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I’ve been waiting for it for a week or so and I’m sure Kristi will be glad it arrived because I’ll shut up about where it is on its journey to me. Fedex made the mistake of giving me a tracking number so every day I’d see where it had been and where it was now, silently stalking it, waiting for it to arrive on my doorstep. When I realized it would be here today I immediately became paranoid that I wouldn’t hear the door and my parental units would both be at work and the last thing I wanted was to have to wait until after 5 to go pick it up at the post office. I then contemplated sleeping downstairs because we have a buzzer things that does off down here when the doorbell rings, but then the thunder and lightning started and I decided to take my chances upstairs. Turns out the dude couldn’t find my street and called me on my cell to find out where I lived so crisis averted.
Work was really enjoyable today, it was actually fun for the first time in a long while. I sat with Kristi, Redman and Troy and we joked around most of the day. The queue even dropped to zero for a few seconds, it was such a sight for sore eyes. We had decided that today was a good day to dress up so I wore a black button up shirt and the tie I had bought yesterday at Frenchy’s. Add this chapeau on top and I looked pretty damn good if I do say so myself.
WRITING FINISHED! ENJOY SONG FROM CHRISTIAN KANE!
“When one realizes that his life is worthless he either commits suicide or travels.”
Haven’t blogged in a few days but that’s mostly because there hasn’t really been anything to blog about. I’ve been working shifts that take up pretty much all of my day so that by the time I get home I’ve run out of steam and really can’t get up the gumption to write in this lovely tome. So all you missed was me working and me complaining about being sick…not, I took the time to blog about that. Had the day off so I spent the morning in bed, crawled out a little before 1pm and made myself some waffles. By made waffles I mean put frozen ones in the toaster and not just turned it on, but set it to defrost too, that’s right folks, gourmet.
The Father Unit and I did some running around today, I had to go to EB Games and get a different game than the one I bought because I had bought Ultimate Alliance 2 played and beat that first, then picked up the first one. I pretty much put it in the system and kicked it out some 10 minutes later, it just couldn’t hold my attention because the second one was so very superior in quality and game play. We also hit up Walmart where I picked up a show I quite like that is from the good old BBC, its called Being Human and the blurb on the back cover sums it up quite well. “Being Human is a witty and extraordinary look into the lives of three twenty-somethings and their secret double lives as a werewolf, a vampire and a ghost.” Before you ask, Being Humans came first, long before good vampire movies turned to Twilight and one hell of a long time before vampires sparkled.
Other than that I haven’t really done that much, I’m currently procrastinating about writing a letter that I need to put in by Friday. Its a letter of interest to join the e-mail team at work, at the moment there is one position open and I was approached by the ladies from the e-mail team and informed of the opening and told to put in a letter, as was my partner in crime Kristi. At first she didn’t want to apply but after some conversating a letter has been written. I guess I should practice what I preach and start writing, shouldn’t take more than 20 minutes or so. As I sit here rocking out to Christian Kane I can only assume the letter will flow out rather quickly once I start the damned thing.
Stayed home sick today, I just can’t seem to stay ahead of it much these days. Today it hit hard, completely sapped me of my energy, I couldn’t do anything. I went outside and sat for a bit simply because I knew I would feel drained if I stayed in and I’m still completely lethargic. Mom’s starting to worry and is calling the family doc tomorrow to see if he can get us an appointment for HER gastroenterologist to check me over, see if we can’t get to the bottom of it. But the amount of quacks that I’ve been to only my naturopath has really given me anything that works, and I’m almost tired of going to these appointments since so few pan out.
Nothing really left to write about because I didn’t really do anything of note. If I’m not any better by tomorrow I’m gonna go to work anyway, I can’t afford to miss any more days.
“Life is not an easy matter… You cannot live through it without falling into frustration and cynicism unless you have before you a great idea which raises you above personal misery, above weakness, above all kinds of perfidy and baseness.”
