1- A big portion of my Retail Job is walking customers to product. And y'know, that's fine and groovy and all. I don't mind...I work in a giant box. Seriously, stick a --sylvackia suffix at the end of the sign and we could be a small European nation. Shit's hard to find. But what really baffles me is after we have walked to the product and the product is sitting right there on the shelf, being all "buy me! buy me!"... why do customers keep looking at me expectantly until I reach out, grab product and hand said-product to them? They just...STARE. And it's not like their arms are broken or missing or anything like that. We don't sell anything living, so product will not bite. They say it's the product they want, so it's not like they don't know what to grab. I don't know why this irritates me so much.
2- I forgive you, BioWare. I am no longer ashamed to wear my Mass Effect 3 shirt in public. (Dragon Age 2 still sucks...but it's okay. Turians are sexier than elves ANY DAY.)
3- I want to hate Glee so badly. AND I CAN'T. And that shames me.
4- I hate money. Every miserable aspect of my life can trace it's miserable-roots back to money. Specifically, my lack there-of. More specifically, the fact that my lack-of-money is due to all the money I make being sucked up by bill collectors before I even goddamn see it. Indentured servitude is not dead! It just involves fewer physical beatings.
5- I really miss having a working air conditioner in my car.
6- Butter = love!
7- Netflix needs to carry more Jon Pertwee episodes of Doctor Who. I can only watch "Carnival of Monsters" so many times before I start feeling like I'm caught in a temporal causality loop. I don't even get to fight a rubber sock puppet.
8- I could totally take on a rubber sock puppet though.
9- ...that sounds a lot more pervy than it really is.
10- But at the same time...rubber sock puppet...fight theme from Star Trek...
11- Or if I were computer-savy like I used to be, I'd just overdub the fight them on the Bela Lugosi/octopus scene. But that removes me from the actual fighting, which is a no-no.
12- Also? Streaming Clint Mansell, and that sorta sucks the fighting spirit right out and leaves me feeling like I need more eyeliner and coffee.
13- That is a stereotype. I apologize. (♥ Clint Mansell ♥)
14- I do need more coffee, though.
Yes, I did think each of these thoughts at one point or another today. Some followed others a bit more closely. Thoughty-thoughts.
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