July 2006 Archives

It was actually a pretty uneventful day today. I certainly expected a lot more bullshit after being off for the last two days. My bosses boss has been on my ass lately about payroll, so I have made a bunch of major changes to the scheduling. I cut some of the mouth breathers a couple of days, and my first shift cook that has been so much of a pain in the ass the last three years is now a 3rd shift cook. Now the trick is to see if he actually shows up. Even if he doesn't it's not that big of a deal. If he hangs me I don't have to worry about how the next manager is going to get rid of him. If he DOES show up and do a decent job, well good. The position will actually pay him a little more and give him the opportunity to make a little more money.

I am having a mandatory meeting on Tuesday afternoon. I don't have too many employee meetings. I don't believe in them. Generally they are a waste of fucking money (you have to pay them for coming) when I can go over what I need at the beginning of each shift or on-on-one with the folks that need a bit of meeting time. This is a bit different though. I have to pretty much put my foot down about the pill heads and some rumors that some of them have been buying and selling on my property. I have the feeling that at least a couple of them may quit afterward, which is fine, they are the ones that need to go. It will hurt my money a little bit to lose them as I get paid off of retention, but in the long run I will be much better off. Besides, I will be in a different store three months from now and I can't leave the new guy with a bunch of shit that I inherited from the last manager. I've been around long enough to be able to deal with most of them and do it successfully, but he has not.

There are also some issues I am going to have to go over as far as these people getting along at work. I could give a flying fuck if they like each other, as long as they act like it at work and do a professional job, that is all I care about.

I think that this new guy is going to do a pretty decent job. He worked a double on one of my off days since the cook called in. Had it been me I would have found someone to else to work. After 20 years I don't believe in working fucking doubles, or 2nd and 3rd shifts. This guy is still young and gung-ho and willing to cut a bit of payroll. Hell yeah. He can work all the fucking doubles he wants while I am still getting paid off the store.

Technorati : Work

Finally got Quicken 2006 to install correctly and get my unlock code to work under Windows Vista. I have had some issues with getting it to run properly, and with the system crashes I was having my most recent backup is a couple of months old. Damn, have some updating of the old check book to do.

Now if I could only get my hotsync to work properly, I prefer to use my iPaq as my register rather than having to write it down and transfer to my PC later.

Technorati : Money, Quicken

Today was not a particularly good day at work. By the time I got home (I left early to drop something off with the SO) my head was pounding furiously. Took a nap and I may be feeling a little bit better now. Just working on my 2nd cup of coffee so it is to early to tell. I didn't get to sleep very long, but I did sleep like the dead.

Technorati : Fucking Assholes, Work

Tired of youtube? Thanks to the porn czar I've found pornotube. At least it gives me something free to do when the wife is out of town :)

Technorati : Porn, User Video

I have a MySpace account. Originally I set it up to keep tabs on my teenager, who also has an account like millions of other teenagers (and fucking pedophiles) on the Internet. I log on and check things out occasionally. I've found some pretty cool music there, and I've also communicated with a few bloggers that also have accounts there.

One of the things that strikes me whenever I log in is that big old fucking as for True. You know the one. With the picture of the nubile hottie with nice firm tits, and bootie shorts. You think SHE has a myspace or true account? Fuck no. She's hanging at the bar with her model friends and her football playing boyfriend. True isn't the only site that runs ads like this. How about adult friend finder, or whatever the fuck it's called. Give me a fucking break.

Dating sites are the Internet extension of personals when all we had was the TV and Newspapers. Now, there are always exceptions to rules, and I am sure some really nice relationships have come to be because of personals, and dating sites. For the most part though I think that the people who use them CAN'T get dates in the real world. There are plenty of paid escorts, and just regular old folks on there. Some of them are bound to be real nice, and some just don't do bars, and other public places. When you see that real hottie, or fine looking stud on there, run like hell. It's the guy with breath so bad that they don't let him out in public, or maybe he likes to pick his nose in front of other people. And that chick with the fine bootie shorts? She's gone through all the guys in her immediate area and has so many fucking snakes in her head that now she's got to get on the Internet to find her next victim. Or that was her picture from when she was a freshman in college, twenty fucking years and seventy pounds ago.

