Wednesday, October 25, 2006

A Lonely Life

Well since my obsession with rolling shit into a ball has cooled a bit, I figured I'd better post. Have I mentioned lately that I hate all humans? No? Wow, I've been quite the model of restraint.

Now, don't even get me started on Tall, Dark and Loser. He grows more creepy and off-putting with each passing day. Now he's started hitting on the other girls at work, in a creepy-he's-tall-ugly-and-married sort of way. Thankfully he doesn't try his psuedo-flirting with me, probably due to my combination of fatness and scathing glares. Hard to say which puts him off more. He's slowly beginning to fill every stereotype I have about men of his race, I hate it when that happens. He's taken to telling me what to do (as if I don't already know or he was in a position to do so) sometimes while I am actually doing that task. For example, "Amanda, you need to cut up a lemon" he will say as I'm standing at the counter cutting up a lemon. What the fuck does it look like I'm doing!!!!! you enormous, sloppy bag of douche. And I just loooove the people who try bossing you around while they sit on their fat asses doing nothing. Fuck you Dude!!!

And then there's the customers who get all pissed off at you when they are ultimately in the wrong. In my world the customer is not always right, the person who is actually correct is right. I'm sorry that your age has rendered you incapable of understanding anything at all. Or wait, I'm not sorry...because for every cranky fucking senior I have to deal with there are 25 other seniors who don't seem to have lost the ability to listen to and follow simple instructions. Just because you're old doesn't give you the right to be an asshole!

Although, secretly....I look forward to being an asshole when I'm a senior. I'll be old, I will have earned the right to be openly bitchy to anyone who dares cross my path. It'll be a lonely life, sure....but that's what cats are for right?

Monday, October 16, 2006

A Milestone

Wow, I thought this day would never come. I'd like to take this moment to thank everyone who has supported me over the past 6 months, you know who you are non-lurkers. I'd also like send a special thank-you to Megan, without her I never would have gotten where I am today....

my 50th blog entry, truly a milestone.

A special moment in every young girls life. If only I had a digital camera with me, or I actually cared...I would photograph this moment and keep that picture in my wallet...alas, I have neither and so this entry will have to suffice as proof of this momentous occassion.

In other news, Mr. Rose and myself made the (questionable?) decision to purchase a new video game this weekend. Let me just say that We totally Heart Katamari. After spending four hours this weekend rolling stuff up into a ball, all I could think was...."and here I've wasted years of my life on things like reading, conversation, theatre, and movies when I could have been rolling stuff up into a ball."

So farewell faithful friends, while I have enjoyed knowing you these past years I'm afraid it's time to end. I just don't have a moment to spare on anything that isn't rolling stuff up into a ball. I'll think of you fondly everytime I roll an alarmed looking human up into my ball. That one looked a little Kirsten I'll mutter to myself as I roll along my merry way.

Monday, October 02, 2006

Blog Lurkers

Things at the new job have settled a bit. Definately not the horror of my first weekend...though I still have to contend with some fairly obnoxious folks. Tall, Dark and Loser being my least favorite dude right now. But losers will always be losers, I pity him more than I dislike him.

But the real point of my lurkers. You know who you are people. Those people who read your blog but never comment. What's the deal with that? I mean, if you're cruising by and checking out the material, don't you think you should leave a footprint? Not all the time, sure, but all of a sudden you're talking to some acquaintance and they reference your blog...weird.

My blogging was just interrupted by some working. It's totally thrown me off my stride though, I had a whole thing worked up about the lurkers but then a parent called with a complaint. le sigh, hard to satisfy, so convinced their child is superior, so willing to let their children bail on a commitment.

drifting off....

what a disappointing conclusion.