A Few Thoughts...
Ode to the Blog
Given that you're reading my blog, I figure it's fitting for me to announce that the most online-looked-up word of 2004 is, in fact, "Blog". Apparently, news articles about how blogs were affecting the voting outcome of the US Presidential Election drove people to look it up.
Ode to Earth
The day after watching a so-so The Day After Tomorrow disaster movie, I came across a news article that spoke a more real tale, that had eerie similarities to the movie. It's worth a read.
Ode to Sly
With 7 or 8 English movie channels, I get my fill of decent recent blockbusters. And then there are re-occuring movies, or movies that get shown based on their stars. For example, I've seen broadcasted so many Stallone movies since coming, that it's almost embarrassing. Rambo 1, 2, 3, Rocky 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, Demolition Man, Get Carter and more. But while some of you may get on my case, Stallone's actually not a bad actor!... at least in some movies. For example, when I watch the Rocky movies, I actually think he passes for a GOOD actor. He's natural, he doesn't overact, and he actually plays a good down-to-earth kind of guy. So, I looked him up on IMDB and found out that one of his first movie gigs was a porno called The Party at Kitty and Stud's (where he played Stud). This movie was later re-released under "The Italian Stallion", after his Rocky success. Go figure.
December 02, 2004
November 29, 2004
Boxers or Briefs?
To tell you the truth, I'm not sure why the question comes up as much as it does. Really... does it matter? And there are so many more options now that it's no longer just between boxers and briefs.
I'm a briefs guy, myself. I've bought a pair of boxers, but I only wear them when I find I've run out of clean underwear. So, I consider them backup. I find the freedom a little too overwhelming, and I prefer knowing that things are where I last left them.
However, last year, I picked up a pack of boxer briefs by Prodigy, and they've been great! They're less embarrassing to be seen in than the tighty whities, and they make you feel like you're one of the Mr. Abs seen on the boxes. My boxer briefs come down mid-thigh, and they're SO comfortable. I can be happy wearing these around the house, which I wouldn't do in my briefs alone. They're also great for keeping my legs warmer during cold days.
Unfortunately, with the last point, the boxer briefs are a little too hugging and warm when the weather's 20+, like it often is here in Taiwan, even as we enter December. Some of the guys competing in the UFC wear shorts that seem like they'd be comfy as underwear. They're like my boxer briefs but stop just below the cash and prizes. I should find a pair of those.
But then, while at the Living Mall in Taipei with SC, we came across some real gems of underwear. Hmm... maybe I'll need to revise my underwear purchase plan and get one of these.
To tell you the truth, I'm not sure why the question comes up as much as it does. Really... does it matter? And there are so many more options now that it's no longer just between boxers and briefs.
I'm a briefs guy, myself. I've bought a pair of boxers, but I only wear them when I find I've run out of clean underwear. So, I consider them backup. I find the freedom a little too overwhelming, and I prefer knowing that things are where I last left them.
However, last year, I picked up a pack of boxer briefs by Prodigy, and they've been great! They're less embarrassing to be seen in than the tighty whities, and they make you feel like you're one of the Mr. Abs seen on the boxes. My boxer briefs come down mid-thigh, and they're SO comfortable. I can be happy wearing these around the house, which I wouldn't do in my briefs alone. They're also great for keeping my legs warmer during cold days.
Unfortunately, with the last point, the boxer briefs are a little too hugging and warm when the weather's 20+, like it often is here in Taiwan, even as we enter December. Some of the guys competing in the UFC wear shorts that seem like they'd be comfy as underwear. They're like my boxer briefs but stop just below the cash and prizes. I should find a pair of those.
But then, while at the Living Mall in Taipei with SC, we came across some real gems of underwear. Hmm... maybe I'll need to revise my underwear purchase plan and get one of these.
November 26, 2004
"What are you?" When people ask me about my or my family's background, my answer always depends on who's asking. I'm either Taiwanese, Chinese, CBC, or Canadian - making me a racial paradox.
By Nationality, I'm Canadian, and that's the answer I almost always give when I'm away from Canada. When asked within Canada, or by a Canadian, I assume they know I'm Canadian and so I usually reply with Taiwanese. If asked when in China, I usually say I'm Chinese or my parents are from Taiwan (without saying I'm "Taiwanese", to avoid sparking unnecessary controversy) - I tend to just agree with them that we are all alike, although I may not think we're anything alike.
