| Customer disservice. |
[15 Jun 2009|10:48pm] |
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"Si Demain" - Bonnie Tyler and Kareen Anton |
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Or rather, disservice from a customer.
I've spent the last month or so working part-time at a tuxedo shop (way to put that degree to good use, Simon!). It's nothing massive or world-shattering, but it pays and the work is something I can keep up with.
But we don't just carry men's tuxes; we've got tuxes for children. And children, as we all know, are my kryptonite.
So around 5:30 or so, a woman comes in lugging a bassinet under one arm and towing a boy behind her with the other. She declares that she wants to have her older son fitted for a tux, for such-and-such a wedding. I find the order form, start filling things in. This was when I got the first sign that something would go wrong: any time the kid so much as started to peek over the desk, the mother would scold him and tug him back.
In other words, the kid hasn't had his nap today, he's probably spent all day running errands with Mommy and is growing increasingly fidgety. Mommy, of course, doesn't understand why her kid won't sit still and behave--after all, she's not tired, so why should he be? This means that every thirty seconds or so, she's snapping at him.
Seems like everything's going okay ... the pants fit, the shirt fits, the jacket fits, and after a good chunk of hemming and hawing, we find a vest that fits. And then comes ... the shoes. Turns out the kid has short, wide feet. So toddler-10s are too narrow for him, and she declares that toddler-11s are too long. I go digging through the bins of children's shoes (which, far as I can tell, haven't been properly sorted in ages) trying to find a pair of 10-1/2s so we can exhaust the possibilities. And as I'm coming back with the pair in hand ... I find her on the phone, talking to another tux shop.
I really hope I don't need to point out how rude that is.
Meanwhile, the baby in the bassinet keeps threatening to cry from boredom. At long last, she declares that she's going to look for another store with the right kind of shoes. I give her a polite nod and apology and move on to the people who are returning a half-dozen tuxes, most of them hung on the weakest hangers.
I've got a headache tonight.
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| Spammity spam, wonderful spam ... |
[25 May 2009|03:00pm] |
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Caipirinha |
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Looking through the poor, neglected Gmail account that I so rarely use, I noticed an odd subject line:
"Your powerful uprise will excite women."
It left me wondering ... are armed rebellions that hot in the sack? I mean, really? I was willing to write it off, but a few lines farther down ...
"Revolution for unsatisfied couples."
Man. Military juntas must make for amazing lovers.
Actually, Kate Beaton already has the answer. A sexy revolution.
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| Ah, well. |
[07 Apr 2009|04:14pm] |
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So I got a response from Random House, to this effect:
"Y'know how you applied for that first-year associates program? Yeah, we decided not to do it this year after all."
... Salieri.
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| Hearing things. |
[01 Apr 2009|12:53am] |
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"Six Ecossaises," Beethoven |
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I think I might be going deaf in my right ear. Or possibly have some kind of infection.
Last couple of weeks I'll hear my pulse rather loudly in that ear once in a while. And today, tinnitus and mild pressure on the eardrum. I'll have to make an appointment with that new doctor, I guess.
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| Attendance is futile. |
[29 Mar 2009|02:34am] |
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Ballo di Fiore |
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So the campus medieval club gave a concert tonight.
It was a pleasant hour of music, dance, singing, and refreshments.
Three people came, outside of club members.
At least the music was good, even if there weren't too many ears for it to fall on.
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| Possible job? |
[26 Mar 2009|05:59pm] |
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So I interviewed with Eleutian Technologies yesterday. If I get the job, it means a part-time job teaching English to Koreans via teleconferencing.
It also means doing it on Korean time, admittedly, and it would mean probably missing Anime Expo and a few other things that would be kinda nice to do. Including walking for graduation, depending on the shift they assign me, now that I think of it. Hmm.
Well, this could be, uh ... hm.
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| Givin' it the ol' out-of-college try. |
[13 Mar 2009|02:57am] |
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"All that I needed (was you)" - Jermy Budd |
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So on a certain someone's suggestion, I put in an application for Random House's entry-level associate program (like a paid internship where they shuffle you from department to department for a year and then maybe offer you a job if they have an opening and like you a little).
It'd mean moving to New York for at least a year if I actually got hired and stuff ... but I'd also have a job in the publishing industry. And be living pretty much by myself.
Ambivalence reigns.
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| A music video of my own. Sorta. |
[03 Mar 2009|09:35pm] |
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See above. |
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So yeah, been on YouTube for a while, mostly just faving other people's videos and stuff. But I finally recorded one of my own.
Warning: it's loud. I'm still not sure how to record stuff on my camera, and I don't have anything that edits .mov files. Sorry all.
