Some questions you've never been asked before...

I stole this from Myspace. For some reason I refuse to post bulletins there, but I'll do this here because it entertained me.

Do you have Justin Timberlake music on your iPod/mp3 player? No, it's mostly Reel Big Fish and Evanescence

Where were you July 4th, 2006? Delco Park listening to crappy cover bands and watching disappointing fireworks

Do you like oatmeal? Yes! Especially apple cinnamon

What was the last movie you watched, and who did you watch it with? Like period? or in a theater? The last movie I watched period was Pirates of the Caribbean 2, and I watched it by myself. The last one I saw in a theater was 300 and that was with Chris and Steph and somebody else.

Who was the first person you wanted to be like? Probably my mom, but I don't remember

What are the basic colors of your bedroom? Red, white and black. Oh, and that awful metallic wallpaper.

What is the first thing you do when you wake up? Yell at the stupid birds

When is your parents anniversary? June 26th

Where were you when the 9/11 attacks happened? I think I might have been either asleep or in the shower when they happened. I was in sociology class when I found out.

Where were you when you broke up with your last bf/gf? In a dorm room

Where do you wish you lived? I'm good here for now.

How many different people are in your text message inbox? 0. I just erased them last night

What is your best friend doing tomorrow? I'm not sure. Probably working and taking care of the babies

Where do you plan on attending college? Been there, done that

Where is the last place you ate out at? RED LOBSTER!!!!!<3<3<3

Whose bed did you last sleep in, besides your own? Hmmm, I don't know. The couch at Tina's I guess.

Do you have a TV in your room and how big is it? Yeah, it's 19 or 20 inches

Where was your default picture taken? New Orleans or something like that. I didn't take it.

Are you good at saving money? Seem to be doing okay. It's mostly out of fear of my student loans, though.

When is the last time you went over your cell phone bill? I don't know if I ever have. I mostly use it during free time

Do you like Ramen noodles? Not so much

Do you remember Furbies? Yes

Does it strike you funny when people freak out about Top 8's? I'm guessing that's a Myspace friends thing, so yes.

Does your mom smoke? No

Where is your favorite football team from? CLEVELAND BABY!

Who were you with Friday night? Emma, Sharon, Nicole and Beverly (after work that is) admiring the Great American Challenge

Did you go to church Sunday morning? No, but I did go to a church lunch

Are you taller or shorter than the rest of your family? Kinda in the middle, but mostly shorter

How long does it take you to get ready? Depends on how motivated I am.

Does laundry really need to be separated? Yes

Are you in a relationship? No

Do you own a web cam? No

Does dissection creep you out? Yes, otherwise I would be a vet

When is the last time you played basketball? Hmm, junior year of high school maybe

Do you like orange juice? Love it.

Have you ever gotten locked in a trunk of a car? No, but we locked someone else in the trunk of a car. He asked us to, before you judge.

What sport would you improve at, if you could? Baseball (softball for me, I guess)

Do you wear chains? No thank you.

Can you sleep in jeans? If I happen to fall asleep that way. I wouldn't choose to, though.

Your favorite fruit salad would contain what fruit: Cantaloupe, strawberries, cherries and honeydew

When you get out of the shower, do you put your clothes on in the bath or bedroom? Bathroom

Have you ever eaten duck? No, I'm afraid to try, too.

Jerks

I want to rant and rave about the stupid mean people at work tonight, so bare with me through this.

Apparently all the crazies wanted pizza tonight. Apparently all the crazies wanted to complain about their pizza, too. Either complain or make a scene. The joy started off with a jerk named Scott. Scott was apparently his last name. I have no idea what his first name is. Mr. Scott claims to have called and talked to "some guy" Saturday night about his pizzas being messed up and what not. We didn't have a credit or anything written down for him, so I told him I couldn't just be giving him free pizzas because he says so. I wasn't so blunt or rude about it, but that was the general idea. He told me that I needed to call the managers from Saturday night and talk to them about it. So, in order to not have to lie to him when he called back, I did call them. Neither of them remembered ever talking to this guy or anything about his pizzas. When he called back I told him I could give him 25% off his order, but that was the best I could do for him. He started rambling off about numbers and $8.50 and 35 dollars and whatnot and wouldn't stop. I told him I didn't know how much money he was going to get off until he told me what he was ordering and he screamed "OH GOD!" at me and hung up. Whatever, he can be pissy.

Shortly thereafter somebody called to tell me that his pizza had mushrooms all over it and they are nasty and he didn't order them and he hates them and they ruined his entire experience. I told him I was sorry and that he could either bring the pizza back tonight and we'd replace it for him, or he could bring back at least 75% of it next time he came in and we'd replace it for him then. He told me about how that was inconveniencing him a second time and about how that's an ignorant policy. Ignorant it may be, but it's the company's policy, not mine. I don't think it's ignorant anyway. We can't just be handing out free food willy nilly. We'd be broke. Anyway, I told him that I was sorry it was inconveniencing him, but it's written right on the box his pizza is in and it's our policy, the company's, not mine. He responded with something like, "I know it's not your policy. I know you're not writing this stuff. You're the lowest of the low of management in this company." Stupid asshat. He doesn't know me. He has no idea what my position is in the company. And that doesn't matter anyway. I could be the autistic busboy for all he cares. If he wants free food from me he doesn't need to be calling me worthless. But whatever, I got his name and some stuff and slammed the phone down after he hung up. He didn't get the wrath of my anger, but making a lot of noise made me feel better.