My three choices are also convenient labels to make myself the same as or different from the people I'm talking to as desired. If I'm with my Taiwanese friends, I'm Taiwanese "like you", but I'm a CBC. While proud to be Taiwanese, I'm selective in choosing which Taiwanese characteristics I want to be associated with. I pride certain Taiwanese values and traditions, but take a strong Western views and dislike so many customs here in Taiwan. At the same time, I wouldn't follow the "Westerner"'s family value system either. By race, I'm Chinese, but I'm not Chinese. I'm Canadian, like all Canadians, but of a Taiwanese background, which makes me different from many. So where does that leave me? I guess that's what makes a CBC... a bit of everything, not fully anything.
CBCs (a term I use loosely to include many Canadian Born Asians) definitely have their own culture. In some ways, they're a race of their own, while not necessarily being of the same ethnic race at all. Fluency in their ethnic tongue is rare, and they often can't stand hearing new immigrants speaking their native language amongst themselves, not willing to assimilate into their new environment. Unfortunately, many CBCs suffer from poor English abilities as well, not having the chance to speak at home. At least in Vancouver, CBCs' friends are often other CBCs (or CBAsians), usually with room for a Caucasian or two (or some mixes) who are oddly open to the idea of being "the white guy" and joking about it. Of course, English is generally the main language spoken, but so often you'll hear Chinese words come up, because quite frankly, those are the only words we know to describe certain things. Typical CBC activities are a mix between Western and Asian activities (sports and outdoor activities, bubble tea, karaoke). CBC's also share an understanding of family values, strict parents, traditions they consider dumb and unnecessary, and other traditionally Asian anecdotes. In an abrupt end, that's my babble on CBCs.
A short page describing Chinese Canadians speaks about our roots, not in family, but those in immigration.
What are your thoughts?
By Nationality, I'm Canadian, and that's the answer I almost always give when I'm away from Canada. When asked within Canada, or by a Canadian, I assume they know I'm Canadian and so I usually reply with Taiwanese. If asked when in China, I usually say I'm Chinese or my parents are from Taiwan (without saying I'm "Taiwanese", to avoid sparking unnecessary controversy) - I tend to just agree with them that we are all alike, although I may not think we're anything alike.
My three choices are also convenient labels to make myself the same as or different from the people I'm talking to as desired. If I'm with my Taiwanese friends, I'm Taiwanese "like you", but I'm a CBC. While proud to be Taiwanese, I'm selective in choosing which Taiwanese characteristics I want to be associated with. I pride certain Taiwanese values and traditions, but take a strong Western views and dislike so many customs here in Taiwan. At the same time, I wouldn't follow the "Westerner"'s family value system either. By race, I'm Chinese, but I'm not Chinese. I'm Canadian, like all Canadians, but of a Taiwanese background, which makes me different from many. So where does that leave me? I guess that's what makes a CBC... a bit of everything, not fully anything.
CBCs (a term I use loosely to include many Canadian Born Asians) definitely have their own culture. In some ways, they're a race of their own, while not necessarily being of the same ethnic race at all. Fluency in their ethnic tongue is rare, and they often can't stand hearing new immigrants speaking their native language amongst themselves, not willing to assimilate into their new environment. Unfortunately, many CBCs suffer from poor English abilities as well, not having the chance to speak at home. At least in Vancouver, CBCs' friends are often other CBCs (or CBAsians), usually with room for a Caucasian or two (or some mixes) who are oddly open to the idea of being "the white guy" and joking about it. Of course, English is generally the main language spoken, but so often you'll hear Chinese words come up, because quite frankly, those are the only words we know to describe certain things. Typical CBC activities are a mix between Western and Asian activities (sports and outdoor activities, bubble tea, karaoke). CBC's also share an understanding of family values, strict parents, traditions they consider dumb and unnecessary, and other traditionally Asian anecdotes. In an abrupt end, that's my babble on CBCs.
A short page describing Chinese Canadians speaks about our roots, not in family, but those in immigration.
What are your thoughts?
November 20, 2004
The time was 11:09pm, Friday night. I was on my double-pedaled speed rocket heading into the office to check on some unfinished work. The night, dark. The wind, blowing. Out of nowhere, a barking, growling brown dog catches me off guard, chasing me on my twin-wheeler from the left side. The surprise throws my off natural courageousness and I let out a loud "WAAAAHhhhh!!!", as my bike wobbles. Just then, a black dog appears on my right, chasing, growling, and barking. But after the initial shock, I collect myself and know that the only way to survive a dual canine mugging is to keep on pedalling.