Today was an awesome day off, full of relaxation and a good old fashioned hang out. Redman showed up at around 9 and we went to the sale at the rink, then came back and watched some Leverage and decided BBQ was a good idea. So we fired up the grill and cracked open a few beer and enjoyed some rays. Post food we got him caught up with the rest of season 3 of Leverage and then the pilot of Covert Affairs which led us to dinner. We planned on going to see Predators and got most of the way through the previews when I started to feel sick so we got our cash back and came back here to watch The Losers instead. Still have to see Predators but even on my second viewing I’m still loving The Losers. Now I’m just trying to wait out my sickness in hopes that I can go to work tomorrow because if not I will be pissed. So that was my day, that is my plan, and until we meet again, enjoy this tune from Christian Kane.
The sick do not ask if the hand that smoothes their pillow is pure, nor the dying care if the lips that touch their brow have known the kiss of sin.
I went to the funeral and spent most of the afternoon in the valley, now I have two days off to look forward to and no strenuous plans apart from hanging out with Redman to get him caught up on Leverage and then going to see Predators at which point Kristi and her arm candy may be joining in. Dad wants to go see Inception so we’re taking that in tonight, looks like its gonna be a good one.
Nothing else to really write about, probably will have more once I’ve done something.
When there’s no wind, you have to push yourself…screw that I’ll just stand on it.
From 90 year old women telling me that I was a fucking moron (somehow the fact that she couldn’t write down the number I was giving her correctly made ME the moron, still not sure how that worked) to a lady with an English accent who was just as sarcastic as me and made the 20 minute call a hell of a lot of fun it turned out to be a fairly decent day at work. The English lady was awesome and we were more or less sarcastically flirting to pass the time while she was registering for the website and once she was online she said something along the lines of I’ll sleep better tonight now that I’m online, and I told her that yes, she had seemed a bit stressed at the start of the call but I was glad we were able to work it out and she seemed more relaxed now to which she continued to laugh and said that it was the dulcet tones of my voice that soothed her. When I got off the call Liv just looked at me and asked what the hell just happened because it didn’t sound like a normal call. Apart from that highlight my day was just like any other, I sat and talked to Denise on my lunch break after Liv went upstairs again which was nice because it was the first time I had really sat and talked to her in a while and we talked about her interview and the direction the program was going and all of that good stuff, we had quite a good chat and t’was a grand little bonding moment. Chances are she’s still scared of my dance moves though.
I have run out of news, or anything else of any interest.
Pulled this one a few times today. Unfortunately Denise kept thinking I was raising my hand and kept coming to see if I needed help.
Just like every day at work, buttload of calls about the damn website and people not being able to register. I personally think they should just have a number that they push if they can’t figure out how to reregister and when they push it there’s a 7 second delay so they can put the phone back up to their ear and then it sends a shock right through the phone and knocks them on their ass. Its so friggin’ easy to do, I did it one handed while I was eating breakfast before I even did the trouble shooting at work so I was in the same boat they were, except I wasn’t up moron creek and there wasn’t a hole in my boat.
Within my first twenty calls, three were cancellations . One of the very few good calls I had was when I was speaking to a graphic designer and once she knew I was an actor, I told her when she was ranting about a security question being favorite movie and she had 400+ movies, how could she pick one, I also informed her I had 900+ DVD and Bluray and about 200+ VHS. She paused and was like “why?” I told her I was an actor and collected the ones I either enjoyed or could learn something from and she was happy to be speaking to someone with an artistic mind. She then asked for suggestions on shows she could pick up and watch over the summer as she already had Band Of Brothers and The Pacific, without missing a beat I was like “you should definitely check out Leverage.” Kristi was sitting next to me and started laughing because she knows how much Tim and I love the show, she just looked at me and her expression conveyed exactly what she said ” I cannot believe you just said that.” Considering how long she’s known me she should believe that I’ll say pretty much anything. I don’t exactly come equipped with much of a filter.
Well, tomorrow’s another day, more queue, more calls, more boneheads. Gotta love it, well, gotta tolerate it.
