I worked on my taxes all night tonight. I was trying to see if someone could give me a better refund than the other... nope. didn't happen.
I called CM around 10:15pm and was chatting with him. I also rememberd that I ate out today and was kinda feeling guilty about it. I had decided I should run to the store and get some groceries so I can make something to take with tomorrow.
So, I gather up my things and put the pups away... head out the door to Cub Foods. I'm still chatting with CM at this point and go into auto-pilot mode. I'm headed toward work. Shit!
35W doesn't have many grocery stores on it except the Quarry's Rainbow Foods. So, off I go.
I'm tooling around RF and grabbing all the fixings for a nice salad, some hot pockets and some sammich fixins... I get up to the register and I can't find my wallet. I looking in EVERY pocket, the cart, and I even ran out tot he car to see if I left it on the seat.
I went back into RF and told them I forgot my money. I thought I was going to die from the looks i was given... they weren't all that pleased.
So, moral of the story: Don't talk to cute boys while trying to leave to go somewhere... they make you funny in the head... Lesson learned.
Now I have to figure out what to do for lunch tomorrow... :-(
G'Night Peeps!
Wednesday, February 02, 2005
Question...
Why is it that straight men require a seat in between them at the movie theatres, but in an empty locker room they decide to saddle-up right next to you leaving very little room for the Holy Spirit?
I don't get it...
I don't get it...
Tuesday, February 01, 2005
Targay
Ok, as most of you know, I work at Target part-time. I am on my 4th year and only work one day a week. I need to relay some of my experiences because they are funny/strange and I keep forgetting to write shit down...
This past Saturday I had a guy approach me an lean in to ask me a question. He was cute, Carhart coat, baseball cap, scruffy-looking, whitetrash-ish, but had a nice butt... I could tell he was looking for something of a discreet nature. What could it be? Condoms? Lube? My number?
'I don't want to sound TOO gay, but where can I find the curling irons?' -- I find it quite ironic that with 8 other men working in the store, he seems to find the one gay man to ask this question to...
I send him on his way and went back to doing my work... After about 10 minutes he's back in Electronics and looking for games. My co-worker helps him out, but it appeared he felt a little awkward getting just a curling iron, because he spent another $80 on video games... When my co-worker scans the curling iron he made sure everyone in the vicinity heard 'That's NOT for me!'
Gotta love the straight boys!
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There is this woman that comes in EVERY Saturday... She's older, somewhat well-to-do, and COMPLETELY annoying. I find myself running in the opposite direction and hiding behind the kitty litter to avoid her questions...
when I first started, I didn't know any better. She'd catch me in the home office area and soon I'd become her personal shopper. Now, I'm not the brightest bulb on the tree but I DO catch on after a while.
What triggered it for me was one day I was working close to the front of the store, I WATCHED her walk in the front door and she found me within 30 seconds and said, "Excuse me, I've been looking for a few things and I just can't find them.'
BULLSHIT, SISTER!!
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Again, I was working in Electronics (closer to close), and a 'bear'-type gentleman comes up to me and starts asking me questions about portable DVD players. It was apparent he didn't know ANYTHING about them, but was intently listening to what I had to say.
We kept eye contact (i do that when trying to explain shit to people) and apparently his gaydar registered a 'blip'... Or at least he thought it did.
I was standing about 3 feet away from him and talking directly to him. I turned to refer to the players on display and I could see him looking at me the entire time and I caught something out of the corner of my eye.
His hand was slowly rising from him side and aimed for my crotch!! I started to panic a bit so I knelt down and opened one of the cases to grab a boxed player to occupy his friendly fingers.
Kneeling in front of a man making advances on you is NOT a good idea. He moved in closer, with crotch at eye-level, and began massaging himself.
Now, mind you, we've been talking about portable DVD players this whole time. I finally grabbed one fromt he case, stood back up and said, 'I think this one would be the best one for you.'
