Child prodigy Jack, spreading wings like Icarus.
Heidi. The size of the bricks has not been exaggerated.
Heidi again.
Heidi yet again.
Friday, June 17, 2005
Shameless Exploitation of Critters Cuter Than I
Child prodigy Jack, spreading wings like Icarus.
Heidi. The size of the bricks has not been exaggerated.
Heidi again.
Heidi yet again.
Morning Hickness
Sorry for the delay between postings, but the tangled wwweb they've wwwoven seems incapable of supporting my poor little neglected machine.
Anyway, City Stages is this weekend, but I'm gonna miss most of it, since i'm working. It's tempting to quit now with two minutes' notice instead of two weeks', but that's not good business ethics, or something. These days, companies can be bought and sold in less than two weeks; governments can topple in that time, and people can go from being married to divorced about four times in two weeks. But me not showing up every day to talk people out of buying gadgets would upset everything too much.
Now, if someone gave me an all-access pass, you know I'd be outa here. I'm certainly not going to miss any job that forbids me from surfing the net on the clock (even when it's just to answer a customer's question about a product). For their part, my cow-orkers have gotten used to the idea of getting all the commission I would be getting if I were selling what they were selling, as long as I don't hurt the store's numbers. The other day was one of the best Wednesdays we had on record, with one customer buying $3000 worth of toys on a whim. Naturally my colleague saw him first, and acted like he had accomplished something when the guy left. Separating a fool from his money is no great feat, but it can be profitable.
Speaking of fools with money, there's at least one who's done something right. I try not to take notice on the intrigues of celebrities, but when somebody steals my girl I can't just stand idly by. I haven't decided on a course of action yet, but I'm planning to watch Vanilla Sky, which should infuriate me with Tommy Boy all the more.
Oh, and I have an interview in Turkey next week with a Colorado-born man from Hunstville, or maybe it's some other way around. Naturally the district manager decided to put all hands on deck that day to rearrange all the merchandise for our post-Father's Day blowout. This will be the first sale of this kind in the Sharper Image's history, which goes to show you that even the early adopters are a discriminating bunch. So that means I'm working six days straight (as a part timer, mind you), and have to be in two places at once. You know your job isn't right for you when you hope to get an ultimatum that will push you over the edge. It's just that, if I'm gonna be fired, I want it to be spectacular. It's at least reassuring to know that nobody's failure is as memorable as yours.
Watch your six, Maverick.
Anyway, City Stages is this weekend, but I'm gonna miss most of it, since i'm working. It's tempting to quit now with two minutes' notice instead of two weeks', but that's not good business ethics, or something. These days, companies can be bought and sold in less than two weeks; governments can topple in that time, and people can go from being married to divorced about four times in two weeks. But me not showing up every day to talk people out of buying gadgets would upset everything too much.
Now, if someone gave me an all-access pass, you know I'd be outa here. I'm certainly not going to miss any job that forbids me from surfing the net on the clock (even when it's just to answer a customer's question about a product). For their part, my cow-orkers have gotten used to the idea of getting all the commission I would be getting if I were selling what they were selling, as long as I don't hurt the store's numbers. The other day was one of the best Wednesdays we had on record, with one customer buying $3000 worth of toys on a whim. Naturally my colleague saw him first, and acted like he had accomplished something when the guy left. Separating a fool from his money is no great feat, but it can be profitable.
Speaking of fools with money, there's at least one who's done something right. I try not to take notice on the intrigues of celebrities, but when somebody steals my girl I can't just stand idly by. I haven't decided on a course of action yet, but I'm planning to watch Vanilla Sky, which should infuriate me with Tommy Boy all the more.
Oh, and I have an interview in Turkey next week with a Colorado-born man from Hunstville, or maybe it's some other way around. Naturally the district manager decided to put all hands on deck that day to rearrange all the merchandise for our post-Father's Day blowout. This will be the first sale of this kind in the Sharper Image's history, which goes to show you that even the early adopters are a discriminating bunch. So that means I'm working six days straight (as a part timer, mind you), and have to be in two places at once. You know your job isn't right for you when you hope to get an ultimatum that will push you over the edge. It's just that, if I'm gonna be fired, I want it to be spectacular. It's at least reassuring to know that nobody's failure is as memorable as yours.
Watch your six, Maverick.
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