“The best way to waste your life, … is by taking notes. The easiest way to avoid living is to just watch. Look for the details. Report. Don’t participate.”
Simpler times. Back when things at least pretended to make sense.
The people I work for are going to start to think I have an aversion to the place, such is not the case. Yesterday I was sick and today I had to call in a bereavement day. One of the worst types of things to have to call in from work for because you only do it when you be reaving. Yes, it was a death joke, but I somehow doubt that anyone who knows me is surprised, that’s just how I deal.
So I woke up this morning at about 8 with this crazy intense pain in my left eye, tears were just streaming out of my one eye, as if it had just watched that episode of Fresh Prince when Will’s dad comes back only to leave again. I got up to put some drops in it to ease the pain and to put a war, washcloth on it. Now, yesterday pr the day before I found out that my Aunt Maddie was in the hospital. She’s my Aunt every way short of genetics, I’ve known her for as long as I’ve known my parents and for the last couple of years she hasn’t been doing all that great, so when mom got the call that she was taken to the hospital the same thought went through all our heads of whether or not she was coming back home again. That question was answered this morning before we really for the official news since Uncle Eric called and left a message to call him back and gave no detail whatsoever as to how she was or anything like that. Dad tried to call him but got the machine so he then went to grab a few things at the store and gave me the phone before he left. While I was lying there in bed with a face cloth in the same position the name suggests, the phone rang and the caller I.D. showed up as Eric calling back. I felt horrible for doing it because I knew all he wanted to do was let us know and have it over and done with, but I couldn’t bring myself to pick up the phone, I didn’t want to be the one to get the news, for one she was a close friend of my parent’s so I thought they deserved to hear it from him, not me. But also I think subconsciously it was a matter of if I don’t answer then he can’t tell me and if he can’t tell me, then its technically not true yet. Until I answer that call I don’t know the outcome, Schrödinger’s Phone if you will.
Eventually the game of phone tag was over and we were given word that she had passed away about 4:30 this morning, and that funeral arrangements were tentatively being made for Thursday. Now mom was the only one not in the loop and we were trying to figure out how to tell her and decided it be better if we not tell her at lunch and let her know when she came home from work so she would not have to dwell on it while trying to get things done. I told her I had stayed home due to the previous eye issue when I called to ask her about a purchase I was thinking of making while out and about after hitting up the Doc’s office.
See, today is also the Father Unit’s birthday, I did not get him a card and had been wracking my brain trying to think of a gift and then it hit me, he’s a huge Beatles fan and while I couldn’t cover it myself mom said she would go splits on it so I got him to take me to Walmart and I picked up the entire Beatles collection box set in stereo, he was quite pleased with it and the big payoff was him sitting there like a little kid at Christmas, taking out each case and looking at all the pictures and then the booklet that came with each one, being very careful not to get them out of order for fear they would never go back again. I also made dinner, BBQ’ed some chicken and pork roast as well as roasted some potatoes on the grill while I was at it, the meat was seasoned with some dry mustard and brown sugar and turned out pretty damn good for my first crack at it if I do say so myself. While I was out back workin’ the grill I took the brief break in clouds as on opportunity to take some photos of the rain droplets and such on the flowers and leaves of the plants. If you’re interested they’re on my FB page.
That’s my day in 1000 words or less, at least that’s what the word count says but I think it only counts words with a certain amount of letters…bastard.
“If death meant just leaving the stage long enough to change costume and come back as a new character…Would you slow down? Or speed up?”
Yesterday was a good day I went to go see Despicable Me with Kristi, and despite it being a fairly stereotypical kids movie, it was cute and I enjoyed it immensely. The little minions were very simplistic but awesome and the three little girls had every occasion to be annoying and whiny but they stayed true and had very strong personalities that I found suited each age range of the little ladies. Gru was also quite enjoyable, the accent was great and the movie was very self aware which I really enjoy with animated movies. That was pretty much everything of note that happened yesterday apart from going grocery shopping and getting some new toys while I was out and about town. I finished off the night with a BBQ’d chicken sandwich with some marble goat’s cheese which tasted pretty good and there was a chance that I would be fine with it because apparently goat cheese is a different kind of dairy than normal cheese. According to my gut this is not so and as a result I stayed home from work today to nurse my wounds and ended up playing Ultimate Alliance 2 for the majority of the day. Not really that productive but I feel better than I did when I woke up this morning, which was my goal, so, success.