I think some other kind-of-annoying things happened in between this and the next incident, but I don't quite recall them in much detail. Later on, though, a bunch of kids were playing in the game room and one of them started screaming and crying. I didn't think much of it, as kids are wont to do that sort of thing when they don't get their way. But she kept going. One of the girls in the kitchen went out to check out what was going on. Apparently the little girl's hand was stuck in the trinket machine. Nobody knew what to do so Emily got me. It took me a moment to think of what the hell I was supposed to do with this. For a little while I thought I was going to have to call the fire department or something to get this girl's hand out of the machine. Finally something in my brain clicked back in gear and I asked her if she was holding on to anything inside the machine. She started laughing and pulled her hand right out. She was faking it the whole damn time. Screaming and crying and making a big freaking scene and not one thing was actually wrong. Even more annoying than her little prank was her father's reaction to it. He did nothing. NOTHING. He just giggled and they went along their merry way. This kid pulled two people out of the kitchen with her screaming and crying and carrying on and not one damn thing was wrong with her and her dad just laughed. Maybe someone needs to read The Boy Who Cried Wolf to her. Grrr.

Facts

It is 2:03 in the morning.
I am hungry.
I think it would be fun to go bowling sometime in the near future.
I want the Reds fleece blanket they are giving away on April 21
My ear itches a little.
I have the next two days off work and am pumped.
It is not so freezing outside and that makes me happy.
My face was eaten by a dinosaur.
Ellie is asleep on the floor next to me.
I spend way too much time at Walmart.

Not Exactly

Vacation Version 2007 didn't go quite as planned. Instead of going to Kentucky we went to Cincinnati, which is fun, but still in Ohio. I got to go do something in a somewhat unfamiliar place, though. I could have pretended we were in any place I wanted I suppose, since I know almost nothing about Cincinnati, except the area immediately surrounding Great American Ball Park. Apparently ballpark is really supposed to be one word, but Great American is so cool it requires two.

Anywho, though we didn't make it out of the state, our attempt was entertaining anyway.

Now I am freezing and have decided to go to bed. It's like 3:30 in the morning, after all.

Oh! One more thing! Walmart should have more than one person available to operate a cash register even at 1 in the morning. The people in front of us tonight had three carts full of crap. We would have been in line for an hour if we had felt it was worth the wait. What silly jerks. There are plenty of people wandering around the store with nothing to do. Surely one of them could have run another lane. And if not, why can't they have one or two of the self-checkout lanes open? That's all K-Mart has open at the end of their night.

Vacation Version 2007

So, I'm all jealous of people who get to go on actual vacations around now-ish. I can't afford to take the time off work so I don't get to go on for real vacation. As a result, I feel like going out of town this weekend. The craziest thing happened when I decided that. I told people I wanted to go to Newport, so that's what we're doing this weekend. Who'd have thought that if you said you wanted to do something other people might actually agree?! Perhaps I should try this more often. I usually just wait for someone to tell me to do something.

I don't know what we're going to do in Newport. There's not much to do outside of drinking at Haufbrauhaus or however it's spelled. I like the aquarium, but I think I might be the only one. I'm also not sure it's open in the evenings. I know it closes around 6 during the week, probably not much later on weekends. I should check that out, though. I could start practicing this whole telling people what I want to do thing.

Something Just Went Bump in my House

I think I made the kiddies at work mad tonight. I've decided that I'm tired of getting in trouble for stupid shit they do, so I'm making them follow the rules to the letter. They seem to think that's unfair. But, I follow the rules, too, so at least I'm not being a hypocrite. I often let them make a pizza and eat it in the back, but I'm sick of having them all standing in the back while I run the kitchen by myself, so no more pizza eating unless they're on break, which is how it's supposed to be anyway. We all got tired of cleaning up their glasses all over the store, so now nobody gets drinks unless they drink them at the bar and put the glass away themselves, which is how it's supposed to be anyway. I got in trouble last week because the employee bathroom smelled like smoke, so now everyone gets to clock out and go out to the dumpster to smoke, which is how it's supposed to be anyway. They all get pissy about it, but they're just going to have to deal. Jacci's going to be a giant, rule-following bitch now. No one's going to want to work with her at all.

KerSPLAT

I splatted an opossum all over my car tonight. The stupid thing just appeared in the road in front of my car and I couldn't do anything to avoid him. I did hit the brakes, so it's possible he didn't actually die when I hit him, which I'd actually feel pretty bad about. It sounded like he exploded, though. A big, juicy rodent explosion. That's so gross. He shouldn't have been practicing his Houdini act in the middle of a heavily traveled state route. But at least I didn't smack this one in the face.

