Hey guys, how has everyone been?

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These past few days haven't been swell, but I won't go into detail since it's personal family nonsense. So I haven't been feeling so great as of late, plus no sleep for the past few days is not do me any good. I don't know. (:_(
 
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When I went cycling I spotted a dead skunk on the road
 
Since I had a $50 bill with me, I went out to Snappas Bar (which is on the main island) to have some drinks. Then, I found out their price per shot of Fireball Whiskey is only $4. Holy shit, now I know where to go when I want that awesome cinnamon kick-back taste, I doubt my bar does it for anything less that $7. Naturally, I'm extremely wasted now, considering those four Fireball shots and a couple of bourbon drinks...
 
My computer finally :briefs: out on me (Tired turning it on earlier and it never fully loaded, which has been happening more often these days. Restarted it, went into safe mode and tried recovery, which just made it worse somehow). Got me a newer, faster one that I'm going to get upgraded within the coming weeks.
 
My math professor has promised to tutor me and a few other students a half hour before class starts. Still certain that I'm going to fail though.

That aside, I'm seeing Dawn of the Planet of the Apes with a friend tonight.
 
Da Pickle Monsta said:
Went down to a comic book shop the other day to browse. Saw a young man wearing a fedora and buying a large MLP stuffed toy. He had a big dopey grin on his face.

I've read about this stuff on the internet before, but it's a little disconcerting to see it in person.
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the nervous female laughter really sums it all up
 
I take it back, last night was the worst sleep I ever had. I just recovered from a cold and now it's back and I didn't get to sleep until like 6 in the morning. I'm a little out of it right now.
 
I'm adjusting to a new bed and eating Yoplait Blueberry Patch Yogurt *presents carton and smiles for camera*.

No that's not product placement. :oops:

I've been listening to Utada lots and mostly relaxing, oogling the hot guy at my apartments.
 
I'm sick, so you all should quote this post and attach a picture of a bowl of chicken noodle soup.
 
So, I work at a movie theatre.

There's some sort of work program in the area with group homes and adults with developmental disorders, so a few of the people I work with are very clearly 'slow-in-the-minds'. They're all nearly normal, and capable of doing basic uncomplicated jobs, and they're nice enough, though it is a lot like dealing with kids sometimes. But nobody ever corrects them when they fuck up, even for the most major things. One guy was letting ANYBODY in without paying if they offered to be his friends, on top of messing up stock and not knowing how to make change. But instead of trying to correct it the managers just make everybody else babysit him. And take the blame for whatever he messes up. I'm not trying to be an ~~ableist shitlord~~ here, just very frustrated.

Anyway. A guy part of this program is almost always selling tickets. He's polite and friendly, but verrryyyy slow--not so much mentally as just slow to do or say anything, causing huge backups when we get really busy. We also have a rule at that theatre: unless they look old enough to remember the Model T, you card them to buy an R rated movie ticket. It's ridiculous but the managers are tired of complaints from pissed off parents. Fewer complain that we WON'T let their kid into an R rated movie than the ones who complain that we WILL let them. We have to be downright Gestapo like doing this. We get yell yelled at if we don't. We can get fired if we don't. So everyone selling tickets does it.

Except the one guy.

He will sell tickets to ANYONE regardless. Even after being reminded, gently, that he needs to ask for ID. He just says very slowly, 'You're right, we do have to, very good observation. That's a good thing.' And then doesn't do it. But every time this happens, whoever else is with him gets in trouble. Without fail. Even though it says on the tickets who sold them. On Friday I was called into the office mid-shift by a manager to be 'reminded of our policy', because someone let some kids in. I told them to check security footage, that everybody showed me ID, and to check who sold the tickets so they could talk to that person. But yesterday when that guy was the only person selling tickets, nobody was reprimanded at all when kids went in. And there were way more getting in for some reason, goodness knows why!

Everyone knows it's his fault that kids get into R rated movies, but the managers make everyone else take the blame. If they really think he just can't help but not follow rules, then they need to have him doing something besides selling tickets. Because it's really piasy to be blamed for something EVERYBODY knows you didn't do.
 
Fuck today was shit… I guess I'm becoming Garfield and I hate Mondays. Before work, my mom goes on about this ridiculous small bald spot that's on my scalp. For fucks sake, I'm only 28. My hairs not going any time soon. The only thing this serves to do is breaks up all my confidence and makes me feel bad about myself. My dad would say things like "learn not to get so upset" but what I've actually learned is thats it just better to not say it to me to begin with. I can't help it. I'm just too autistic and introverted. The words I am told directly affect my state of mind and emotions, its a big reason why I rarely go into the chat (for some reason, forums and message boards are exempt from this way of thinking).

So yeah, I'm all around work with a frowny face instead of singing & beat-boxing and saying random crap. Oh well, at least I saw a Super Password win, even though without the sound, the modern patrons all around don't need to hear sparkle-synth sound effects from a 30+ year old show ;)
 
TrippinKahlua said:
Fuck today was shit… I guess I'm becoming Garfield and I hate Mondays. Before work, my mom goes on about this ridiculous small bald spot that's on my scalp. For fucks sake, I'm only 28. My hairs not going any time soon. The only thing this serves to do is breaks up all my confidence and makes me feel bad about myself. My dad would say things like "learn not to get so upset" but what I've actually learned is thats it just better to not say it to me to begin with. I can't help it. I'm just too autistic and introverted. The words I am told directly affect my state of mind and emotions, its a big reason why I rarely go into the chat (for some reason, forums and message boards are exempt from this way of thinking).

So yeah, I'm all around work with a frowny face instead of singing & beat-boxing and saying random crap. Oh well, at least I saw a Super Password win, even though without the sound, the modern patrons all around don't need to hear sparkle-synth sound effects from a 30+ year old show ;)
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hi jace
 
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