“If your actions inspire others to dream more, learn more, do more and become more, you are a leader.”
Rushing around the house trying to get ready for work is always fun, especially when your reason behind it is that someone moved your work stuff and is no longer at home so you can ask them where it might be. As such I was slightly late and had to use my dad’s deodorant. Its unscented but I didn’t like the smell of it and it didn’t seem to work as well as mine so I put myself on a code partway into my shift and went and called dear old dad to see if he could pick me up a stick and bring it to work, and I told him what sort of Old Spice it was, the blue one. He brought it on my break and I was stuck on a call so he gave it to someone he knew who gave it to Troy, a sup in my program, and he passed it on. Turns out I don’t usually use the blue one, because now I smell like my older bro Mike moreso than I do myself. Which is fine because, of course, I still smell awesome but now I miss Mike and believe a trip to Wolfville is soon needed.
The rest of work went by pretty much the same as every single other friggin’ day since last Wednesday. Bunch of idiots calling in because they’ve locked themselves out of registering for the new site, or forgot how to read very simple, very basic instructions, and who , just in case you were wondering, aren’t happy about the wait. I’m sorry, ok, actually I’m not, but if you try to call in for tech support within the first two weeks of a site launching, chances are you’re not the only genius with the idea. One guy in particular was unimpressed about the situation he had placed himself in by calling in and then proceeding to wait for 40 minutes (which by our system was a lie, it would have been like 20) and then made the mistake of yelling at me, which immediately puts me in “I cease to care about your issues” mode. “And you’re damn system said it was a five minute wait, its been 40, the first 5-10 I was waiting, but then after that you don’t want to hang up because you assume a real live person will be picking up any second, do you think I would have waited this long if I knew?” “Well, you did, so how can I help you, now that you’ve got a real live person?” Clearly my favorite call because he didn’t quite know what to say momentarily and then proceeded to apologize for yelling at me. So here’s a quick rundown, he was a dick to me, I returned the favor, then HE apologized to ME. Now that is pure talent on my part if I do say so, knowing just how far to push him without him going over the edge.
The only other customer of note was one of Kristi’s, I’m not sure what the call was about or anything of that sort but the caller’s name was Silverado B. Socrates, and yes you pronounce the last name exactly how you think. Personally I think that is the coolest name I have ever heard and would like to meet her, just to shake her hand, maybe get her autograph just to prove I really met someone with that name.
Michelle Brewster’s last night was yesterday too, she’s moving on to greener pastures after 10 years, going to be a receptionist for her uncle and taking over for her sister. When I worked there the first time around back in AOL days she was one of my supervisors and she was awesome and then when I came back I was so glad that she was in my program yet again. They took around a card yesterday before she came in and got everyone to sign it and when I got off work last night I stayed and talked to her for about 20 minutes or so, gave her a big hug and told her to keep in touch. We used to talk sporadically when I was in Vancouver and she said she was glad to see me back and that I was missed by a fair few folk. She too will be greatly missed, and i hope that Denise picks up where she leaves off because she definitely deserves that position, leaps and bounds more than someone that I can think of off the top of my head that believes that she is not only perfect for the job but that she has earned it by working here for a year. Wow, a whole year, don’t spend it all in one place there bub, she’s one of the very few people that if she decides she’s floor walking and comes towards my raised hand I lower it and pretend I figured it out until she leaves.
Tis time to quit my bitchin’ and get in the kitchen, I’m hungry.
“You never have to change anything you got up in the middle of the night to write.”
The Inner Musings Of An Outer Fool 