He agreed and followed me over to the counter. I rang it up, and swiped his first card... Declined.
I swiped the second card (check card) and it went through. This was back in the day when you actually had to sign paper at Target, so he gladly took the slip and signed it.
While signing he says, 'Maybe you could write your number down for me, just in case I have any questions about how to set it up...'
'Umm... You can just call the store and ask anyone in the department your questions.'
He proceeds to write his phone number on the charge slip and hand it over to me. I quickly shove it in the register and smile and take off for another part of the department. I find a co-work and she was like, 'Wow, you were with him for a while!'
I said, 'He wasn't interested in the DVD player at ALL!' I told her what happened and all she could do was laugh... I bet her he'd return it the next day.
Before close, I went to the service desk to pick up our things to put away and guess what I found?
The same DVD player I had sold an hour before... :-)
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And, the BEST for last...
Because of it's proximity to 'Swish and Disco', my Target is lovingly referred to as 'Targay.'
About a year after working there, I noticed a somewhat hot guy cruising me whenever he was in the store. He'd grab a book, stand at the end of the aisle I was working in and watch me work. I throw him a flirtacious glance and he'd smile; it's nice to be acknowledged once in a while.
One day, he had come up and asked me some questions about digital cameras (my forte) and I tried to help him understand it all. He said thank you and proceeded to the front of the store to check out. I had to pee badly, so I headed to the restrooms to relieve myself.
I made it up to the restrooms and bellied up to one of the unrinals. I hear someone come in (I don't look around when I'm doing that stuff) and enter the handicapped stall behind me. I don't think anything of it and finish my business. I really had to go so it took a bit to finish the job.
I close up shop, flush, turn around and the door to the stall is wide-open. This guy was standing at the side of the toilet, workout pants halfway down his thighs, and was pleasuring himself fiercely... I was stunned, so I know I looked longer than normal, but as soon as he said 'You look so much like Colin Ferrell!' I had to bolt. I was out of there SO fast and I think I was a brighter shade of red than my vest. And I didn't get to wash my hands...
I've never told ANYONE about that until now... And now I can't stop chuckling!
So, there ya go. A few stories to make you think twice about working retail as a second-job.
Later!
This past Saturday I had a guy approach me an lean in to ask me a question. He was cute, Carhart coat, baseball cap, scruffy-looking, whitetrash-ish, but had a nice butt... I could tell he was looking for something of a discreet nature. What could it be? Condoms? Lube? My number?
'I don't want to sound TOO gay, but where can I find the curling irons?' -- I find it quite ironic that with 8 other men working in the store, he seems to find the one gay man to ask this question to...
I send him on his way and went back to doing my work... After about 10 minutes he's back in Electronics and looking for games. My co-worker helps him out, but it appeared he felt a little awkward getting just a curling iron, because he spent another $80 on video games... When my co-worker scans the curling iron he made sure everyone in the vicinity heard 'That's NOT for me!'
Gotta love the straight boys!
----------------------------------------------------------------------------
There is this woman that comes in EVERY Saturday... She's older, somewhat well-to-do, and COMPLETELY annoying. I find myself running in the opposite direction and hiding behind the kitty litter to avoid her questions...
when I first started, I didn't know any better. She'd catch me in the home office area and soon I'd become her personal shopper. Now, I'm not the brightest bulb on the tree but I DO catch on after a while.
What triggered it for me was one day I was working close to the front of the store, I WATCHED her walk in the front door and she found me within 30 seconds and said, "Excuse me, I've been looking for a few things and I just can't find them.'
BULLSHIT, SISTER!!
----------------------------------------------------------------------------
Again, I was working in Electronics (closer to close), and a 'bear'-type gentleman comes up to me and starts asking me questions about portable DVD players. It was apparent he didn't know ANYTHING about them, but was intently listening to what I had to say.
We kept eye contact (i do that when trying to explain shit to people) and apparently his gaydar registered a 'blip'... Or at least he thought it did.
