Monday, December 08, 2003

Mon
8
Dec
2003

That’s Gotta Hurt

I didn't have class this morning. My teacher fell off a horse over Thanksgiving break and broke her collar bone. In a way I was relieved because I've been in a really blah mood lately and haven't done squat for this class. On the other hand, I've been in a blah mood and haven't done anything for the class. I'd really better get my butt in gear this week.

The blah mood is a result of money problems (what else is new?). It's bad enough that my paycheck wasn't enough to cover bills this time around, let alone have anything to do Christmas stuff with (I'd better get a Xmas bonus this year or I'm screwed), but I've been in denial about the severity of my financial problems and have run my credit cards up to the limits buying stuff on eBay. Now my car decided to crap out. My brakes started grinding really bad today. It makes it really hard to deliver when you can't stop your car. The check engine light came on last week. What else is going to go wrong here?

I forgot to mention the incident at Home Depot yesterday. Marcus thinks I over-reacted. I went it to get the tile to put my kitchen back together (I still have room on the Home Depot card). I was on my way to work and happened to be in my work shirt. I stopped two employees walking down the aisle to ask if they had more of a particular tile I needed. The woman asked if I had any pizzas. I said no. She smarts off with, "If you don't have any pizza, then we don't have any more of those tiles." I said, "Fine, if you're going to be that way, I'll go buy my stuff somewhere else." I grabbed my purse and jacket out of the buggy and stormed out. I swear, I get so sick of being harassed by people like this. What makes people think that just because I work in a pizza place that I get free pizza? Also, if I did, why would I give it to someone I don't know just for the hell of it? I would never think of asking a Home Depot employee (or any other employee) for free stuff. After 12 1/2 years of these kind of comments, sometimes I snap (especially when I'm PMSing).

Sunday, December 07, 2003

Sun
7
Dec
2003

Mr. Picassohead

Current mood: bearmood — happy amused
I can't remember where I found this link today, but go check out Mr. Picassohead. I messed around with it for quite awhile. There are quite a few interesting pieces that others have done in their gallery. Here's the one I submitted.
Sun
7
Dec
2003

Take That, Eddie Kennison

Woohooo, the Denver Broncos beat the Kansas City Chiefs today 45-27. A much better turnout than their last meeting. Way to go, BRONCOS!! Oh, and I hope you choked on those words you had to eat, Eddie.

Friday, December 05, 2003

Fri
5
Dec
2003

Bah, humbug.

Nothing like getting your paycheck to put a damper on any holiday spirit.
Fri
5
Dec
2003

This is Scary

A coworker sent this to me. It frightens me a little that something like this could happen in the not-too-distant future if we're not careful:

Operator: "Thank you for calling (insert pizza chain name here). How may I serve you?"

Customer: "Hi, I'd like to order."

Operator: "May I have your NIDN first, sir?"

Customer: "My National ID Number, yeah, hold on, eh, it's 6102049998-45-54610."

Operator: "Thank you, Mr. Sheehan. I see you live at 1742 Meadowland Drive, and the phone number's 494-2366. Your office number over at Lincoln Insurance is 745-2302 and your cell number's 266-2566. Which number are you calling from, sir?"

Customer: "Huh? I'm at home. Where d'ya get all this information?"

Operator: "We're wired into the system, sir."

Customer: (Sighs) "Oh, well, I'd like to order a couple of your All-Meat Special pizzas..."

Operator: "I don't think that's a good idea, sir."

Customer: "Whaddya mean?"

Operator: "Sir, your medical records indicate that you've got very high blood pressure and extremely high cholesterol. Your National Health Care provider won't allow such an unhealthy choice."

Customer: "Damn. What do you recommend, then?"

Operator: "You might try our low-fat Soybean Yogurt Pizza. I'm sure you'll like it."

Customer: "What makes you think I'd like something like that?"

Operator: "Well, you checked out 'Gourmet Soybean Recipes' from your local library last week, sir. That's why I made the suggestion."

Customer: "All right, all right. Give me two family-sized ones, then. What's the damage?"

Operator: "That should be plenty for you, your wife and your four kids, sir. The 'damage,' as you put it, heh, heh, comes $49.99."

Customer: "Lemme give you my credit card number."

Operator: "I'm sorry sir, but I'm afraid you'll have to pay in cash. Your credit card balance is over its limit."

Customer: "I'll run over to the ATM and get some cash before your driver gets here."

Operator: "That won't work either, sir. Your checking account's overdrawn."

Customer: "Never mind. Just send the pizzas. I'll have the cash ready. How long will it take?"

Operator: "We're running a little behind, sir. It'll be about 45 minutes, sir. If you're in a hurry you might want to pick 'em up while you're out getting the cash, but carrying pizzas on a motorcycle can be a little awkward."

Customer: "How the hell do you know I'm riding a bike?"

Operator: "It says here you're in arrears on your car payments, so your car got repo'ed. But your Harley's paid up, so I just assumed that you'd be using it."

Customer: "@#%/$@&?#!"

Operator: "I'd advise watching your language, sir. You've already got a July 2006 conviction for cussing out a cop."

Customer: (Speechless)

Operator: "Will there be anything else, sir?"

Customer: "No, nothing. Oh, yeah, don't forget the two free liters of Coke your ad says I get with the pizzas."

Operator: "I'm sorry sir, but our advert's exclusionary clause prevents us from offering free soda to diabetics."