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| Music Meme. Yeah. |
[01 Mar 2009|06:00pm] |
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Capirinha |
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Official Rules:
1. Put your iPod or other music player on shuffle.
2. For each question, press the next button to get your answer.
3.YOU MUST WRITE THAT SONG NAME DOWN NO MATTER HOW SILLY IT SOUNDS!
NOTE: If something came up as "Track #" or had a title that was just a name and a number, I skipped it for the next one. This, unfortunately, happened rather often.
( And away we go. )
Wow. A lot of these were eerily appropriate. Like ... a heck of a lot.
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| Continued effort. |
[26 Feb 2009|01:21am] |
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"Get on the Bus" - Bound Together |
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So I put in an application with the City of Provo. Maybe that'll get me a nice secretary job or something. Here's hoping.
In the mean time ...
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| The frustration of the job hunt |
[10 Feb 2009|01:53am] |
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"The Rocking Grounds" - Final Fantasy III |
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This makes two jobs in a row that I've applied for, and then been told, "Hah, silly us! We're not hiring after all. Sucks to be you, fatboy."
... okay, so maybe not in so many words, but gosh darn is it ever frustrating.
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| Tweets for today |
[06 Feb 2009|07:01am] |
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"Death on the Snowfield" - OCRemix |
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Chirp.
Wark, kweh kweh!
BucCAW!
Tweedledeedledeet.
Cheepers cheepers.
Chirp.
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| Knight Games |
[06 Feb 2009|03:38am] |
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"Love Tropicana Deluxe" - Sister Mayo |
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So I got "knighted" today.
Which is to say, I I got pulled into an honorary Order in the medieval club for being a kinda nice person when I wasn't looking. Mainly, though, it's because the order I got put into is one that the club wants to bring my roommate into as a squire ... and they need someone to squire him to. Right place, right time, I guess.
Speaking of which, BYUSA is putting on its Knight Games festival tomorrow night/tonight from 8 to 11 pm. Any of you in the Provo area should totally come, if you can. Tickets should be cheap, and there will be plays, music, dancing, food, and a fencing tourney to watch.
So totally come. And such.
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| Is it too much to ask ... |
[24 Jan 2009|10:42pm] |
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"Love Tropicana Deluxe" - Sister Mayo |
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... that when you post something derisive about someone else, that you not use bad grammar in the middle of mocking their intelligence? Is it really that hard?
Seriously, people, do not start your comments with "Your an idiot" or I will find you and slap you around with my third-grade English textbook.
After I find my third-grade English textbook.
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| A vague huzzah. |
[04 Jan 2009|04:09pm] |
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Something by ABBA |
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So Grandma's book is now coded up to volume 2.
( A bit of explanation. . . )
Maybe I can take one of the dummy disks as an example of what I can do with enough encouragement. I feel vaguely proud.
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| Everything smells like wheat pudding. |
[30 Dec 2008|05:32pm] |
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The mp3 player. |
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I'm back in Ohio for a week, once again working on my grandmother's autobiography. I'll have it in HTML form if it kills me ... for now, the big thing is just dealing with how many images I have to scan. If I could just teach Mom how to work the scanner and save things as JPEGs, the scanning probably would've been done a year and a half ago and I could spend the time coding. But oh, well.
So I sit and scan and type and occasionally visit other sites just to keep my brain unfocused. I get to feel like a real editor, nudging things into a more coherent order and setting the pages up to look as good as they can on rush order. So yeah ... go me, or whatnot.
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| There's a time |
[14 Dec 2008|04:47pm] |
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"Angels We Have Heard on High" |
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There'll be a time when I'll worry and freak out about how my papers aren't done yet, how I can't find a job in Utah so I'll have to go back and live with my parents, and all that.
For now . . . the choir did an amazing job. I'm really proud of them. I'm grateful.
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| Better days. |
[10 Dec 2008|04:20pm] |
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Things are good right now. I'm glad for that.
The Yule Ball went well. And I'm no longer sore from all the dancing.
My last story for my writing class was received very well.
The other stories have been fun to read.
And classes are, in general, going nicely.
Now I just need to find a local job, if I can.
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| A bit of promotion for a friend. |
[26 Nov 2008|09:21pm] |
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"Jenny Pluck Pears" |
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Hey, all of you with possible interest in owning a chain mail (or is it chainmaille?) trinket:
Buy stuff from Catsie.
I just helped her set this gallery up last night, after two days of photography with her and some friends as models. As you can see, she's really good at what she does, and the things she makes are relatively inexpensive.
So . . . yeah. Buy stuff from Catsie.
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