As I reach the next block, heart still pumping, I steer onto the left sidewalk. Both dogs follow. But cleverly, I get close enough to the edge of the sidewalk to eliminate any room for a dog to follow suit, so the black dog runs at a short distance on the abandoned road. After another half a block, I figure these dogs will turn back having had their fun. It was just another one of their "numbers" on a Friday night. Sure enough, a few seconds later, the tandem attackers turn away, and my heart slows down to just a rapid thumping. I'm sure they trotted back chuckling about their accomplishments. Meanwhile, I was left questioning my own bravery having over-reacted to stray dogs coming out of thin air.
So, I ask the dogs now... WAS IT WORTH IT!? Was this petty violation worth it? Was taking away a man's dignity worth the few laughs you got out of it? (and you can bet the first thing I did after I let out my human yelp was look around to see if anyone saw)
I recognize those dogs. I've seen them hanging out with their friends, lying on the grass, rolling around without a care in the world. Dogs with no responsibilities, no future, and no respect. Punk dogs, I call them. But their time will come. I assure you. I'm plotting my revenge now.
I'm in Asia. I will catch them, and then I will eat them.
As I reach the next block, heart still pumping, I steer onto the left sidewalk. Both dogs follow. But cleverly, I get close enough to the edge of the sidewalk to eliminate any room for a dog to follow suit, so the black dog runs at a short distance on the abandoned road. After another half a block, I figure these dogs will turn back having had their fun. It was just another one of their "numbers" on a Friday night. Sure enough, a few seconds later, the tandem attackers turn away, and my heart slows down to just a rapid thumping. I'm sure they trotted back chuckling about their accomplishments. Meanwhile, I was left questioning my own bravery having over-reacted to stray dogs coming out of thin air.
So, I ask the dogs now... WAS IT WORTH IT!? Was this petty violation worth it? Was taking away a man's dignity worth the few laughs you got out of it? (and you can bet the first thing I did after I let out my human yelp was look around to see if anyone saw)
I recognize those dogs. I've seen them hanging out with their friends, lying on the grass, rolling around without a care in the world. Dogs with no responsibilities, no future, and no respect. Punk dogs, I call them. But their time will come. I assure you. I'm plotting my revenge now.
I'm in Asia. I will catch them, and then I will eat them.
November 17, 2004
Weekend recap:
- Friday night, caught a free saxophone concert by chance in a park
- Saturday evening, dinner with AJ and MC at a yummy (albeit expensive Japanese restaurant)
- Sunday afternoon, went to the Living Mall with SC... such a cool mall! Also caught some of a wheelchair ballroom dancing event. Totally weird!
Some neato pictures (and some laughable ones!) at my imagestation account.
I "drove" a scooter for the first time today!! It was very spur of the moment as I was stepping out of the office with my coworker, me going to my bike, him going to his scooter. And I had a question for him about his scooter, and he asked if I wanted to ride... so of course I couldn't pass up the opportunity!
Now, it's a law that all scooter riders must wear a helmet, but he didn't have a second one. He said it wouldn't be a big deal... so he drove out of the parking lot, and I walked out to the street. Just then, a police car drove by. Whew... it didn't stop. So, I got on the scooter with his helmet on, and he got on behind me. First thoughts on driving a scooter, it's a little weird, and not that easy to control. Just takes some getting used to. Not far from our starting point, we pass a police officer standing by a car... was he a police? hmm... not sure. Yep, he was. So, my coworker tells me to go a little faster to get away, and he reaches from behind me and speeds us up. At the end of the street, we trade places and he drives us back to the office. Just as we arrive, a police car drives by again... I duck behind my coworker.
Someone out there doesn't want me riding a scooter. heheh...
BUT, I'm persistent. I've already scheduled to have another coworker teach me to ride tomorrow night. Step 1 to owning my own scooter!!
- Friday night, caught a free saxophone concert by chance in a park
- Saturday evening, dinner with AJ and MC at a yummy (albeit expensive Japanese restaurant)
- Sunday afternoon, went to the Living Mall with SC... such a cool mall! Also caught some of a wheelchair ballroom dancing event. Totally weird!
