Weekend Good!

Had a really good weekend on Saturday and Sunday. I played a bunch of Gears of War 2 multi on Saturday morning, followed by registering for the baby shower at Kohls. Then we came home and took a nap. All that scanning really wore us out!

When we got up, it was all about the baby's room. We got the bed put together and stuff. It's looking really cute in there. All puppy-themed stuff. Hopefully he likes dogs. Not that he has a choice! We stayed up till like 2:30 in the morning doing stuff. Good times with the wife.

Sunday I went to Alana's house to record and play some games. The show turned out really good. Almost 2 hours! Then we played a little Gears 2 and Left 4 Dead. I think I've turned the corner on L4D, to the point that I wouldn't mind buying it. I still think it's a little light on the features, but the new Survival mode was really fun. Of course, in order for all 3 of us to play together, I have to buy a copy and be online. Still kind of chaps my ass.

I'm in the market for a copy of Wolverine for the Xbox 360. Just waiting to find a sale or used copy. I'm not paying $60. It's against my religion.

Corporate Crap

So, I worked overnight at Kohl's last night. Around 10:30 I was called into the store manager's office. Everyone was called in individually, so it wasn't like I was singled out. Anyway, I was given a warning because of my attendance. Basically I've been late or called in like 26 times. Mostly late. So, I signed the sheet and said "thank you" like a good worker bee.

Of course, now that I've had some time to think about it, it's a little irritating. You're late if it's more than 5 minutes. I wasn't aware they were such sticklers for time. What really brings this one home is the fact that they're worried about us being late by more than 5 minutes, but the people up there that don't bathe on a regular basis get a pass.

And how about the guy that either comes into work drunk or gets drunk through the course of the night? It's common knowledge that he's never sober, and everybody looks the other way. Meanwhile he's shaking like a leaf and smells like liquor is seeping out of his pores.

Basically, we need to get a handle on this attendance thing. It's become a real problem. Sure, you come in clean and sober and do your work. Sure, you're able to string a sentence together and form a coherent thought. But, heaven forbid you come in 6 minutes late. That's the real crime.

Stupid company policies really piss me off. I'm an adult. I'm not coming in and whacking it in the bra department. Just leave me alone and let me do my job!

They Keep Pulling Me Back In!

I hate Kohls. Well, that's not exactly true. I don't hate the store itself. I hate some of the people that work there. You know what I hate more than them? I hate being put on the spot. Let me explain.

I worked overnight Monday night. Then I worked at my day job until 8:30 p.m. on Tuesday. Then, I came home and the stuff with Buttercup happened, so I didn't get a ton of sleep. Then I found out I had to work late at my day job again for testing even though I was scheduled at Kohls. Of course, my day job takes priority, so I called Kohls and told them I won't be in. This is where everything goes sideways.

The guy I talked to is a huge douchebag. He's the type that's married to the store. He stays late and goes above and beyond. A real cock smoker. Anyway, he proceeds to tell me how late he'll be there, so when I'm done at my other job I can still come in. I'm to call him later and update him. Thanks, douchenozzle. I gave you the opportunity to call someone in to cover for my shift, but instead you want to make me jump through hoops because you're too hopped up on Mountain Dew and (probably) meth that you can't think straight.

So, I call him back around 10:30 p.m. to let him know that I just got done and still won't be in because I haven't had any sleep and if I work overnight, I will be a zombie at my day job.

I was almost out. I could see the light at the end of the tunnel. But no...

"When do you work next?"
"Saturday", I say.
"Can you work on Thursday? I'm losing people like flies."
"uh...um...ok."
"Great! See you Thursday."

And I'm boned. What the hell do you say? I was caught completely off guard. You know how you always try to anticipate what the other person will say on calls like that? I mean, before you call you go through the scenarios in your mind so you have something on deck to respond with. That was not one of the scenarios I went through.

And you know the longer you sit there and uh and um the more they know you're trying to think of an excuse. And for some reason, it's not acceptable to tell the complete and total truth in those situations.

"Can you work on Thursday?"
"Honestly, I would rather cut my dick off with a rusty coat hanger."
"Ok, see you Saturday!"

For some reason, I don't think that would fly.

