another fun day of working...left at 8 AM, back in at 6 PM. dealing with dumb ass customers and fellow employees....one of these days I might just have to go on a shooting spree or something. headlines will read something like: Disgruntled employee shoots up supermarket, makes the statement "there are just too many dumb asses in the world today not to take a few out!" or perhaps the better "The Gene Pool needs chlorine.....and I'm volunteering!" or something along those lines. really, what is it about food shopping that reduces the manner of people to that of selfishness and the intelligence to something akin to something I scrapped off the bottom of my sneaker the other day? "Where is this item?" "Aisle 12" "Where is that?"

how do you non-sarcastically reply to that (in the sake of keeping a job)?

in other (better) news...seeing Dream Theater on the 15th in Rochester. got my ticket....any other Rochester peeps going?

does anyone have quotes like Sandor Clegane, the Hound, from "Game of Thrones"?

"Fuck the water, bring me wine."

"Any man dies with a naked sword, I'll rape his fucking corpse!"

"Any of those flaming arrows come near me, I'll strangle you with your own guts."

"Fuck the Kingsguard, fuck the city....Fuck the King."

if you don't watch Game of Thrones, shame on you!

so last night, after collecting them for years, I played in my first Heroclix tournament. the first match I was destroyed (hit one character once). made a few mistakes...the person I played against told me "Learn your powers." so I looked things over and figured out where I went wrong.

second game, I won.

third game, I just lost...and think I should have won. but forgot my powers. hence the other guy won in a long battle.

came in the middle of the pack (out of 8), so not too bad. I won't complain. about 3 1/2 hours of fun, pizza and pop (and a clix) for $5. can you complain? came home, looked over what I did and how I played, and made some notes for the next game.

biggest mistake....fielding Howard the Duck.

$40 in hand and a trip to the House of Guitars (google it). walk out with a ticket to see Dream Theater.....another thing crossed off my bucket list soon!

so my step-father's car is stalling now. he brought it to a mechanic last week who had the car for 2 days and couldn't figure out the problem. during this time he was driving my Mom's Jeep. the tough part...he drives the car like its his own, and takes no consideration about other people (he runs around and does stuff like he would normally in his car, not considering the fact that my Mom now has no vehicle because he has it). after 2 days, my Mom was "Enough, get your car back." and the problem is still there. but my step-father still operates on his "me first" basis, figuring he can take my Mom's Jeep whenever he wants to.

well, until his sister called because she dropped the muffler in her car....he then goes to meet her, gives her his car to drive around while he gets her muffler fixed. actually not her car...when their father finally gave up driving (age 92 and has Parkinsons), they gave her his car to drive.

now, he plans on using my Mom's Jeep AGAIN until his car is fixed. asked him "Why don't you use your sister's car, since she's retired and doesn't work?" and he was "Nooo, because ..." and excused come (mind you, her "job" was to "take care of" and drive around a woman with severe disabilities....and she still does the job while also on Social Security....do I think she's getting paid under the table? yup. and she drives this woman's van everywhere.) and then come to find out (since she was not at her grandson's birthday party this past Sunday) that is sister is on a week long cruise with this woman. so the question becomes "Why didn't you borrow her car for the weekend then?"

his reply "I hadn't thought of that."

so now his car is being dropped off, and he plans on taking my Mom's Jeep again tonight until his car is fixed. hopefully my Mom finally tells him "After today, no more. If your car isn't fixed yet, either rent a car or borrow your father's/sister's car.....SINCE YOU PAID TO FIX HER MUFFLER AND SHE'S ON A CRUISE TAKING CARE OF THE WOMAN IN A JOB SHE SUPPOSEDLY RETIRED FROM LAST YEAR!"

yeesh....and get a new mechanic too!

so my step-father just called the newspaper and complain that the delivery isn't "On the front step like he wants it to be," and this is not the first time he has called to complain.

makes me wonder if I should put a note on my car saying "I'm not the one calling and complaining."

wonder how long it will take for my step-father to think "Hey, good tip makes the person want to make me happy," instead of his mindset of "I pay for this service, I want it my specific way."

oh the joys.

conversations and events from last night at work....

"Read any health magazine, you should poop at least 3 times a day." - co-worker of mine.

hot blonde sheriff walks into the store "Damn....she can frisk me anytime she wants!" - thought in my head

sound of a pop. "What was that?" "The can of biscuit dough just exploded over there." "Really? where did the lid go?"

and how was your night?

got a Nook Tablet yesterday...with discount and $25 gift card, paid less than $165 at Barnes and Noble for the 8 GB model.

I'm happy....since it retails for $199!

now I can surf the net while in bed (or anywhere in the house) with the WiFi and everything.....

well, since graduating in December of 2007 I've been struggling to find employment. thank you greedy bastards more concerned with your pocket book then what is right, tanking the economy. now, as sad as it seems, education has become a luxury in this country, with constant budget cuts and lay-offs. as a result, finding employment as a school counselor is particularly difficult.

so yesterday, my Mom had to go to Rochester Works. its an organization tied in with unemployment and such. since she works a seasonal job (school photography), she collects unemployment when she is not working. randomly, though, people are required to go to Rochester Works as a way to get off unemployment and get back to work. so I decided WTF, got home, shaved (yes, clean shaven now again) and changed to a good shirt (not button down, more dress casual) and go with her. met with a guy there, and now its a matter of reading over the material and going from there.

so wish me luck....and let's hope that something pans out. the guy commented how I do present myself very well. and there might be funding available to get a different degree (CASAC, or Certified Alcohol and Substance Abuse Counselor is my thought process), but it might be difficult for me due to my level of education. but who knows. now, its just a matter of doing the seminars, maybe joining the networking group, and going from there!

so how is your life going?

so Free Comic Book Day today. I got 3 free things (Buffy, DC New 52 and the Thor Heroclix). last year I spent the $15 for the "bundle" deal (everything in a bag). my cousin does this deal for people who want everything, its paying cost. after I did that, kept what I wanted (a handful) and ended up "selling" it back (credit to the store). this year, didn't bother.

and now a funny story. my step-father has, to say the least, horrible hearing. he blasts the volume on the radio and TV, etc. and can't hear things when people talk to him. since he was raised to believe he's special (along with his siblings....at one time he actually said "I don't make mistakes"), he won't admit he has a hearing problem. he brought my mom's jeep into FIrestone for an oil change and noticed a "squeek" from the brakes. odd, since he couldn't hear the wheel bearing going bad (and everyone heard it). he even told the guy at the shop "She claims to hear a noise, but I don't hear anything," to which the guy, afterwards, went "Your wife was right, it was quite a loud noise. It was a wheel bearing."

now, Firestone told him the back brakes need to be replaced (something was "cracked") and a coolant flush and this and that.....so an oil change now is running around $500.

is it me, or do I think they saw the word "sucker" on his forehead? especially when he made the statement about the noise.....since his hearing is so bad? how could he hear a squeek from brakes I did not hear yet not hear a bad wheel bearing?