Some neato pictures (and some laughable ones!) at my imagestation account.
I "drove" a scooter for the first time today!! It was very spur of the moment as I was stepping out of the office with my coworker, me going to my bike, him going to his scooter. And I had a question for him about his scooter, and he asked if I wanted to ride... so of course I couldn't pass up the opportunity!
Now, it's a law that all scooter riders must wear a helmet, but he didn't have a second one. He said it wouldn't be a big deal... so he drove out of the parking lot, and I walked out to the street. Just then, a police car drove by. Whew... it didn't stop. So, I got on the scooter with his helmet on, and he got on behind me. First thoughts on driving a scooter, it's a little weird, and not that easy to control. Just takes some getting used to. Not far from our starting point, we pass a police officer standing by a car... was he a police? hmm... not sure. Yep, he was. So, my coworker tells me to go a little faster to get away, and he reaches from behind me and speeds us up. At the end of the street, we trade places and he drives us back to the office. Just as we arrive, a police car drives by again... I duck behind my coworker.
Someone out there doesn't want me riding a scooter. heheh...
BUT, I'm persistent. I've already scheduled to have another coworker teach me to ride tomorrow night. Step 1 to owning my own scooter!!
November 11, 2004
November 09, 2004
Busyness busyness busyness busyness busyness busyness busyness busyness busyness busyness busyness busyness busyness busyness busyness busyness rest busyness busyness busyness busyness busyness busyness busyness busyness busyness busyness busyness.
In the midst of all this busyness, I finally got some rest. This past weekend in Taipei was a good one. Lots of time spent indoors, and two nights of sleeping that went uninterrupted by a reason to wake up other than lunch. That's not to say I didn't go out, but at least there was no copius amounts of walking, and I ended the weekend without aching feet. Seems like a while since I've had the pleasure.
I need to eat more, and very quickly. I don't feel like I get hungry often, but it seems like certainweight scales report very different weights. One weight scale this past weekend announced that I had lost some 8 lbs and was quickly nearing the ideal weight... for girls! Anyway, gonna start back on my Power Meal and Protein.
Groundbreaking news! Today was the groundbreaking ceremony for our new office building, to be built over the next year right behind the building I'm working in. The new building will become the eventual home for my team. In true Taiwanese fashion, a big ceremony was held. There was an announcement by the CEO, some firecrackers blown, some ceremonial gifts to the Gods (actually, I'm not sure what it was for), lots of paper burned to bring good luck, more firecrackers blown hanging from an excavator's shovel, and the final formal ground breaking. The ground breaking was performed by the company directors, 8-9 of them, using golden shovels. It was big pimpin'. At the end of the day, a conclusion is drawn: Taiwanese people like to burn things.
(the part above was written on Monday, the part below was written on Tuesday)
Groundshaking news! At around midnight my time, I experienced an earthquake. It was my second one (third officially, but I didn't feel the first one) in the last month. The first one I felt was a more violent shake and only lasted about 2 seconds. This one was less violent, although still shaky, and lasted 30 +/- seconds. I even had enough time to wonder whether I should continue MSNing with my friend VS in North Carolina. After the excitement, it was back to watching Rocky 2 on TV.
In the midst of all this busyness, I finally got some rest. This past weekend in Taipei was a good one. Lots of time spent indoors, and two nights of sleeping that went uninterrupted by a reason to wake up other than lunch. That's not to say I didn't go out, but at least there was no copius amounts of walking, and I ended the weekend without aching feet. Seems like a while since I've had the pleasure.
I need to eat more, and very quickly. I don't feel like I get hungry often, but it seems like certainweight scales report very different weights. One weight scale this past weekend announced that I had lost some 8 lbs and was quickly nearing the ideal weight... for girls! Anyway, gonna start back on my Power Meal and Protein.
Groundbreaking news! Today was the groundbreaking ceremony for our new office building, to be built over the next year right behind the building I'm working in. The new building will become the eventual home for my team. In true Taiwanese fashion, a big ceremony was held. There was an announcement by the CEO, some firecrackers blown, some ceremonial gifts to the Gods (actually, I'm not sure what it was for), lots of paper burned to bring good luck, more firecrackers blown hanging from an excavator's shovel, and the final formal ground breaking. The ground breaking was performed by the company directors, 8-9 of them, using golden shovels. It was big pimpin'. At the end of the day, a conclusion is drawn: Taiwanese people like to burn things.
