Gradually degenerating into ignorance and complacency.
Tuesday, April 10, 2007
puppy & broom
the puppy found a great playmate ... my neice
Posted by Marcus at 6:59 PM 0 comments
lower case m
"ever since I was a lowercase g"
I'm an "m", however low ... an "m" in training, but an "m" anyway.
I think my interest in making things better -- efficient, might be my niche, my novelty, my why-he's-an-m.
Posted by Marcus at 11:28 AM 1 comments
wars we no longer have
Now, consummers win when there are price wars. I won't discuss here the many wars costing human lives, but rather the lack of prices wars on items, like ...
GAS, milk, soda, food items,
there are "price wars" with fast food, but really -- 90 cent burger is ... really a 90 cent burger, mostly bun and not so tasty
I'd like to see price wars on clothing and kids' shoes, VEHICLES, housing
of all the wars there are, globally, I'd like to see these wars tearing through the nation -- helping the average Jane and Joe with everyday life.
Posted by Marcus at 10:50 AM 1 comments
Patsy
At work, the grunt and monotonous work has the delightful moniker of "bitch work", usually with the specific task following the word "bitch". I was given bitch-work before, but submitted that I prefer the term slut, as opposed to anything else.
I got help last night from a woman assigned "bitch work", which was otherwise rarely-done-hard-to-reach-cleaning-of-internally-cosmetic-concern-only. She came to save my butt, as I stink at a particular realm of world -- in a prep area of specific items, usually labeled "right away". I was quickly overwhelmed. Another woman ran to do anything other than, "bitch work" as she hastily calls it "...fix me a chicken pot pie, bitch!"+ As she defines it, bitch work, more in line with you-is-da-working-ho ... you do dis!
I have had the patsy work before ... do this, mundane but required task. I don't mind the task, but the "Hey, [task] bitch", irks me. You love that work so much, slut. Some things I do like. I hope to find ways to improve the paperwork. Boy, oh, boy is it a mess. I did the company thing of "bending over backwards" for a couple of guys who had a bad situation with their order, but wanted to pay just about nothing for it. You know ... I guess I was never really that crappy of a person about it. If a place did me wrong, I generally didn't go there twice, end of story. I typically didn't raise a stink about it. I guess in the service industry, it is more common that people raise a stink.
In relation to a stink, I related the smell of cooking meat to how it smells to me. Also, there is a guy at work who smokes ragweed or gypsum or something foul smelling ... maybe it's dogwood with banana peels, anyway -- foul and bad. I made some food, but people raised a fuss about it, for to them, it "stank", coming from smokers and people who eat equally foul-smelling meals -- not much of an insult.
+ Breakfast Club
Posted by Marcus at 10:33 AM 0 comments Labels: work
girl, gold watch, and everything
Well, there was a girl, but no gold watch -- she was late, and everything else.
I had an interview today -- fastest yet to date. I was applying for assistant director, but those positions were/are filled. There are teaching positions, but they pay less well. The woman interviewing me was late. She got pulled over and was given a ticket.
I met her at Starbucks and I had a very weak coffee. Hey, folks! What gives with the weak coffee? I paid, $2.75 and tipped $ .25, but they may have been too much.
I saw that the buinesses in the "well" plaza across from the mall all had bars on their windows. Nice, really looks good. I might offer my services for part-time work there, but I don't always get off the same day for my other job. Hmmm.
I mentioned also that I passed my postal service exam. I don't know if they will call me or what.
Posted by Marcus at 10:14 AM 1 comments