So, as it goes thursdays suck ass. Busy as fuck and absolutely chock full of dumbasses that don't know where the hell they're going. It was the invasion of the over-perfumed middle-aged women that talk very loudly to each other and take forever in the bathroom!

Ahem. Then the day got really bad.

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I'll update again if I still have a signal... and if I'm still alive.

Around twelve thirty this afternoon a fullsize pickup truck pulled into the parking lot towing a good sized boat. It even had this nice cover over the top to keep shit off of it. Across the back of the boat is it's name in GIGANTIC letters. It's called 'MY FAULT'. I wait patiently for the couple to come inside then as who came up with the name for their boat. The woman replies, "My husband was going through his divorce... what money he got from it he used to buy a boat. He figured the whole mess was 'his fault' he'd name the boat just that." That was awesome. Secondly, spoke to the landlady on monday... got a 'very good' from her on the state of the house. Booya old lady!

This actually happened only moments before I left work today.

A customer at the counter asks for a certain brand of cigarettes. We are completely out of said brand. he then asks if we have 100's of the same flavor. We do!

My co worker grabs the soft pack 100's and tosses them on the counter with the comment 'Gonna smoke a long soft one...'

There is the pause in conversation as all involved wonders 'did I hear that right?' The customer starts laughing, yours truly a heartbeat later, then my co worker cracks too.

I love moments like these... especially on a monday!

Today I saw three people I haven't seen in a while.
First was Carolyn. Of the three people I see her the most often.

Second was Adam. I see him infrequently at best. The last time I ran into him was last summer.

Third was Jamie. I haven't seen her in something like four or five years. To put it mildly I was thrilled. Woot!

Something else to be happy about! I have scored a copy of the Dark Crystal! Booya!

My sister also turned up and gave me a few pins she found at Penguicon. One was simply the umbrella corporation logo, the second and third were Zombie related.

Monday so far has kicked this year's ass!

Stupid stuff keeps happening up here in the great white north.

As most of you know, we got over a foot of snow on monday and tuesday. Wet and heavy it made driving horribly dangerous. How did this affect my job?
Directly, not at all. Wednesday I discovered the ceiling of the bank located in the car mall had a roof collapse that dumped water all down through the light fixtures. I turn up per the norm to get change and deposit receipts. Oh, they're closed.
I go to Lincoln street and ask Em if she needs change. She doesn't but calls my change order in instead. What a peach!
I go get the change order, the teller manager mistakes me for my sister, which is funny in itself since I was picking up the change called in from my old store. I wait as they count my deposits and depart back to Lincoln street.
I go back to my store after an hour of fucking around with the banks. I learn later that day that the dep. bags at the damaged bank were switched to the Washington street branch.
Okay. I'll go there on thursday so I can catch up on my paperwork.

I go to washington street branch on thursday and discover the mall bank has re-opened and they sent my bags back to them. I have them count my newest deposits and head to the other bank to retrieve my bags and get back to my store safely.

MuttermutterMUTTER!

This job sucks in exactly the way you don't want it to.

It's a wonder anyone can eat anything prepared by someone else after taking this course on food preparation and safety. The really ishy part of this is most cases of food poisoning come from some slobby bastard that wipes his ass with his fingers then prepares your food!

Yish. Awful. I'm writing this two days after the fact. Food safety training is 90 percent common sense, the next 8percent is memorizing safe holding temperatures the last two is simply having enough willpower to stay awake for the whole damn thing.

Three hours in the car, eight hours for the training course, three ten minute breaks and a half hour for lunch... the only thing that can be said for it... I didn't wait on a single customer on Thursday.

Hopefully I passed the test and won't have to again for a very long time.

Rise hard drive! Rise and live again! Or lurch about and eat the brains of the living...
Somehow my external hard drive was faith healed! On a lark I plugged the bugger back in and holy crap! My computer realized it suddenly had an extra three hundred gigs of space available!

Woot! something good finally happened!

So, I was there when they ended SG-1, I was there when they released the two SG-1 Movies to button up the plots that were left hanging.
I was there when they ended Atlantis... I'm still not sure if they're going to make a movie to close it up...
So, I was there when they posted the teaser for the new edition... Stargate Universe...
Hmmm, not sure about this one. I did see Robert Carlyle in the trailer as well as Lou Diamond Phillips... I hate to say this about the guy... usually when he turns up in a show for a permanent roll, it spells doom for the show.

I don't have high hopes.

Lessee, lets start with monday morning. The temperature was about -20 and when I went outside to start my car I discovered the battery was dead. Goodie!
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Now here we are on thursday... waiting for something else to go wrong.

Yeesh.

EDIT: When I thought it was safe to go home on friday I was wrong! Apparently some douche bag backed his vehicle up into the building and hit the payphone. It doesn't end there. It also caught fire. My co-worker reacted with the speed of a trained professional and grabbed the fire extinguisher from beside the door and put it out. Apparently the truck didn't have brakes. The best part, despite the fact the truck didn't have brakes and caught fire, the two men that were in the truck decided to take off before anything could be done.
Assholes.

I can't seem to escape it! I was reading 'Sinfest' the sunday comic... I thought I recognized the lyrics... then I remembered the last time I heard the song... back almost ten years... when 1998 turned into 19...199... CRAP! I can't say it!

Curse you Prince!