Don't forget about the 40 year old guys looking to shack up with some fine 18 year old. Eww. Don't get me wrong, I like to look at 'em probably even more than I used to but goddamn, I spend half my time around the fucking brainless idjits that work for me and damn sure don't wanna be messing with them. And that's the ones that are actually in college.

How about the ones with shit wrote down at the small of their back that you can see under the thong when they bend over to pick something up? What the fuck is that, reading material for when you get bored? "Hey, quit bobbing your ass up and down, I'm trying to read your back"

Damn, I have to say that it is sure nice being married. Dating would damn sure suck now. Have to ask for their medical history as well as copies of all those they have been with in the last ten years, and that's just for the ones under 25.

Technorati : Internet Dating

I didn't even know they were doing it until I saw a link over at instapundit but Amazon.com has gotten into the online grocery business. I have always liked the idea, but living in eastbumblefuck as I do figured I would never have to worry about trying it.

I made a quick run through, and the prices are reasonable, particularly for a lazy ass geek like me. Most of the stuff is in bulk, so if you only go shopping once every couple of weeks or month like I do, it's even better. I may have to try it out. As Instapundit says, if anyone can make it work, Amazon can.

Technorati : Amazon.com, Groceries

The Grey Biker's post about a camping trip I made with my son a few years back. I couldn't remember if I had told this story before and can't find it in my archives, so here it is.

As a child I was very active. I enjoyed being outside and particularly loved camping, and hiking and all sorts of outdoor activities. I was active in the Boy Scouts and even into my teen years full of drugs and partying, I would still go hiking. I was in pretty good shape and walked everywhere I went even into my early twenties. Hell, I never even bothered to get a driver's license until I was 21. I rode the bus, rode the subway, and walked everywhere.

As I get older I remember this with a fondness that grows more as I get older. I probably didn't have as much fun as I think I did. So a few years ago, I think Chris was probably eight or nine, we decided to go on a hiking trip up to Blood Mountain. It's not too bad. If I remember correctly, it's maybe three miles from the highway up to the top. We started out fairly early in the day. Since Chris was still pretty young, I ended up carrying most of the stuff. Fuck. It took most of the day to get there. I was wheezing and hacking the entire day and pissed off, and just wanted to get to the top to get it over with. Once I got there, we got camp set up, cooked dinner, and set up the tent. It was fucking cold and I had not brought enough blankets. We were both miserable as hell. I was never happier to get the fuck off that mountain.

It IS beautiful up there though. I love the mountains. Just have to remember that I don't like hiking as much as I thought I did. Day hikes are OK, but packing in all that crap is just not for me anymore. I like my comforts and conveniences too much.

Technorati : Blood Mountain, Exercise, Hiking

I don't know what it is but I have been having intermittent downtime off and on for a couple of weeks. It is starting to get really irritating and makes me want to bash my head against the monitor, but since lightning took out my flat panel, this is the only one left. Damn it.

Technorati : Cable, Internet

Fucking assholes. Got up about 30 or 40 minutes ago, tried to access my site. No go. I finally checked via IP address and did a bit of troubleshooting, and sure enough, it's down. Sent an email to tech support, and they replied back within a couple of minutes. Apparently it's DDOS attacks. Damn, must be Hezbollah trying to keep down my poignant wit, or trolls that don't want you to read my intelligent commentary, or maybe right-wing, ultra-conservative, blue hairs that just don't like the word fuck. Well, FUCK YOU then.

I have been pretty lucky. I have never seen much downtime with my current provider. Hell, I had more down time when I hosted it via the server in my basement, which is why I moved it offline.

Fine, I posted at MySpace. Then again if I am able to post this it means that my site is back up and the point is moot.

It's 6:20am now, and the site is back up. Good deal.

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Zoundry has apparently updated the blog posting software that I use, now there is a spell checker. Good damn thing. Hell, it might have always been there but I haven't seen it.

I think I am going to go outside for a nice smoke, then kick the girls out of my bedroom and hit the sack.

Technorati : Spelling

I guess that this has been up for a couple of years, but this is the first time that I have run across it.

Technorati : Girly-Men

Damn, I wonder if I can call in dead today. I feel like shit today. I stayed up until almost midnight reading blogs and watching Deadwood from earlier in the evening. I think I need about four more hours of sleep. That's the really bad part about being boss. Can't call in.

