Time to get the plan in motion...

Tonight was one of those nights where I began to really think about getting a head start on "The Plan"...

The afformentioned Plan consisted of me looking at finding part-time HR Assistant work at the beginning of third semester, which would have been amended should an opportunity arise. While there are merely some leads at this point, I have little patience now and want to get out there doing what I am destined to do.

It was cemented by the fact that I was told that wearing a corporate holiday tie was "part of my job description..." What the fuck? No, it isn't... in fact, I was quite pissed when I was told this by the store's HR Director. Seriously... what the fuck? I haven't worn any sort of "uniform" in close to 10 years and I didn't ever want to do that again... to me it's depressing and if I come off as a snob, so be it. I don't feel comfortable in corporate gear and I likely never will.

Part of this resentment also stems from the blatant lie I was told and the rest of it comes from the fact that I am not seen by the general public and that the female receptionists are not wearing the corporate holiday scarves... so should I say fuck it and challenge authority or simply leave them in the lurch if an HR Assistant opportunity comes up? I'm voting for the latter... but opinions would be nice.

Achieving balance

After months of manny-dom and lazing about, the transition to school and work has been a small challenge at times, but quite rewarding on some levels.

While the government still supports our oh-so-lavish lifestyle, I have to augment my income by being the "announcement guy" at Sears... since this isn't a true retail job, I'm not subjected to the tortures that some colleagues receive on a daily basis, but at least I can get some laughs from bizarre phone callers who get upset when the "tablecloth department" doesn't pick up the phone.

The work isn't exactly challenging or making the best use of my skills, but waiting for the phone to ring or five minutes to be up between announcements can be a bit tiresome. The fact that I almost said "pimping" instead of "primping" the other day was quite funny, but I have to resist the urge to "accidentally" slip something subversive into an announcement (at least for the time being). However, many of the staff members are nice people and have been complimentary of my auditory skills, so it's all good.

There is a downside, though, as I am a lot more tired than I expected to be. It's not the end of the world, but I can't wait to be done with school and move on to a great HR job. If Guen would sleep in more on her days off school, that would be a big plus, but it ain't happening. At least at some point, I'll be able to afford to take a nice vacation with Snuffy and even Guen and feel that it was well-deserved and all the stuff we're going through was worth the effort and sacrifice.

By the way, less than 11 months to go before the wedding... I find myself thinking about it a lot more and I'm like a kid at Christmas! Snuffy rocks my world, what else can I say?

Be sure to... be sure to what?

... Drink your Ovaltine."

"Son of a bitch, a crappy commercial..."

Little Ralph Parker uttered that infamous response after sending away for his Little Orphan Annie decoder ring in the holiday classic film, A Christmas Story.

Well, I said the something to the same effect tonight when I stepped into one of the last Sam The Record Man stores and saw a deluxe DVD version that has a commentary track, documentary and more fun shit than you can shake a stick at. I got what is probably now the "budget" version of the disc years ago and am definitely in need of an upgrade.

However, I still can't understand for the life of me why Snuffy doesn't like A Christmas Story... maybe she needs a holiday intervention to appreciate it.

Oh, and p.s. - you'll shoot your eye out.

Change is a good thing...

Well, we're a few hours away from officially declaring Barack Obama the next President of the United States. Needless to say, the projections are grim for his opponent and hopefully things will become better for our neighbours to the south.

There's been a lot of shitty things done by the Republicans over the past eight years and George W. Bush should have been impeached for sheer idiocy. The man was clearly incapable of doing his job and was merely a puppet of large corporations, Dear Old Dad and Dick Cheney. These people fucked with the democratic process and no matter where you are in the world, that's a bad thing.

Democracy is something we truly take for granted in Canada. However, our own Conservative goverment that was re-elected last month commited a heinous crime when it attempted to fuck with Elections Canada over the campaign spending debacle. I'm not trying to be an apologist for the Liberals (lord knows, my days of voting Red are through... I'm all about the Orange) but messing around with our electoral system is a greater crime than some tax dollars being misappropriated in the Adscam debacle.

We need to look at the bigger picture... too bad most of us don't.

Sometimes you can't always get what you want...

The jawbreaker was candy inside... no gum for me.

On a side note, apparently there were five different versions of Peaches in Peaches & Herb. The original Peaches died about three years ago.

What this has to do with anything, I haven't a clue.

What is up with jawbreakers?

I'm enjoying a lovely jawbreaker right now and as the layers of sugar melt away, it turns into a spiky monstrosity. What is up with that?

Eventually, it will smooth out and degrade into a chewy bit at the center. Will it be candy or will it be gum?

Another follower pops his blog cherry...

It's time to put on my "big boy pants" and step into the blogosphere. I've been putting off the idea of a blog for quite a while and can't wait to banter back and forth.