||[Nov. 24th, 2003|09:19 pm]
|||||db - saints and sinners||]|
yay for posting.
i am inspired to post, though there is scant little to post about. weekend was fun. much playing with jasmine, chris, sunday, bob, karena, ursula, paul, karena and richard. a full weekend.
fun job anecdotes-
my manager told me today, as i pleaded a customer's case - and i fucking quote - 'greg, don't connect these people with faces. they're just money.' HA! what a funny funny guy! so funny! let's quit! :OD i'm thinking i have no future in retail. i can't be so calculating. i dunno. it's terrible, the way we treat people. can you really not make the big bucks while still caring? if so, i'll take poverty. ugh. bastards. ice cream bastards all.
in other news, they went around taking a poll of the people at work, seeing if they wanted 'turkey' or 'rice.' now, since it is retail and we have to work the friday after thanksgiving, i assumed that we would be given turkey or rice to eat as compensation. no no no. silly me. the thanksgiving day bonus? it's either a SIXTEEN POUND TURKEY OR A TEN POUND BAG OF FUCKING RICE. . .wtf?
i touched cats and didn't die! max is much more fluffier than he looks! he is the prettiest cat! marlowe is the sweetest! both tried to sleep on us! yay!
benedryl and booze = no good at all.
we went to the absolute best indian restaurant ever. yay.
hmmm... to job hunt or go back to school. the eternal question. i am so lazy and unmotivated that it's pretty much one or the other, so the choice is crucial. grad school kinda rules out apartmentage, mainly because of the $, but maybe not. i dunno. ugh. ugh ugh. blech. ehem.
jasmine and chris need a cat.
richard needs to be bitten so he can know what it feels like.
ursula needs a hug (don't know why).
jenny needs to be present more often.
bob needs a bib.
i need a drink.