Domestic Geek

Man, it's about time. I've been trying to get on Blogger to publish the corrections to my last entry all afternoon. I always read about people complaining about Blogger, but this is the first time I've ever had a problem. Isn't it funny that just a few short years ago, we didn't even have all this technology. Now when it doesn't work right away, we get pissy. lol

Speaking of getting pissy, these anti-war people are starting to get on my nerves. I'm even starting to find blogs about it. Without the military or military action, we would not be the free people that we are today. I'd like to have these people have to live in some third world country for just a week and see if they still have the anti-American sentiments that they so like to spout. Like the goth chick at Littleton high a couple of weeks ago that was wearing the upside down flag on her ass with the phrase "F*** Americanism" written on it. Send her butt to someplace like Afghanistan where women aren't allowed to do squat. Let's see how much she hates America then. I know I complain a lot, but I know my problems are nil compared to those people in other countries who fight daily just to survive. This is a wonderful country full of amazing opportunity. The shortcomings in my life are no one's fault but my own.

Well, enough of that. I've got to make dinner.

Current mood: freezing
Man, I am freakin' cold. I hope I'm not getting sick. My hands feel like icicles right now. Hopefully, it is just a result of my monthly visitor showing up today. I don't have time to be really sick right now.

Work sucks (what else is new?). They're using more dough, but overall sales were down. I hate working harder for less money. The manager at one of the stores has had a crush on one of the drivers for what seems like forever. He got there way early this morning to do her prep work (making salads, stocking coke cooler, etc.). She's got a boyfriend. What a loser. Sad thing is, this guy is a couple of years older than I (that makes him pushing 40). I should've guessed she was the day driver when he doused himself in half a bottle of cologne. ick.

Current mood: relieved
Well, my Cisco exam went better than expected. I got a 94% and the three questions I missed were stupid mistakes. Good thing it was multiple choice.

Rush Limbaugh announced during his program today that he has become completely deaf. Read the transcript of his announcemnt here.

I want to change my blog's template to a halloween theme, but I must not be the only one looking for halloween graphics. A lot of sites are giving the message that they're over the allocated bandwidth. Damn. I guess I better start looking for Thanksgiving and Christmas graphics soon or I'll have to make them myself and I don't have that kind of time right now.

Anyway, here's what is going on at work that has got me so distraught. I've already written about how crappy sales are and how I tried telling the owner almost a year ago that he had a major problem and he chose to ignore me. He didn't give me a straight answer when I asked if I could keep one of the stores for a part-time job for Marcus and I after I find a "real" job. Well, I was talking to one of the head managers yesterday and found out that the owner didn't pay any of the managers their bonuses for last month. No warning, no reduction, just flat out refused to pay them. That's another beef I've had about the way he runs his stores. He has always paid a flat dollar amount for a bonus each month to his managers. Most other owners pay a percentage of sales and thus an incentive for the store to do well. I was also told that the stores are "supposedly" losing thousands of dollars a week. The owner claimed he had to cash in some IRA's, cleaned out his savings and had to sell two of his cars. Poor baby. If things are so bad, why does he not get his ass into the stores and start working and actively try to fix things? He's still trying to be an absentee owner. I hate to tell him this, but refusing to pay bonuses is not going to inspire these dorks to manage better or increase sales. Well, not that I really care about any of that anymore, but the manager also told me that the payroll check for one of the stores supposedly bounced. Things like that could affect me. I'm waiting for him to up and pull the plug on my job without notice. That's where last night's bad dreams came in. I was having dreams about not being able to find other work and having to go back to driving at the first store I worked. What a nightmare. I used to think that the owner was a financial genius. It just turns out he had a run of good luck. What a joke.

Current mood: distracted
I am so not in the mood for a test today. I got up at 6 a.m. to study for the darned thing and I just can't concentrate. Bad dreams again, sparked by what I found out at work yesterday. I'll write about it after I bomb my test this afternoon.

I got this just in time. A gracious note from a friend in my email this morning:

WARNING!!!!!
If a man comes to your front door and says he is conducting a survey and he asks you to show him your boobs,
DO NOT SHOW HIM YOUR BOOBS!
This is a scam, and he is only trying to SEE YOUR BOOBS.
I wish I had heard about this before yesterday. I feel so stupid.

Check out this WTC site image taken from the NOAA satellite.