Technorati : Sleep

I've managed to succesfully reinstall Windows and all of my apps and smoothly upgrade to Windows Vista. I decided to just install the 32 bit version this time, and ALL of my hardware works, even my cell phone. Sweet. About the only issue right now is that I can't sync my ipaq with Outlook, and supposedly they are working on that.

When I get home I still have to set up my email accounts, if you have sent me an email in the last 24 hours, that is why I have not answered.

I may be offline for a few hours. I am slightly pissed off at my OS, so I am going through the upgrade path for the 32 bit versions of my OS up to Vista, hopefully that will take care of some of my current issues (except for the ones in my head).

When I was still running XP I generally used firefox. I like the tabbed browsing, and it seems to load pages much faster. Since I have upgraded to Windows Vista, I have taken to using IE 7. It also finally offers tabbed browsing, and I like it more. Unfortunately, for some weird reason, I can't get Army Wife's site to load in IE, so after a bit of troubleshooting I went ahead and loaded firefox onto this damn thing again so that I can visit her site. After having used IE for a month I think I will continue to stick with that though, except for the couple of sites that I can't use it on. Oh well, sometimes shit just doesn't make sense.

Technorati : Browsers, Firefox, Internet Explorer

Damn it, I want a natural gas generator and a whole house surge protector. Anyone have an extra 30k or so laying around they wanna send me? Perhaps I should sell barbie on ebay.

...and then two of my three 3rd shift people have called in, one at the last minute. Fuckers. I've worked maybe two or three 3rd shifts over the last three years and I'm damn sure not going to start now. I managed to get one of my 1st shift to work it and I am going to bed. Looking forward to that next vacation in September.

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I have between about 25 employees or so. It's a pretty diverse group of folks, but for the most part they are ALL in a low income bracket, between 8-15k per year. With that comes an attitude of "you owe me" or "the government should make up the difference". That's not true for all of them, but I would have to say that at least 23 out of 25 have it either consciously or through their actions. It's my job to make insure that this "diverse" group of individuals gets along while at work, doesn't steal me blind, does their jobs, and increases my business. Sometimes that can prove to be difficult.

I have written before about the hippy waitress with 15 dogs, and uncountable snakes, cats, and various other fucking animals, not to mention her old man, Snake Man (no shit, that's what she calls him). Her entire life is filled with drama. As much as I enjoy laughing at a little drama every now and then, this goes way beyond the fucking limit. The most recent bit is that she thinks she might have cancer and die. I really don't mean to belittle that because even the thought of it is very traumatic, but this is just another fucking chapter in a daily ongoing saga of hippy weirdness. She can't sleep, and has to have pills for that, she is also taking what she describes as a "mild" sedative so that she can function in her daily life (and these are all legal scrips). Lately she has been doing a really great job. She quit smoking, so she stays in the restaurant, and therefore her tips have increased, as well as her attitude. She came in Friday, and I could tell that perhaps she had taken too many of her pills, but nobody else could, and she made it through the day with no problems. Yesterday at some point she must have taken SEVERAL too many, cause at the end of the day after she got off work, she could barely walk. Today, I thought she was going to fall out she was so fucked up. I pulled her off the floor about halfway through thew shift and sent her ass home. I did speak with her out back for a few minutes and basically told her that I was not going to do anything right now since she had been doing such a great job, but that she needed to get off the property NOW. I asked her what had gone on over the weekend to have such a drastic change, and she gave me the story about maybe having cancer and she is afraid to die. I know for a fact that she had her bloodwork over four weeks ago, and am pretty sure that if I was cancer, they would have let her know by now. I am starting to think that maybe she has HIV and is just afraid to tell me. Personally I could give a fuck, it would not change anything as long as she is doing her job.