Done With Winter

I think I'm done with winter. I usually love the season. I love snow, I don't really mind the cold (I prefer it to hot all the time). This year, however, I'm pretty much done with it. I'm tired of never being able to go anywhere on my days off because the roads are covered in ice. I'm also tired of wondering if work is going to call me at 9:30 in the morning because everyone called off again. 9:30 is kind of early when you work 2nd shift, especially when you don't go to bed until 4 or 5. I should probably stop doing that.

Anyway, I'm ready for spring. I'm ready for being able to go outside without taking ten minutes to get ready. I'm ready to stop looking for my gloves every time I leave the house. I'm really ready to get rid of all the salt and other road gunk on my pretty car (though I'm not looking forward to the increase in the number of birds and their droppings).

In short, BOO WINTER!! YAY SPRING!!!!

Think They'll Let Me Have The Overtime Again?

I'm thinking of changing my address to my work address. I pretty much live there these days. I should stop being so agreeable. Any time someone calls and asks me to work for them I say yes, even when I don't really want to. Take tomorrow, for example. I was all pumped about having two days off in a row, but someone called and my "weekend" was cut in half. It didn't have to be. I could have said no. I know this. But I didn't. I always say yes. And it really doesn't bother me that much. I always think that it will be nice to have nothing to do, but when I have a night off, all I do is walk around the house trying to find something to do. Often that turns into a trip to Walmart. So, at least at work there are plenty of things to do. I think I'm going to sit on my ass all night, though.

Going in tomorrow gives me 6 days this week, which inevitably means overtime, which Marion's does not like to pay. I predict that I will not be allowed to have it this week, as I had a few hours of overtime last week, because, once again, people called and said they needed me and I predictably said yes. Granted, Tuesday it was pretty dire. Either I came in or we didn't open. The situation isn't exactly dire this time. Not for the store anyway, just for the person I'm working for. They'll probably make me leave early on Friday. Boo.

I Want to go to Key West

My mom was supposed to be back from Key West an hour ago. I was waiting up for her so I could say hi before she goes to work tomorrow. I let the dog in so she could bug her, too. I keep seeing lights going by the house, but none of them are her. She is going to be quite tired at school tomorrow.

I'm all excited about baseball again. I thought my interest had kind of disappeared over the winter, but I was wrong. I heard an ad for Reds' season tickets on the radio today and got all excited. Not that I'm going to buy season tickets. Those are EXPENSIVE.

I'm going to go watch TV and wait for Mom. The computer is hurting my eyes.

H-okay, so

Alright, so I went and did the MySpace thing. Here it is. Yes, I am now, officially, a MySpace whore. I never wanted to be, but here I am, whoring it up.

Rambling at Midnight

Here comes snowy stuff, here comes snowy stuff, right down Snowy Stuff Lane. It doesn't care if you're rich or poor, it buries you just the same.

I don't remember any more words to the actual song, so I can't make up any fake ones. Anyway, Mega Blizzard '07 is on its way and I want to stay up and see it. I shouldn't do that because I'll probably have to be at work tomorrow and I should probably be awake while I'm there. It sounds like nobody is planning on being at work tomorrow. Except David and me. At least there'll be two of us.

Some silly schools have already decided to close tomorrow and it hasn't even started snowing yet. That is ridiculous. I understand that most schools will probably be closed tomorrow as there's going to be a bunch of the white stuff about, but closing before a single snowflake falls?

I want it to start snowing now so I can see some big fatty flakes and go to sleep.

Also, I somehow keep managing to kill AOL. It keeps freezing up on me and that's not nice. You hear that AOL? NOT NICE!

Thank you. That is all. Good night.

I Missed January

I tried to keep up with my once monthly postings, but last month I couldn't. I tried, but the stupid thing told me I had the wrong username and/or password. It was lying, but it kept up its lie long enough to prevent me from getting anything up here for the month of January. Granted, since the only time I tried was the 31st, it didn't have to lie for long.

Anyway, still nothing of interest going on. I'm just writing to make sure this thing still recognizes me.

Winter has finally arrived. That's interesting for me. I love snow. And I love cold. I'm not so sure I love 0 degrees, but since I complained all of last month about how it was too warm, I suppose I'll suck it up and deal with it.

This is so damned uninteresting. The most exciting thing going on right now is the 4 inches of snow in the yard? That's pretty boring. I need to do exciting things. Maybe I'll go hunt grizzly bears in the woods out back. I'm sure they live out there. It's why the deer have stopped coming around. They're either scared or eaten. That's probably what got Red Cat, too. Bastards. I'll bring Ellie with me. She can learn to be a fearless hunter instead of a wuss who hides behind me every time she hears something she doesn't recognize.

We'll have to learn to track the grizzlies. Nothing around here has feet that big, though, so I think we've got that covered. Big feet = Grizzly Bear.