Ramblings of a Working Guy: What Parents should be

And why you see here is a rare sight of a parent giving a damn

No matter what field of work you are in, be it in the office building, a stall at the local mall, Best Buy or Walmart, a game room with hordes of children or street corner doing… whatever it is you do, there is always something that pisses you off.  Come my working class brothers and sisters; let us take some joy in the idiocy that is the source of our discontent, the customer.

So I'm just sitting here doing a whole lot of nothing, and you know what comes to mind? Is Lee doing well at work? I wonder if the new inventory will be in soon. Should I start on the list for myself and Lauryn now? Should I order more tickets? I wonder what Monday's reports will show about my various tweaks to the game room. How is the FEC doing? Should I ask Lisa for another meeting to throw around some more ideas? Maybe I should think of something to get us and the restaurant working more closely together? Oh crap, I need to visit three more day cares on Tuesday to make up for what I missed on Friday...

That's right its all about fracking(*1) work.

It's eleven at night, and all I can think about it is work. Where normal people would be watching TV, killing internet dragon or even sleeping, I am up worrying about a million different shit things. What is even worse is the fact I am ok with it. Despite all the complaints about the customers I have, I really love my job (mostly), and I don't mind the work. I’m a fracking horse, people. A horse. But living my life with a smile plastered to my face is making my teeth hurt, not to mention my soul and sanity, So like any other normal person, I need to bitch and moan sometimes to let off the steam. To many times we of the working class are treated as slaves and pets, all because someone with a dollar has a attitude.

Believe it or not, we do not give up our humanity when we put on a uniform. 

Yes I am a person, and you are too. But you know what? Today isn't about the million and one customers who need to burn like the sun, or be merrily thrown into traffic and laughed at. This is about a really cool story bro, and you know what really makes the cool stories? It's the customers that don't suck. The story of one such customer is what I want to share with you today.

Ramblings of a Normal Guy: Twilight

Welcome to another addition of ramblings of a normal guy. This is my special column, where I go off on wild rants complaining about the things that happen and effect my (and ours) every day life. Because of the excessive amounts of stupidity that will be featured, a large amount of inappropriate language will most likely be used. Also expect a large helping of calling out and "I don't give a crap". Rated M for mature, and read at  your own risk.  

I knew that even before taking up this horrid, soul crushing burden, it would scar me for times to come. From the few stills and quick glimpses alone, anyone with half a brain could tell this was a disaster waiting to happen. Another glance at the Wikipedia entry almost convinced me to just kill myself to get out of it...

But what am I going on about? 

Today's rather depressing entry is about my experience of “you have to see it to prove yourself right, to justify yourself” type of things. After all, there are certain people who kept telling me to try it before you knock it, to actually see it first before I start bitching about it. But after I did, I found myself screaming to the heavens, begging for forgiveness for what ever sin I did to inflict such punishment on myself. Could there be no kind forgiving soul to tap some red lands and hit me with a lightning bolt? WRATH OF GOD EVEN! No one should have to suffer the way I did. The things I've seen, they can not be unseen.

 But now I can't hide it anymore.... I just can't keep this secret anymore. While the source of my discontent came from wanting to know the facts to back up the claim, some lines should never be crossed, and I did just that.

I watched Twilight.

Ramblings of a Normal Guy: Remember when movies where fun?

Yes, I love Harry Potter.

Welcome to another addition of ramblings of a normal guy. This is my special column where I go off on wild rants, complaining about the things that happen and effect my (and ours) every day life. Because of the excessive amounts of stupidity that will be featured, a large amount of inappropriate language will most likely be used. Also expect a large helping of calling out and "I don't give a crap". Rated M for mature, and read at  your own risk.  

So today at work, while engaging in a whole lot of nothing, I found myself browsing the news section of Google and ThinkProgress. Most of what was there you can already guess, political bitching, first world problems, and Fox News pissing and moaning about the newest "end of the world" event that will destroy all of America. (ProTip from the future: We are all still here) But one story managed to catch my attention, and actually inspire this blog post for today. The author wrote about that "because of record low attendance and ticket sales, the movie industry has to reinvent itself in order to survive". Reasons for such lows where the economy, 3D movies and their over priced gimmicks. But that isn't want bothered me. It was actually a quote from Vincent Bruzzese of the Worldwide Motion Picture Group. 

Rambling of a Working Man: Some place to start, right?

No matter what field of work you are in my Working Class brother or sister, be it in the office building, a stall at the local mall, Best Buy or Walmart, even a game room with hordes of children or street corner doing… whatever it is you do, there is always that one thing that pisses us all off. The customer, source of all evil (and income) for our way of life. From pure idiotic actions and sayings you wonder how they continue to reproduce. Ramblings of a Working Guy talks about the various "joyful" events these idiots give us.


Humans.

Despite the races of ape’s best efforts, the whole of the human race still exists within the natural cycle. We can be cruel and destructive like the raging unrelenting storm, yet loving and caring like the spring in bloom. Two completely different sides of the very same coin. With a wide range of moods, ideas, and beliefs, it's amazing we have lived together this long. Have you ever worked with people? Answering phones, taking and asking questions, or even general customer care? From constant nonsense rambling, to the constant put down and belitting, one wonders how the job department continues on… If this wasn't bad enough for my fellow workers, there is the one customer that takes this all to a whole new level. The idiot. While some of their childish unintelligent crap and be amusing at times to watch, most of the time they just leave you with a headache.  This series of the book of stories is to share with you some for the just wonderful stories I have from work.


And so, I would like to share some of these with you now.

Rambling of Normal Guys: Every Journey...

Can I haz blog?

First post, first chance to get to know me.

Ramblings of a Working Guy: Just a few things that piss me off...

 
No matter what field of work you are in my Working Class brother or sister, be it in the office building, a stall at the local mall, Best Buy or Walmart, even a game room with hordes of children or street corner doing… whatever it is you do, there is always that one thing that pisses us all off. The customer, source of all evil (and income) for our way of life. From pure idiotic actions and sayings you wonder how they continue to reproduce. Ramblings of a Working Guy talks about the various "joyful" events these idiots give us.

And here we go again...