I've also got a bunch of drama going on on both my evening shifts. I just know entirely too much about these fucking people. My pill popper that works nights dates one of my day shift cooks. They rent from my other first shift cook. There are a couple of other people that used to work for me, that also used to live there. What a goat fuck. Anyway, he (my first shift cook) is the one that was in jail a couple of months ago for obstruction of justice, among other things. I guess he borrowed $300 from my 2nd shift cook, who is his sister-in-law (didn't see that one coming didja?), and has not paid it back yet. Said cook's pill popping girlfriend to the girl he owed money too "Well, I will pay it back for him". Neither of them have yet to pay anything (they are too busy spending their 12k/yr on pills and xbox games) so things have gotten pretty tense. None of this is any of my business, except that it is making things difficult at work. The 3rd shift girls bitches about what's not done when she comes in, and writes me three pages fucking notes about it, explaining how she is the only one in the store that actually goes out of her way to do anything (of course) and how she can't take it anymore, blah fucking blah. Don't let the door hit you in the ass on the way out. I need to keep her though. I need to keep all of the whining, puling, fucking maggots, why might be explained later if I don't start beating my head against the keyboard before then. Someone, probably my cook or his girfriend has scratched on a menu something derogatory about the cook that they owe money too. She is pretty acerbic, basically a bitch, but hell, I like her. She does a decent job, she shows up every day, and takes care of the customers, and her fellow shift workers. She could probably keep her mouth shut and not stir the fucking pot so much, but the others could be a bit less thin-skinned as well.

Then we have the 65 year old grandmother who works for me. She is pretty sweet. She is slow as fucking mollasses, but she will be retiring (maybe sooner than she thinks) sooner or later. She supplements her meager income of tips and her social security check by selling pain pills. To my pill popping night shift whiner. On my property. I haven't caught her yet, but I know she is. I am sure she is selling, bartering, giving them away to others as well, but I don't know who yet. Her son doesn't work for me (damn) but he does work for another shop about 15 miles from me. He also sells drugs, but not just prescription shit. I did manage to catch him in a money transfer in my parking lot one day and let him know that I would call the law if I ever saw him there again. Stupid fucker.

The fact is that they may all be low-income earners, and half of them are fucking pill heads, addicts, and alcoholics, but MOST of them have made that choice. They have the choice in what they want to do with their life and their money. I pay on Sundays. Normally by Tuesday they start trying to borrow money. Now, if it is Saturday afternoon, and I know they will be there to get paid on Sunday, I don't have a problem lending them 5 or 10 bucks out of my pocket, but the rest isn't my money, and I have a deal with the bank. I don't lend money, they don't cook fucking waffles. Simple yet effective.

I am going to have a store meeting next week and lay down the law to them, I will probably lose a couple of them, which I can't really afford, but it is stressing me out big time and I am going to hit someone soon if they just don't shut the fuck up.

As far as my pay goes, I get about 40% of what I make in salary. The I get 10% of all the profits, which has gone down over the last seven months or so. I also get bonuses for increasing sales over last year. I haven't seen a sales bonus in seven months either. Both of these are due to the fact that They closed the Walmart that was one mile from me, relocated it farther away, and a couple of other restaurants have opened in their parking lot. Instant decrease. Most of the college kids shop at Walmart, and whatever is near there is just more convenient for them. I am still one of the busiest stores in West Georgia, but it has hit me for about 20% of my income this year. My other bonuses come from bullshit I should be doing anyway, like sanitation, and making it to the bank every day. I get three (count 'em) bonuses based on RETENTION and hourly LONGEVITY, so unfortunately it pays me to have more fucking patience than god and keep some of these pieces of shit because most of the time they do a pretty decent job, and I would be willing to bet that my staff is one of the best ones in the company. I have had my ups and downs with them, and I consider them to be a pretty mediocre staff compared to some I have had in the past, but they are still better than anyone else in the area.

But they stress me out. If my dream job landed in my lap tommorow, I would be giving notice. No problem. It ain't gonna happen. The closest I have come was working in the IT department for the same company. The drive sucked and it was less money though, so I have made my bed and am going to have to lay in it. Shit, I've done it for almost 20 years, might as well stay now. I may be opening a new store in the town where I live in a couple of months anyway, so I will only have to put up with these stupid fucks for a little while longer. I have inherited most of them. The ones that I have hired (other than pill-popping woman) are pretty good.

If you are still here, and awake, congratulations. I need to vent occasionally. Time to go out and smoke.

Some days I wish I were working in the post office.

Technorati : work

I am pretty beat after today. I got home about 4:30 this afternoon, had to go back at 7p, just got home about 40 minutes ago. I have managed to make it through my "blogs I visit every day", but that's about it today. Gonna hit the sack and hope that Livingdot has my stuff fixed when I get up at 4:30 tommorow morning. Talk about burning the candle at both ends. Been doing it for 20 years, so I should be used to it by now.