I was standing about 3 feet away from him and talking directly to him. I turned to refer to the players on display and I could see him looking at me the entire time and I caught something out of the corner of my eye.
His hand was slowly rising from him side and aimed for my crotch!! I started to panic a bit so I knelt down and opened one of the cases to grab a boxed player to occupy his friendly fingers.
Kneeling in front of a man making advances on you is NOT a good idea. He moved in closer, with crotch at eye-level, and began massaging himself.
Now, mind you, we've been talking about portable DVD players this whole time. I finally grabbed one fromt he case, stood back up and said, 'I think this one would be the best one for you.'
He agreed and followed me over to the counter. I rang it up, and swiped his first card... Declined.
I swiped the second card (check card) and it went through. This was back in the day when you actually had to sign paper at Target, so he gladly took the slip and signed it.
While signing he says, 'Maybe you could write your number down for me, just in case I have any questions about how to set it up...'
'Umm... You can just call the store and ask anyone in the department your questions.'
He proceeds to write his phone number on the charge slip and hand it over to me. I quickly shove it in the register and smile and take off for another part of the department. I find a co-work and she was like, 'Wow, you were with him for a while!'
I said, 'He wasn't interested in the DVD player at ALL!' I told her what happened and all she could do was laugh... I bet her he'd return it the next day.
Before close, I went to the service desk to pick up our things to put away and guess what I found?
The same DVD player I had sold an hour before... :-)
----------------------------------------------------------------------------
And, the BEST for last...
Because of it's proximity to 'Swish and Disco', my Target is lovingly referred to as 'Targay.'
About a year after working there, I noticed a somewhat hot guy cruising me whenever he was in the store. He'd grab a book, stand at the end of the aisle I was working in and watch me work. I throw him a flirtacious glance and he'd smile; it's nice to be acknowledged once in a while.
One day, he had come up and asked me some questions about digital cameras (my forte) and I tried to help him understand it all. He said thank you and proceeded to the front of the store to check out. I had to pee badly, so I headed to the restrooms to relieve myself.
I made it up to the restrooms and bellied up to one of the unrinals. I hear someone come in (I don't look around when I'm doing that stuff) and enter the handicapped stall behind me. I don't think anything of it and finish my business. I really had to go so it took a bit to finish the job.
I close up shop, flush, turn around and the door to the stall is wide-open. This guy was standing at the side of the toilet, workout pants halfway down his thighs, and was pleasuring himself fiercely... I was stunned, so I know I looked longer than normal, but as soon as he said 'You look so much like Colin Ferrell!' I had to bolt. I was out of there SO fast and I think I was a brighter shade of red than my vest. And I didn't get to wash my hands...
I've never told ANYONE about that until now... And now I can't stop chuckling!
So, there ya go. A few stories to make you think twice about working retail as a second-job.
Later!
Friday, January 28, 2005
Thursday, January 27, 2005
Catching Up!
*STRETCH*
Wow... trying to update this from home is not easy to remember to do. With Mikey being immoble, me being WAY behind on my laundry, and my interest in my game it's not leaving much time to get my blog site updated!
So, I'm just going to do it from work. Blogger is NOT a bandwidth hog and should be OK to update from here without a problem.
I got a call from a gentleman I've chatted with from Ajilon Counsulting. Last time we talked, I wasn't really interested in leaving Eschelon and wasn't sure where I want to go after this... I called him back last night and he mentioned a QA position with one of the local healthcare facilities. He's going to get me more of the details today and I think I'm more than ready to try something else.
He also mentioned that this is an Entry-Level QA position which (salary-wise) translates into about DOUBLE what I'm making now!! That would SO be nice and I hope I can fit into that position.
So, please, keep your fingers crossed, say a prayer, or burn something ceremonially for me, ok?
Wow... trying to update this from home is not easy to remember to do. With Mikey being immoble, me being WAY behind on my laundry, and my interest in my game it's not leaving much time to get my blog site updated!