(the part above was written on Monday, the part below was written on Tuesday)
Groundshaking news! At around midnight my time, I experienced an earthquake. It was my second one (third officially, but I didn't feel the first one) in the last month. The first one I felt was a more violent shake and only lasted about 2 seconds. This one was less violent, although still shaky, and lasted 30 +/- seconds. I even had enough time to wonder whether I should continue MSNing with my friend VS in North Carolina. After the excitement, it was back to watching Rocky 2 on TV.
October 29, 2004
It's been a busy week here, but I'll just give a quick update.
I've passed my 3-month probation at work, and that's a good thing. Not that there was ever any doubt, but it was still a hurdle and now the opportunities of getting fired are slimmer. I celebrated by getting myself a landline for my apartment. It was installed today, and I tested it with a dial-up connection to a free ISP. I'll go buy me a simple phone over the weekend, and that will be that. Since then, I've been looking at Skype as an alternative for making long distance calls, and not just for free PC-to-PC chats. They have some very good rates on PC-to-PSTN calls, so I might have to look into that a little more.
Halloween is among us... even here in Asia. In recent years, halloween costumes have made their way to store owners around this country. This morning, my worker's son's kindergarden class came to our company and had a little "sing-a-song" performance all made up in their costumes. He (the son) attends an American-Immersion kindergarden class, so that might be a reason they got to celebrate. But it's becoming a little more common for trick-or-treating, although still not widely followed. Kids can go trick-or-treating under supervision, but they're usually taken along a predetermined and pre-agreed path. In other words, the stores or companies or homes (?) that the kids visit are aware that these kids will be coming. I guess it's still not safe to be knocking at some stranger's door, or having strangers knock at your door.
I am missing an opportunity to be a groomsman in a wedding next year, but we'll make up for it by making me the Best Man at a wedding at the end of this year. The role of a Best Man in Taiwanese weddings appear to be much less demanding than those for western weddings. I don't even have to make a speech! Whew. There's much for me to learn about Taiwanese weddings, but one thing I've learned is that things move along much quicker. It's preferred that the time between engagement to wedding be as short as possible. While weddings in the western world take a good year to prepare for, weddings here should take place within 2 months of engagement. However, they're only half-day events here, and not nearly as stressful. Should be fun.
-- new --
Oo Oo! I just got a letter from BT! A Happy Halloween card. Perfect timing because if I got it 1 hr later, I would have received it after Halloween! Thanks BT! But with $5, $10, $5, $10000, $10000, $10, and a "Happy Halloween", my Cash O'Lantern Scratch n' Win was a no winner for me. Guess I'll just keep working hard at this job I have and await the next Scratch n' Win to bring me home to Canada.
I've passed my 3-month probation at work, and that's a good thing. Not that there was ever any doubt, but it was still a hurdle and now the opportunities of getting fired are slimmer. I celebrated by getting myself a landline for my apartment. It was installed today, and I tested it with a dial-up connection to a free ISP. I'll go buy me a simple phone over the weekend, and that will be that. Since then, I've been looking at Skype as an alternative for making long distance calls, and not just for free PC-to-PC chats. They have some very good rates on PC-to-PSTN calls, so I might have to look into that a little more.
Halloween is among us... even here in Asia. In recent years, halloween costumes have made their way to store owners around this country. This morning, my worker's son's kindergarden class came to our company and had a little "sing-a-song" performance all made up in their costumes. He (the son) attends an American-Immersion kindergarden class, so that might be a reason they got to celebrate. But it's becoming a little more common for trick-or-treating, although still not widely followed. Kids can go trick-or-treating under supervision, but they're usually taken along a predetermined and pre-agreed path. In other words, the stores or companies or homes (?) that the kids visit are aware that these kids will be coming. I guess it's still not safe to be knocking at some stranger's door, or having strangers knock at your door.
I am missing an opportunity to be a groomsman in a wedding next year, but we'll make up for it by making me the Best Man at a wedding at the end of this year. The role of a Best Man in Taiwanese weddings appear to be much less demanding than those for western weddings. I don't even have to make a speech! Whew. There's much for me to learn about Taiwanese weddings, but one thing I've learned is that things move along much quicker. It's preferred that the time between engagement to wedding be as short as possible. While weddings in the western world take a good year to prepare for, weddings here should take place within 2 months of engagement. However, they're only half-day events here, and not nearly as stressful. Should be fun.