Technorati : sleep

Don't have a whole lot to say except that you can make glass out of sand. Big old fucking place for skaters to hang out if you do it right.

Technorati : Dickheads, Israel, Lebanon, War

I pretty much hate working on cars. I can do it if I have to, and if I have directions for anything more difficult than changing the oil filter. Yesterday the positive battery terminal on the Neon broke off. Goddam acid buildup. It's the 2nd battery, going on 186k miles, so I can't complain too much. The entire harness would have been $92 so we opted to just get the terminal itself for $9, which is about three times the cost of a fucking universal. Just changed it out, with no injury, to boot. Anytime I do something to a car without injuring myself, I consider it a good day. I've fucked up my fingers, had a couple of hospital visits for metal flakes in my eye, etc. The list goes on and on. I don't even change my fucking oil anymore. At $24 a pop, it's worth it to help someone else pay their bills by letting them do the nasty job. Not to mention that if I do it I have to sneak out at night to get rid of the old stuff down the sewer drain or someone else's gas tank.

I did recently replace the water pump and fan belt on the van. Actually, I drank beer and fetched tools while my neighbor replaced them. Occasionally I would hold something in place for him. Damn, that was a pain in the ass. In exchange though, I have done plenty of computer work for him. I guess it all evens out in the end.

Technorati : Autos, Repair

My SO likes watching VH1 occasionally, so by default, that shit filters to my brain. Occasionally something good will be on anyway. She is watching I Love the 70's or some such shit and I just saw a picture of Horschack, then and today. Damn, I swear he looks just like one of my buddies in another town close to here.

Technorati : Horschack, TV

How the hell did you think they made Animal Crackers anyhow?

Technorati : Animal Cracker Sex

Thanks to Dawn, I had to go over here and see what Summer Teeth are. Damn, my 2nd shift cook fits this bill.

Technorati : Teeth

After my last comment over here I decided that I had come up with the perfect business model, reminiscent of the dark ages. Richie's Redneck Surgery, Computer fixin, Dental Work. All you need is a bit of super glue, a sharp carpet knife, and a big old roll of fucking duct tape. Hell, I might even be able to quit my day job after a few decades of that, as long as I can keep one step ahead of the law.

Technorati : Blogs, Duct Tape, Surgery

Elisson, Velociman,Yabu

Technorati : Useless bullshit

Days off are much too short. I have to return to work this morning and I think that this is going to be just as long a week as the last one. They are supposed to break ground on the new restaurant (in my town) within the next two weeks, so hopefully I will get to open it. It would be nice to be that close to home. It just really depends on if I end up taking a promotion before then. My friend that just gave her notice may not back down, and if she leaves they are going to offer her job, which I really don't want, but they have changed the way that promotions are done recently. I am #1 on the promotion list, and if I turn it down, I go back to the bottom of the list. Right now there are probably four people locally deemed ready for promotion, so I would be after them. Not too big of a deal I suppose. I am just fighting with myself about what I want. The promotion would mean a 15%-40% increase in pay possibly, while just taking the store here in town would greatly benefit my lifestyle. Less spent on gas as well as driving time. Shit what a quandry.

Guess I will have to make up my mind here pretty soon. I am also looking at the fact that once Stephanie has been out of graduate school for two years the Hope scholarship will have been paid back, and we can move if something better comes along. Both of us have talked about moving so that she can teach in a new system, and I could always apply for a promotion elsewehere, or at least a lateral move.

Technorati : Work

Recently I rebuilt my PC and reinstalled windows. I think I may have posted a bit about the crap that was going on. Anyway, when I did, I installed the Windows XP 64 bit version in order to take full advantage of my CPU. There are a few drivers that will no longer work, such as my scanner, and my cell phone USB cable. No big deal, I can live with that. I moved the scanner over to Stephanie's PC, and will just live with the fact that I can't transfer the shit off of my phone. About the only thing that I couldn't get to install and work properly was iTunes, and Quicktime, which pisses me off to no end. I did a bunch of searching on the Apple site, as well as other places, all of which came to no avail. Apple won't support the 64 bit version of Windows XP. Fine, fuck you.