Back To The Funny

I took a couple days off from my last post because I didn't really have much to say. Well, that's not exactly true. I typed up a little something yesterday about some political stuff, but decided to just leave it unpublished. I'm going to get back to funny Gemini, not asshole Gemini. Although some would say that funny Gemini is a myth, much like the female g-spot. And you know what? That hurts a little.

We worked at Kohl's last night. I came across a sweet Gears of War hat. I think I'm gonna get it.

We have a new girl up there lately. She is an interesting chick. And I use the term chick loosely. Seriously, I'm not a fashionista. My idea of hot apparel is basketball shorts and a t-shirt with Spider-Man on it. But, some people just have zero ability to dress themselves in any sort of style that relates to their gender or age.

Basically, the two times she's worked, she's worn men's jeans and a t-shirt with a wolf or tiger on it. Very 50-year old lesbian-ish. I mean, to own those type of shirts you either have to be in like 6th grade or in a committed, sexless relationship with a jean-shorts wearing lesbian. There's not really any middle ground there.

The funny thing is, she had moved away with this guy she was in love with. That begs the question, what does this guy look like?! I mean, you have to be a pretty dorky guy to look at the giant tiger t-shirt and Levi's and go, "I'd hit it".

But, I don't mean to be a hater. Some people just don't know. Anybody that looks at me probably thinks the same thing.

Kohl's Smells

I worked last night at Kohls. It was pretty lame. I'm sure you're thinking "how can it be lame? It's a night job at fucking Kohls!", to which I would say "the people there stink. I mean literally, they smell."

I spent most of my night pondering the how's and why's as to the type of people that work strictly overnight jobs and, furthermore, why those same people tend to have body odor. The lack of bathing immediatly springs to mind. Is there some connection between sleeping all day and not showering? I usually shower before I go in. Makes me feel good to be clean and dingleberry free.

Anyway, I'm going to try to write something here on a daily basis. I imagine that this will last upwards of 2 days, but I'm going to go ahead and proclaim it anyway. I think it may help me hone my chops, as it were.

What is honing, anyway?

Fireworks And A Three Day Weekend

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Originally uploaded by Gemini Ace

It was nice to have a three day weekend. I was scheduled to work at Kohl's on Saturday night, but I called in sick. We had both asked for it off, but they scheduled me anyway. Not cool.

We went to Alana's and hung out for a while. They had fireworks out there, which was cool. I tried to take pictures with my phone with varying results.

We're going to get new phones come October when our T-Mobile plan runs out. We're thinking about going with Verizon and getting the Glyde or something else like it. I don't really want the iPhone because I don't want to be tied down to Apple and iTunes.

Anyway, it was a good weekend. Played a bunch of UT3 on my PS3. I might be almost done with the campaign. I've been seeing people that are playing it on the 360. I'm hoping Epic adds trophies to it since they had to give it cheevos on the 360.

Wearing Pants Is Overrated

I've been super busy this week so I haven't had time to post anything. Here's a quick update on where I am, what I'm doing, and why I'm doing it. (It may not be that detailed, but damn that sounded good.)

I got my package from Amazon earlier this week. The post office didn't screw me on this one. Shocker! They still haven't called me about anything, but what do you expect? I did e-mail Woot.com and ask them about it. They actually refunded my money! I was amazed and happy. Now that's customer service!

Speaking of Woot, they had a woot off today. It wasn't that great. I didn't buy anything. They did have a USB missile launcher, but I missed that one. Dammit!

I started my overnight job at Kohl's this week. It's not too bad, although working overnight then going to your regular day job does wear a brotha out. It's a decent job and a good way to get some money into savings, so I'm all for it. Rhea works there, too.

We took Baylee and Buttercup to the vet this evening for shots. Baylee threw up on me on the way home. Poor baby. I'm not very happy with her because she's decided that chewing on electronic cords is a fun thing to do. She chewed my play and charge cable to my 360, the power cord to my router, and one of my CAT-5 cables. WTF? Buffy and Butter never did that. I sprayed all the cords with some stuff that's supposed to taste really bad. Hopefully that will deter her.

It's time for Lost, so I'm gonna end it here.

Peace out!