?
Everything’s gone wrong and it’s all gone together
It’s wearing me down, now I’m weaker, not better
I don’t get the job, I don’t get the girl
I don’t get a break from the weight of the world
She just tried to speak and I bit her damn head off
She’s in all my dreams, but I know I should get lost
So what if I like her? Is that so damn crazy?
It is when she doesn’t, when I let it all phase me
I just want this one thing to go right for me
Instead, I get nothing, there is no light for me
It’s darkened and cloudy and life is a battle
I don’t have a boat, forget the damn paddle
I keep taking my lumps, but the job, no, this girl
The weight of my everything, the weight of my world
Notes: It doesn’t have a great flow, but this is different. This is one of those few times where I stopped being so cerebral with my writing and just wrote because I felt I was about to lose it. I’m not sure if that makes it better or worse, but this one poured out of me. I’ll probably write a corresponding journal entry, later on, to explain it all.
A Three Year Old Taking on a Monster
1I love how smart this little girl is haha. She knows she needs to take care of business.
One of Two
0One of Two (5/6/2007)
I’d really like to know why this got so complicated
How did something so good turn to something that I hated?
Was there anger in your eyes when I said what I debated?
There’s way too many questions and I wish I could erase it
Cause I could never face it, the facts of what has changed us
It wasn’t worth the risk, I wonder if it pains us
Or am I left alone with these questions in my mind?
Am I the only one of two who deals with this inside?
But when things go wrong, they always seem to crumble
The fall is never short, I guess I always stumble
I fumbled every word and I fought to keep it simple
But it wasn’t only me, I had let you in the middle
And quietly we stood, both knowing what would happen
Every thing collapsed in the fault of my attraction
The memories grew cold and eventually we drifted
This isn’t what I planned and this isn’t what I pictured
I wish that I could fix it, but I can only be so hollow
Eventually there’s something and it’s more than I swallow
We can trace it back and follow and look for every sign
But nothing past could change what eats at me inside
At least it’s me this time, I guess that makes it better
I think it always is, we’ll pretend it both together
Every word we said now leaves me feeling severed
Untying at the seams that had once kept me together
I just want to make it better without sacrificing dreams
It seems so damn impossible to figure what I mean
Every word means something, but it means nothing to you
I find it hard to be the one, the only one of two
But I guess that’s what I chose back then, there’s nothing I can do
I find it hard to be the one, the only one of two
Notes: It’s a little rough around the edges, as usual. It’s a slightly different rhythm than I usually go with.
Celebrity Jeopardy
0This is a classic skit from Saturday Night live (they had a series of them). There’s no real set up needed other than the fact that Sean Connery hates Alex Trebek lol.
Dwindling Flame
0Dwindling Flame (5/4/2007)
It’s hard to stop and think in world that’s always racing
Life is moving quickly, it can be a little crazy
One second you don’t have a care in the world
Then a minute later you just stare as you twirl
As things get hectic and you battle with distraction
You never take it in and retain some satisfaction
And actions change into words that never happen
Extinguished is the fire that would spark up a reaction
Walking through the day with a grudge in your mind
Unable to express it cause they love your disguise
A portrait has been painted and they favor the illusion
Thinking that it’s safe cause you’ve quenched the revolution
But something down inside reminds you of the passion
Though you never really know how to turn it into action
Imagine if you could burn it bright at both ends
Fighting for the fight while retaining close friends
Finding perfect balance and discovering peace
Living every day like you’re living in a dream
Saying what you think and knowing what you mean
Comfort in the whisper cause you never have to scream
I know it’s hard to let go and drown out the emotion
For the sake of your maturity, persistence, and devotion
Cause sometimes I can feel it shake me inside
And I fight to keep control for the sake of my pride
But I question every moment, I wonder why I fight
I don’t know why I do it, I don’t know if I’m right
I don’t have all the answers, I only have my pride
And a little tiny flame that’s burning me inside
Notes: Not nearly as good as I had hoped, but oh well.