-- new --
Oo Oo! I just got a letter from BT! A Happy Halloween card. Perfect timing because if I got it 1 hr later, I would have received it after Halloween! Thanks BT! But with $5, $10, $5, $10000, $10000, $10, and a "Happy Halloween", my Cash O'Lantern Scratch n' Win was a no winner for me. Guess I'll just keep working hard at this job I have and await the next Scratch n' Win to bring me home to Canada.
October 21, 2004
Random thoughts from various days...
Tropical weather is so completely unpredictable that Yahoo's online weather forecast can't even keep up to the day. While yesterday was sun sun sun, and today's Yahoo forecast calls for cloud over the next few days, one can be drenched in under 10 seconds standing outside.
Yesterday was the first time in 2+ years for me to wear an Iron Ring. My sister brought my replacement after I had lost my original, and this one fits a little better -- perhaps because of the warmer weather. I think this ring bares a little more meaning here away from Canada than it did back home.
It's been a year since playing in any tournaments, so I have a feeling I'm going to lose my foosball ranking soon. See here. I've already been taken off all other charts. :( But I'm still on this list. Sigh... too bad I couldn't play more. I think I had potential. Even Moya was shocked by my ability to unleash from the back 2-bar. Oh well.
For the person who doesn't care about good quality photos but loves neat gadgets: 007 Digital Camera
I saw a huge snail this morning, and it was unlike any other I had seen. It's body was some 3" - 4", and it had a spiral shell that spun into a cone (as opposed to the more rounded ones found on the backs of garden snails in Canada). At the fattest part of the shell, it was probably 2" in diameter. Any bigger and you would have wanted to pick it up to hear the sea... but you'd be disappointed because there'd be no sea... just snail slime dripping into your ear.
On my way home last night at 1am, I counted four dogs sleeping in the streets. It's kind of odd to see this, because in Canada we have laws obliging owners to keep their dogs on a leash. Hard to say whether these were strays or owned. You walk right past them, and they pay no mind to you. It was when I got closer to home that a dog on a leash scared the sh.t out of me barking, jumping, and growling. Thank god that dog was tied up.
My cousin had a baby girl today. Yay for me who gets to play with her and send her back to mommy for poopy clean-up.
Tropical weather is so completely unpredictable that Yahoo's online weather forecast can't even keep up to the day. While yesterday was sun sun sun, and today's Yahoo forecast calls for cloud over the next few days, one can be drenched in under 10 seconds standing outside.
Yesterday was the first time in 2+ years for me to wear an Iron Ring. My sister brought my replacement after I had lost my original, and this one fits a little better -- perhaps because of the warmer weather. I think this ring bares a little more meaning here away from Canada than it did back home.
It's been a year since playing in any tournaments, so I have a feeling I'm going to lose my foosball ranking soon. See here. I've already been taken off all other charts. :( But I'm still on this list. Sigh... too bad I couldn't play more. I think I had potential. Even Moya was shocked by my ability to unleash from the back 2-bar. Oh well.
For the person who doesn't care about good quality photos but loves neat gadgets: 007 Digital Camera
I saw a huge snail this morning, and it was unlike any other I had seen. It's body was some 3" - 4", and it had a spiral shell that spun into a cone (as opposed to the more rounded ones found on the backs of garden snails in Canada). At the fattest part of the shell, it was probably 2" in diameter. Any bigger and you would have wanted to pick it up to hear the sea... but you'd be disappointed because there'd be no sea... just snail slime dripping into your ear.
On my way home last night at 1am, I counted four dogs sleeping in the streets. It's kind of odd to see this, because in Canada we have laws obliging owners to keep their dogs on a leash. Hard to say whether these were strays or owned. You walk right past them, and they pay no mind to you. It was when I got closer to home that a dog on a leash scared the sh.t out of me barking, jumping, and growling. Thank god that dog was tied up.
My cousin had a baby girl today. Yay for me who gets to play with her and send her back to mommy for poopy clean-up.