So, I'm just going to do it from work. Blogger is NOT a bandwidth hog and should be OK to update from here without a problem.
I got a call from a gentleman I've chatted with from Ajilon Counsulting. Last time we talked, I wasn't really interested in leaving Eschelon and wasn't sure where I want to go after this... I called him back last night and he mentioned a QA position with one of the local healthcare facilities. He's going to get me more of the details today and I think I'm more than ready to try something else.
He also mentioned that this is an Entry-Level QA position which (salary-wise) translates into about DOUBLE what I'm making now!! That would SO be nice and I hope I can fit into that position.
So, please, keep your fingers crossed, say a prayer, or burn something ceremonially for me, ok?
Monday, January 24, 2005
Quick Update
Sorry for the lack of posts, but I'm trying to sneak this one in from work.
CM is doing well! We had a scare on Saturday night an his wound started bleeding pretty badly. We called the surgeon and followed his instructions... It stopped! Thank GOD for John (Mike's roomie)!! He's a saint for helping Mike out the way he does. Thanks John!
CM is also in fairly good spirits, but I'm sure boredom is going to set-in soon. Laying on your side all day can lose it's appeal pretty quickly.
I have lost my dogs!! I let them out to go potty and I could only find 2 abominidibble (I don't know how to spell the damn word!!) snowbeasts when it was time for them to come in... Maybe I can get to the bottom of this once they thaw out!
In my game, one of our high-school aged Linkshell members said some stoopid-ass shit about AIDS and how everyone with it should be locked up in a building until they die... I WENT OFF!! That jackass pissed me and a bunch of other people off. Apparently he also said some dumb shit the night before and caused one of our favorite members to leave the group... somehow a discussion about bi-curiosity come up and it went downhill from there. I ended up telling everyone in the LinkShell that I'm gay. Some talk to me , some don't... It's funny. It's just a fucking game!!
On a positive note, after I came out on the game, one of the other members private messaged me and said he was gay too. We chatted about shit for quite some time afterward. It was cool!
But, that was my weekend and I CANNOT WAIT until Mikey is better so I can snuggle-up with him... I miss it SOOOOO much!!
Later Y'all!
CM is doing well! We had a scare on Saturday night an his wound started bleeding pretty badly. We called the surgeon and followed his instructions... It stopped! Thank GOD for John (Mike's roomie)!! He's a saint for helping Mike out the way he does. Thanks John!
CM is also in fairly good spirits, but I'm sure boredom is going to set-in soon. Laying on your side all day can lose it's appeal pretty quickly.
I have lost my dogs!! I let them out to go potty and I could only find 2 abominidibble (I don't know how to spell the damn word!!) snowbeasts when it was time for them to come in... Maybe I can get to the bottom of this once they thaw out!
In my game, one of our high-school aged Linkshell members said some stoopid-ass shit about AIDS and how everyone with it should be locked up in a building until they die... I WENT OFF!! That jackass pissed me and a bunch of other people off. Apparently he also said some dumb shit the night before and caused one of our favorite members to leave the group... somehow a discussion about bi-curiosity come up and it went downhill from there. I ended up telling everyone in the LinkShell that I'm gay. Some talk to me , some don't... It's funny. It's just a fucking game!!
On a positive note, after I came out on the game, one of the other members private messaged me and said he was gay too. We chatted about shit for quite some time afterward. It was cool!
But, that was my weekend and I CANNOT WAIT until Mikey is better so I can snuggle-up with him... I miss it SOOOOO much!!
Later Y'all!
Thursday, January 20, 2005
The Man!
I've somehow come out on a list at work the labels me as #3 in bandwidth usage!
I have NO idea how that could be, but I've tracked part of the problem back to Windows Media Player.