I then put Windows Vista Beta 2 on there, running a dual boot system. I had a few problems with my sound card and network card, but just swapped those out with some others from my basement that are compatible with both OSes. No problems there. There are a few glitches, I have a hard time processing converting DVD's to Divx under Vista, right now I am running under XP to convert a couple so that I can send them back to Netflix and watch later. For the most part, I really like Vista. This is the first time I have even rebooted to XP in a couple of weeks.

The big kicker is that iTunes and Quicktime install under the 64 bit version of Vista with NO PROBLEM. Not only that, but they run just fine. Ok, so what the fuck is the deal? Apple, you are a bunch of fucking assholes. I started iTunes a couple of days ago and got the message that there was an update, so I downloaded it and tried to install. It gives me a message that iTunes will only install on 32 bit versions of Windows 2000 and XP. What the fuck? Is that the purpose of the fucking upgrade? You guys want to be assholes about what you have to support? It's not like I have ever called you for support, and then only two times that I have tried to get Quicktime support (yes, I am a registered Quicktime Pro owner) nobody ever bothered to fucking reply anyway.

Software designers need to leave a loophole in their installation routines, such as advanced installation, so that assholes like me that want to fuck up their systems, can install their software on unsupported systems.

Maybe if I try to run it in compatibility mode that will work. Vista will still not report itself as being XP, but I have done this in the past with other stuff and it has worked.

Technorati : Apple, Vista, Windows, XP, assholes, iTunes

It's been a hard day off today. I got up this morning to see the wife off to work, most of the teachers are starting to go back to work as school starts gain in two weeks. Drank some coffee and blogged for awhile. Had to watch Barbie Mermaidia with the girls which I recorded for them while they were in Bluffton. I took a nice nap on the couch while the girls played on Anna's computer. Stephanie just got home and has run back out on errands. The positive cable on my car is broken and needs a replacement, but the nearest parts store is in the next town over, so she is driving over there to pick it up. I suppose I will help with replacing it, although I pretty much suck at doing anything on cars newer than 1967. The only one I ever felt halfway comfortable working on was my old '67 Chevy Stepside pick-up. Damn, that was nice. Paid $100 for it, drove it for a couple of years, then ended up trading it for a bike which I later totalled. Bent the front rims, forks, bent the frame. Pretty much fucked it up.

Technorati : Days off, Sleep

Stephanie and the girls got home yesterday afternoon. They took a few pictures. I like this one.

There is a pretty cool playground in Harbour Town that we have taken the kids to several times. I think that they took this one there.

Technorati : Hilton Head, Photos, Vacations

Why is it always on my fucking side?

I think I just found a new job. I could do that. Damn, I'm still laughing my ass off.

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I've got to say it, JUST DAMN.

Technorati : Crotch, Heidi Klum, Lights

I just figured I would log on for a couple of minutes while I am out back having a much needed smoke.

The geeked-up cook that called me last weekend finally showed up for his paycheck toay. I let him have it as well as a seperation notice. He was not real pleased and questioned why I had checked "quit without notice". I told him that he had no-showed three days in arow and that means he quit. He was hoping to get fired so that he could try and collect unemployment. Asswipe.

Damn, I don't want to be at work. Calgon take me away.

My work week that is. I haven't posted quite as much over the last couple of days as I thought I might. Since my boss is out of town I am taking care of her job, as well as mine. Normally I will have a manager trainee to run my shop when she is on vacation, but not this time. I have been getting up at 3:30, going in to my store to take care of paperwork and prep, then heading to one of the other stores for the day, then back to my store again. Luckily both the other managers are working this weekend, so it is pretty much a normal weekend. I was able to sleep until quarter of five or so today.

Stephanie and the girls are in Bluffton until Wednesday, and Chris is in Anchorage for another week and a half, so it is pretty fucking boring around here. At least the bed will still be made when she comes home, as I will probably spend the week on the couch. Guess I need to do some cleaning around the house this afternoon if I get home at a decent time.

Recieved an email last night from Yabu, and the Helen blogmeet is 9/08 - 9/10. W00t! Looking forward to it. I think that both the SO and I are going to try and make it, just have to get a babysitter for the weekend. It's kind of early in the fall for me to be taking another vacation, but who gives a fuck anyway. I have taken all of them early this year anyway, and my boss is looking to take off the week in October that I took last year, it is the week that county schools are out for fall break.