October 15, 2004
My friend Jasper had an interesting story to relay to me over MSN. Here it is:
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well, I left work at just before 2PM...I had been feeling nauseous all day, so I left. My boss was totally fine with it....I hadn't missed a day of work since I started a year ago this week (how fitting).
so...I'm 4 blocks away, so I was walking back and decided to go into Future Shop really quickly to buy a DVD I was thinking of picking up.....I was there a few days ago and thought it would be good to have something to watch since I was sick...totally innocent intentions. (home is 4 blocks away from work, Future Shop is on the way)
So...I'm looking through the DVDs for a minute and then I turn a corner and MY BOSS is standing there looking at DVDs.
I'm thinking....oh shit...this will not look good, no matter what, even though I really am sick and on my way home...there's no way to make it look good....so I turned around and walked the other way.
(he's done at 2PM, that's why he was there)
So....I walk around for a few minutes, waiting for him to leave and hoping to hell that he didn't see me and wondering what the hell to do.
so he leaves about 5 min later after I have been walking around.
Then...I decide to leave and just get the hell out of there before anything worse can happen (famous last words).
On my way out...I stop at the front DVD rack one more time, because I was thinking of buying Total Recall...that's why I was there. So I picked up the box one more time, looked at it, and then said...fuck it, I can't afford to spend money, and put it back and turned to leave.....
and then....it happened.
I turn around and one of the Future Shop guys is staring me down and he's like...."You are being watched"
I'm like..."Excuse me? I'm being watched?"
He's like..."Yes, you are being watched. Drop whatever you have and leave."
I'm like..."Um...want to search me? I have nothing. I was thinking of buying this DVD (that he saw me pick up and put back without stepping away from the rack) but I changed my mind."
He says, "Don't make a crime out of it"
(little does this guy know but I've spent like $2K in that store, including my FIRST computer that I bought from him like 7 years ago....how ironic)
At this point, I felt even more sick and just walked out very slowly, so they could see how non-suspicious I was.
The guy totally didn't believe me at all.
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Total Recall DVD... $13.99
Jasper's lost wages because of a stupid union agreement where he would've made more money by staying home all day and calling in sick....$50
Jasper almost getting caught by his boss for doing nothing and getting kicked out of Future Shop...priceless.
There are some things that money can buy. For everything else, there's Jasper.
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well, I left work at just before 2PM...I had been feeling nauseous all day, so I left. My boss was totally fine with it....I hadn't missed a day of work since I started a year ago this week (how fitting).
so...I'm 4 blocks away, so I was walking back and decided to go into Future Shop really quickly to buy a DVD I was thinking of picking up.....I was there a few days ago and thought it would be good to have something to watch since I was sick...totally innocent intentions. (home is 4 blocks away from work, Future Shop is on the way)
So...I'm looking through the DVDs for a minute and then I turn a corner and MY BOSS is standing there looking at DVDs.
I'm thinking....oh shit...this will not look good, no matter what, even though I really am sick and on my way home...there's no way to make it look good....so I turned around and walked the other way.
(he's done at 2PM, that's why he was there)
So....I walk around for a few minutes, waiting for him to leave and hoping to hell that he didn't see me and wondering what the hell to do.
so he leaves about 5 min later after I have been walking around.
Then...I decide to leave and just get the hell out of there before anything worse can happen (famous last words).
On my way out...I stop at the front DVD rack one more time, because I was thinking of buying Total Recall...that's why I was there. So I picked up the box one more time, looked at it, and then said...fuck it, I can't afford to spend money, and put it back and turned to leave.....
and then....it happened.
I turn around and one of the Future Shop guys is staring me down and he's like...."You are being watched"
I'm like..."Excuse me? I'm being watched?"
He's like..."Yes, you are being watched. Drop whatever you have and leave."
I'm like..."Um...want to search me? I have nothing. I was thinking of buying this DVD (that he saw me pick up and put back without stepping away from the rack) but I changed my mind."
He says, "Don't make a crime out of it"
(little does this guy know but I've spent like $2K in that store, including my FIRST computer that I bought from him like 7 years ago....how ironic)
At this point, I felt even more sick and just walked out very slowly, so they could see how non-suspicious I was.
The guy totally didn't believe me at all.
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Total Recall DVD... $13.99
Jasper's lost wages because of a stupid union agreement where he would've made more money by staying home all day and calling in sick....$50
Jasper almost getting caught by his boss for doing nothing and getting kicked out of Future Shop...priceless.
There are some things that money can buy. For everything else, there's Jasper.
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