
I have a rant, I just thought of it. Christmas.
Things I hate:
1. Shit Boney M xmas music
2. Shit xmas false cheer
3. Shit xmas bargains
4. Shit stay open till midnight mall hours
5. Shit sit on santas knee photo opportunities for $25.00
6. Shit out of luck people who have birthdays in Dec or Jan - poor bastards
7. Shit parking wardens who wear reindeer antlers
8. Shit secret santa presents
9. Shit presents from your partner after you go out and spend time and cash finding the perfect gift
10. Shit all chance of buying piss on the 25th of Dec.
Tuesday, November 20, 2007
X-mas: The things I hate at a retail level.
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Recursive thoughts on being told what to do...
Well - life is good here.
Interestingly enough, I find myself in situations where I'm told what to do... this be fine, however, I can't help but giggle (Is that the right word?) at the irony of now being in a position where I'm ordered/asked/requested... told what to do.
I was asked to sweep the floor today.
I felt like saying "Fuck off and sweep it yourself". I then looked at another guy in my area and felt like saying "Oi, sweep the floor" - However, in light of not taking myself too seriously and letting the power of the ego make yet another shit arse decision for me, I said, "Sweet as - no problem".
I also feel as though I should tell off some people in the store for being downright fucking useless and better suited to watching paint dry - however, this falls way beyond the scope of my job. And content am I to plod away at what I am here to do.
I haven't discovered too many politics in my new organisation - one small issue resulting from a rumour saw the object of the rumour immediately address the situation and ask the antagonist what the story was... immediately the air was clear and a possible issue was resolved at its core.
Most people in my new organisation are younger, and apart from those who willingly exhibit their age and the maturity of a joint soaked in a half full beer can, some do surprise at the level of experience gained and their attitude towards life.
It does go to show that no one is as they may seem.
Definitely candidates for future success in any area and path that they may choose to pursue.
So all in all it's sweeter than flat V.
Not really a lot of updates at the moment because I have nothing that I really need to complain about.
That's nuts.
Peace.
TFRM.
Interestingly enough, I find myself in situations where I'm told what to do... this be fine, however, I can't help but giggle (Is that the right word?) at the irony of now being in a position where I'm ordered/asked/requested... told what to do.
I was asked to sweep the floor today.
I felt like saying "Fuck off and sweep it yourself". I then looked at another guy in my area and felt like saying "Oi, sweep the floor" - However, in light of not taking myself too seriously and letting the power of the ego make yet another shit arse decision for me, I said, "Sweet as - no problem".
I also feel as though I should tell off some people in the store for being downright fucking useless and better suited to watching paint dry - however, this falls way beyond the scope of my job. And content am I to plod away at what I am here to do.
I haven't discovered too many politics in my new organisation - one small issue resulting from a rumour saw the object of the rumour immediately address the situation and ask the antagonist what the story was... immediately the air was clear and a possible issue was resolved at its core.
Most people in my new organisation are younger, and apart from those who willingly exhibit their age and the maturity of a joint soaked in a half full beer can, some do surprise at the level of experience gained and their attitude towards life.
It does go to show that no one is as they may seem.
Definitely candidates for future success in any area and path that they may choose to pursue.
So all in all it's sweeter than flat V.
Not really a lot of updates at the moment because I have nothing that I really need to complain about.
That's nuts.
Peace.
TFRM.
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