I did manage to exchange a couple of emails last night with a blogger that's mad at me for saying that she has snakes in her head. All women have snakes in their head, it's just that some have really fucking big ones. I will stand by that statement to my grave.

Well, it's off to work. Maybe I will have a chance this evening to do more than read other blogs. It's payday, so that is historically a pretty long day for me.

Technorati : blog drama, blogmeet, vacations, work

...you will be after you watch this video. Creepy pedophile. Doesn't he know that we only watched baywatch for the babes? Hell, I even left the volume muted. Probably should have done the same thing before I saw this. I think I need an alka-seltzer now. Thanks to Sam for the link, via ShweDream Blog

Technorati : Hasselhoff, Pedophile

As I got in my car to come home from work this evening, I noticed a bug on my windshield. Either a tree roach or some kind of beatle, I'm not sure. I figured that once I got on the road the wind would blow it off, but I was wrong. The bug remained on my windshield the entire way, little buggy anntena pushed back by the wind. It was right in that spot on the left side where it rode the yellow line the entire trip home, so I watched it most of the way. When I would stop it would move a bit, but once I got to moving again, it never budged. 15 miles to my house it rode. A lifetime of crawling for the little bug. Getting close to my house I am sure it was happy in it's little buggy heart that it was going to a new place, to make a home where it had never been before. At least until I crushed the fucker with my windshield wipers.

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My boss is out of town this week which means that I have to run the district. One of the other managers is also off today and tommorow, so somehow I have to run my store as well as hers, as well as cook all day. Once I can get a bit more coffee in me I will go ahead and head on in early to try to get my shit together. I'm just crossing my fingers today and hoping that everyone shows up. I still wanted to be able to check the news and read a couple of blogs, so it means that I have to get up long before the ass crack of dawn in order to do so.

I've cleaned up the blogroll a bit to get rid of the ones that aren't around, as well as adding a few more that I have been reading.

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Not really, but damn it sure feels like it. I had planned on sleeping until about 5:30. Just now woke up. The fireworks in Carrollton are held at the football stadium which is directly behind my restaurant, about 100 yards away. There are only three exits and I am right in front of one of them. Needless to say, after the 4th, it is a real goatfuck in there, so I have to go in and cook for a few hours. I'm taking tommorow off, so not too big of a deal I guess. I will just have to watch the firewoks from there, which is actually nice becuase it is so close, and I don't have to deal with the traffic in and out of the football field.

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I have this heat rash right behind my balls and it hurts so much that I am beginning to get fucking annoyed.

I am still having damn problems with the spam. Now too much is getting through the filter. I wish my site was hosted in my basement like I used to do, so that I could shoot the fucking server. I have deleted 450 spams since I got home, just from the last 13 hours.

Last night just completely sucked. I had to go back to work to handle shift change, picked Chris up from work after that, had to run him around and drop him off at a friends house so he could spend the night. Once I got home I stayed up for awhile blogging, hit the sack around midnight. Kind of late for me on the weekend, but I can handle five hours of sleep. At 1:15am one of my cooks called me to let me know that he didn't appreciate being the only one there that did his job and he didn't give a shit if I fired him, he was not going to cut any onions. Stupid fucker was geeking out on something. All of my people know that I have a very hard time sleeping, almost to the point of insomnia. They used to be very bad about calling me with stupid bullshit in the middle of the night, until one morning I came in and raised hell, and would not pay them early. I told them that they could drag themselves out of bed at 2pm if they wanted to get paid. They quit calling me at night after that unless it is truly important, in which case I have no problem with it.

As I said, I got to sleep at 12am, received this call at 1:15am. I finally managed to get back to sleep at 3:15am or so, and got back up for work at 5:30. Needless to say, I was not the most happy person when I got to work. I have been putting up with this dumbass and his decreasing performance for several weeks now. He is hitting something hard, possibly ice from what I have been told. I might have even put up with his shitty job for a little while longer in hopes that he would see the error of his ways. That is, until last night.

I cut his pay by 1.25/hr (almost 20%) and turned his 35 hour week into a 14 hour week. I won't fire him, but if he doesn't quit this week, next weeks schedule will see him on saturday night from 1am to 4am and that will be it.

My boss is going out of town on Wednesday for a week, so I get to run my store all week, as well as the other two on thos managers two days off. I can already tell what kind of week that this is shaping up to be. Maybe I will get really lucky and it will be nice and uneventful.

