Fuck You Arby's

So I thought I would treat myself to some arby's roast beef sammiches today. I was wrong. They were out of roast beef.

1) Why were they open if they did not have their signature meal available?
2) Who are they to think they can persuade someone to order chicken or one of their crap ass market sammiches, instead of they awesomely thin meat?
3) They need to put their big head down on the counter and think about what they have done to everyone who's heart and stomachs they crushed because of their lack of foresight.

This event reminded me of the time years ago when I went to a Burger King and they had no burgers. My relationship with them as never recovered.

A dream I would like to revisit

I had this dream last night where I met this girl who was wearing latex. It was some kind of condom yellow dress thing. I went out an a date with her during which she continually threated to end the date if I did not hold up my end of the conversation. The girl turned out to be Apnea. As the dream when on we started hanging around and working in an aquarium that was being retro-fitted into a goth club.

Because of uncomfortable climate conditions in my hotel room, I woke up before I really had a change to get anywhere with her.

Tomorrow, I Ride!

Well this is it, they handed me keys and are letting my maiden voyage be across the state to the Pittsburgh area. Some of you might be saying, "I thought you were there last week?" And you would be correct, I was. But not every thing got finished so me and the guy who is "training" me are going back for a few days. The idea is to split our efforts if the situation seems right. I see this as an oppurtunity to not have to settle on fast food for every meal like my pudgy supervisor does.

My opinion of Pittsburgh is that is it boring and dirty.

additional: I can now officially cross duck and turtle off the list of animals I have to consume. I think I have had duck before but I can say for certain now. I have my sights set on kangaroo irregardless of the other animals that may I have to munch on to get there.

I am NOT a mover...

... but compromise is possible. I helped my friend move today. He had to find a new apartment he could afford after him and his fiance broke up and she moved out. What was to be moved today was a loveseat, a couch, and a 50'' big screen tv as well as various little shelves.

To make this short the highlights are as follows:
1) The loveseat was rolled off the truck and settle up against a tree to stop it from continuing. Bark, leaves and other berries lovingly attached themselves to it.
2) I almost saw a tire iron get thrown through a sliding glass door while trying to figure out how to get the loveseat and couch in the new apartment. I will admit the glass was very transparent.
3) While getting the TV out of the truck we managed to trap my friend's dad's hand under it. It was quickly recitfied but he himself was the one who asked to have it moved to where his hand was at.

Each event was a good larf, you should have seen it.

11 hours

That was the time I was trapped in an van with a fellow coworker. My day started at 6am so we could leave and be in Norristown by 8. That was followed but Willow Grove and then a long boring return trip to Harrisburg on the turnpike-a-whirl, finally arriving back at Tyco at 5pm.

The van's radio is broken so the guy I went with brought music to listen to. I was not sure what kind of music he listened to but I figured I could stand it as long as it was not country. Oh how wrong I was. His MP3 CD had about 120 songs on it so it lasted forever. It has such bands as: Goo Goo Dolls, Third Eye Blind, matchboxtwenty, Creed, Green Day, and many others in the same vain as those. This was some form of torture I know it. I held out for the longest time, up until the last 20 miles of the TP on the return trip. Then I started to succumb to sleepiness. It reminded me of the lovely narcolepsy inducing CD known as the Braveheart Soundtrack.

He also thought it was funny to fart on my door panel while we were programming radios. I mean right into that door pocket so it could seep out for the rest of the ride home. Oh oh but I got him back. You see as he was mumbling about how his emination smelled like fried chicken I released a silent assassin. It crept up on him and beat him over the head with stench. He never saw it coming and he was so appalled that he asked me what crawled up my ass and died. There were not more farts released back into the wild after that. I put him in his place.

That was a good story. I like stories.

I am NOT a trucker....

...really more of a cube-rat. My first week went better than I was expecting. By better I mean it is not a horrible place to work. I amazed everyone with the relative short time it took for the company to give me a security card and computer login, a process that usually takes weeks for others. Most of the week consisted of me rolling from cubicle to cubicle talking to people. I had some half-assed training along with that. Friday was a combination of the training I got on both Monday and Tuesday resulting in me falling asleep during the group training session. One of the guys that I report to took it upon himself to throw a ball of paper at me to wake me up. I was very confused when I came to because I could not figure out how did it. I dosed off a few more times after that.

My run down for the my first week:
Monday:Sitting around and intro to equip through pictures
Tuesday:Programming training and a trip to the Indiantown Gap
Wednesday:Camp Hill Prison where I got served lunch by a prisoner and then sitting around in my cube
Thursday:Sitting around and then some training
Friday:Repeat of Monday and Tuesday.

Things I have heard/learned:
1) "Water is really bendy."
2) "When you talk about a guy being anatomically correct, you are usually not refering to his arm."
3) Dom Perignon and 24 wings comes to be about $210
4) I found a sports bar where I can order Cristal
5) The radio in one of the van is broken

This job seems like chaos and boredom come in waves. I also found out that I will be going to Pittsburgh in a week or 2.

Nosferatu

Ess and I went to LASERDOME to check out Nosferatu. Neither of us had seen it and the music was performed live so it was fun. But as the usual i was unable to stay awake through the whole thing, did not help that is was silent. I saw most of it but it will have to watch it again to see if the ending makes any more sense. This bout of sleepyness was compounded by the fact that I ended up talking to the performers at Sheetz after words and before I recognized them I had blerted out that I had fallen asleep. That made me feel bad, cuz it was not their fault.

I then managed to play a rousing game of "where do you know me from?" with the head manager guy from LASERDOME, I won. We talked about them not hiring me over a year ago. It was fun. I followed that up with a overpacked fajita, best i have had in a long long time, like since back when me and phaedre made them.

additional: Over the last several days I have nearly hit the following animals: 2 deer, 1 oppossum(twice), 3 raccoons