So, I can only give you entries early in the morning from home and after work... I don't want to somehow get 'let-go' because of this report that's going to the executive council. I also have informed them that their report is faulty because the company mandated upgrade to Windows XP only gie you the option to use WMP when playing CDs. It also streams data while playing, thus increasing bandwidth.
They are reprimanding people for usage without investigating the subject thouroughly. I go my boss on the rampage now and we'll see where it goes from there... for now, I'm limiting my usage at work.
I have NO idea how that could be, but I've tracked part of the problem back to Windows Media Player.
So, I can only give you entries early in the morning from home and after work... I don't want to somehow get 'let-go' because of this report that's going to the executive council. I also have informed them that their report is faulty because the company mandated upgrade to Windows XP only gie you the option to use WMP when playing CDs. It also streams data while playing, thus increasing bandwidth.
They are reprimanding people for usage without investigating the subject thouroughly. I go my boss on the rampage now and we'll see where it goes from there... for now, I'm limiting my usage at work.
Tuesday, January 18, 2005
CALLING ALL RESUME GURUs!!
If there is anyone out there who knows a friend of a friend who has some insight into Resumes, please send them my way.
Our company just took my boring, but essential job and made it even more boring. They locked down the webservers and now I can't get to Friendster, ANY playable games, or any site that has interesting information about my FFXI game... Of course, they kept news, sports, and job searches open... What else am I supposed to do in my downtime??? My boss can't find enough for us to do!! I work VERY hard when there is actually something to do...
So, please, let me know if anyone out there can help me get my resume all jazzed up!
E-mail me!
Our company just took my boring, but essential job and made it even more boring. They locked down the webservers and now I can't get to Friendster, ANY playable games, or any site that has interesting information about my FFXI game... Of course, they kept news, sports, and job searches open... What else am I supposed to do in my downtime??? My boss can't find enough for us to do!! I work VERY hard when there is actually something to do...
So, please, let me know if anyone out there can help me get my resume all jazzed up!
E-mail me!
Monday, January 17, 2005
On Thursday
On Thursday, CM goes in for surgery to attempt to put an end to a cyst that has been causing him issues for quite some time. He'll be on 'couch rest' for 2 weeks and probably in a lot of pain.
On Thursday, CM's Mom and Dad are coming up to take him to the surgery and, most likely, stay with/be with him for the weekend. When they are here, I have limited access to CM because they don't know about me yet. They know CM is gay, but CM is fearful of the repercussions of telling them. They've threatened the take away access to his niece if he ever lives with another man.
On Thursday, I won't get to be the first, non-medical person Mikey gets to see after everything is all done. That makes me sad. What makes it even worse is that I might not get to see him until well into the weekend after his parents head back to Iowa.
I understand his reasons for waiting to tell them. I understand that having surgery and telling Mom and Dad about your boyfriend shouldn't go hand-in-hand. I understand that he will tell them when he's ready.
On Thursday, please pray/think about Mikey and also during his recovery period. I hope this is the last time he'll have to have surgery for this stupid cyst.
(Please forgive my selfish post, but I'm loving this man more and more everyday...)
On Thursday, CM's Mom and Dad are coming up to take him to the surgery and, most likely, stay with/be with him for the weekend. When they are here, I have limited access to CM because they don't know about me yet. They know CM is gay, but CM is fearful of the repercussions of telling them. They've threatened the take away access to his niece if he ever lives with another man.
On Thursday, I won't get to be the first, non-medical person Mikey gets to see after everything is all done. That makes me sad. What makes it even worse is that I might not get to see him until well into the weekend after his parents head back to Iowa.
I understand his reasons for waiting to tell them. I understand that having surgery and telling Mom and Dad about your boyfriend shouldn't go hand-in-hand. I understand that he will tell them when he's ready.
On Thursday, please pray/think about Mikey and also during his recovery period. I hope this is the last time he'll have to have surgery for this stupid cyst.
(Please forgive my selfish post, but I'm loving this man more and more everyday...)
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