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Someone is going to have to fucking die today. Goddammit.

I haven't really posted much about my trip to Savannah, as I wanted a bit of time to think so that I could post something halfway intelligent. Fuck it. No amount of time is going to change it either way.

It took me longer than it should have to get there. Five or six hours I guess. I made several stops on the way. I wasn't feeling very good Thursday so I stopped at all of the rest stops (three of them I think) as well as a couple of gas and pee stops. Got in a little after noon. It was pretty easy to find the hotel. A lot of us stayed at the La Quinta on Abercorn, which was pretty close to the funeral home. Since I got there at a decent time, I managed to get them to let me check in three hours early and showered. Probably a good thing since I had been in the car all day.

Once personal hygiene was taken care of I called Zonker to see where the hell everyone was. Everyone was going to meet for lunch at the City Market. He gave me directions and I headed out. Apparently the were initially going somewhere near River Street, but it was too crowded so they had changed their minds. I headed out and got started. I didn't make it too far before he called me back and told me that there was no place to park, so we were going to meet at a restaurant near the hotel. No problem. Minor cluster fuck, but that's what happens when you get a bunch of free souls (fucking hard heads) together.

I managed to get there first and have a beer at the bar. The first people to get there were Recondo32, Georgia, and their son Rick. Everyone else arrived shortly thereafter. I met Zonker, as well as Eric, Key, Yabu, Elisson, Denny, and Velociman. Damn it, today started 20 hours ago. I am missing someone, and I can't figure out who. Oh well, send me a flaming hate mail and I will correct the error of my ways.

After lunch we headed back to the hotel to change. I hedged my bets from my earlier entry and brought along a shirt and tie, which I donned with misgivings about having my ass melt off. The service itself was actually a pleasant surprise. No fire and brimstone, which I am extremely grateful for. The preacher gave everyone an opportunity to speak about Rob if they wanted. A couple of buddies that had known him since high school got up and spoke some nice things about him. Then Livey spoke for a few minutes. She brought along her snakes as well. I hate funerals, so I didn't hang around inside very long once the thing was over. I hear that they had his ashes in a pretty cool box. Outside I met Catfish, Dizzy Girl, and several other bloggers whose urls escape me at the moment.

We all headed over to the celebration which was in full swing by the time we got there, since most of us wanted out of the fucking monkey suits. I still have my ass but I swear I lost five pounds in sweat. I got to meet Sam and Stacey. They are both really nice and met us down on River Street later in the evening. Stevie was there, but I never got a chance to introduce myself. Maybe next time. I met lots of other people in Rob's family, as well as some other bloggers, but apparently that short-term memory loss is taking it's toll so I won't try to list them tonight.

As I said before, we did head down to River Street and hung out for a couple of hours. Probably would have stayed longer but they closed the damn place on us. After that, several folks got together back at the La Quinta, but by that time my head was pounding, I felt like I wanted to puke, and couldn't even eat much of anything. I just crashed at the hotel. I ended up sleeping about two hours later than I wnated to on Friday, so didn't pull out of Savannah until about 7am. I had a nice time even though I felt so bad, and am looking forward to going to Helen in the fall, perhaps I will actually open my mouth once or twice. I put in for my next vacation this morning (my bosses were thrilled about that one) and am planning my week around Helen (right in the middle so that if I get too shitfaced I have time to recover.

Well, I have to get up for work in five hours, have to take my ass to bed.

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1. Becuase Because I am a fucking slacker.

2. Becuase Because I am at work, AND I am a slacker.

3. Becuase Because I am too drunk.

Actually, I wanted to be able to sit down and think at the same time that I posted, and we all know how hard a time I have doing more than one thing at a time. I want to get everything somewhat correct and in chronological order. Maybe this afternoon, although after having not been in my store for the last ten days, I will consider myself lucky if I make it home by ten pm tonight. Maybe it won't go too bad, I think my boss is spending the day at my store, but I did have at least two people quit while I was gone, so there are probably about ten or eleven holes to fill on the schedule.

Updated. 4. Because I left my online spell checker in my other pants (good thing I didn't forget my dick)..

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Thanks to the Evilicious Blonde for this one. I really didn't want to get up today. Have to go back to work after having been off for the last ten days. Made my fucking morning.

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