It's like arrivals...

More updates on my new employment and life as an ex-regional manager.

I'm really enjoying this new vibe.

Here is a taste of todays events.

I woke up early without the aid of a cell phone alarm.

I reformatted my Sony HDWM and loaded it with arse/ass kickers, Calyx (DNB) and some mighty fine trance Above and Beyond, Mike Hoglins remix of the Fine Day track by Opus III, and the classic stomper Trancelate by Clubmosphere.

Armed with sounds to pound, I embarked on perhaps the craziest fucking day I have ever had in retail.

Bare in my mind that I am used to giving orders not taking them and pointing out others lack of vision and drive, and here I am with a day where we must have had several thousand people through the doors, going hard.

In the beginning we had people walking through my department straight to the HiFi boys and their 50" LCD and plasma's, can't have that. So I go and load up the surround sound PC speaker kit I have, the one that is 500 watts RMS, yes, that's total continuous power... and let loose on the masses, a storm of breaks, four four stompers, and pure "Hey you stop and look over here" track after track madness.

It worked.

We powered this shit out the door. It was nuts, just like arrivals (location humour), but amped up on subs.

Before we knew it six hours had passed and we hadn't had breaks - none of the team was worried...

Then out of no where and I shit you not loyal fan base of planet earth, the regional manager, on his day off comes bolting in with one of those peaches boxes from childhood packed with V and Redbull.

In the middle of a sale of two 16GB Ipod touches, he runs up to me and pushes the box in front of me and my customers and says in his Australian accent, "Hey maaaate, qweck, drenk one of theeese, hurrrry up, come on" - I try not to fill my underwear as I laugh my ass off and my customers start to crack up.

As I chug the V down, he runs off shouting to staff ,"Qweck, hurry up drenk one - I look after my team heeeeere"

In true kiwi style, may I say... "What a good cunt".

Today was a record day for sure. We are talking what my former organisation would do in a month, but within a day.

HAAAAAARDCORE.

Love it.

Peace.

Employed.

Well shit me a river, life has indeed been stranger than Australia's unhealthy interest in police 10-7.

I have gained employment - interestingly, after I had resigned to the fact of getting some of my taxes back and taking it easy.

A phone call you see, it came out of the blue, and before I knew it, my first interview was where I negotiated my pay and said yes, and now I am proudly on $12.75 per hour... plus a bit... haha.

Anyways, this is an entirely anti-corporate multi billion dollar organisation.

No uniform.

I can wear my chunky rings.

I can dye my hair and shave stuff in it.

I have no stress.

No one answers to me.

I answer to one or two people.

This is good, it really is.

I'm going to bed now - more later.

Peeeeeeeeeeeeez.

Back from beyond

Humbleness for my lack of posts.

Interestingly in my absence from the internet- which may I add, was as a painful as having no credit on a cellphone that you need to use to call your boss and say you are sick whilst there is a toll and mobile phone bar on the landline, the day after two people were fired for not calling in sick at all - much has happened.

More on this later.

Hahahahahahaha.