Showing posts with label rant. Show all posts
Showing posts with label rant. Show all posts

Monday, December 13, 2010

While schedule sometimes requires it

I truly hate going to the movies Saturday night during football season. I'm a fan, a die hard Eagles football fan so on Sunday I am trying to do my laundry, relax and prepare to watch my team play football. Now granted nobody forces me to write my movie review blogs, but I do like to write them while the information is mostly fresh in my brain. Like leftovers I want to see what I still have a hankering for the next day after watching the movie so I can't do it that night. I do the trailer blogs the night of because they were trailers and whatever impression they left after I got done watching an hour and a half plus movie I want to get out there. The movies themselves again "how much of the directors world has remained".

This may seem a bit whiny, and I will admit for a none paid, unsponsored, unaffiliated blog I can do what I wish when I wish. And I do, but if I'm gonna do that I want to do it as best I can, even if it's sometimes forces time constraints later.

If you are reading my blogs I hope you enjoy(and when you find your voice speak up) I don't think December will see as much blogging as November, mainly because this is like my "vacation month" I like to kick back in December and recharge, kind of let my spirit soak up some human kindness and come back the next year raring to go. I will blog some this month but I doubt I will keep up with last months 70+ blog pace.

Friday, December 10, 2010

The beauty of promising a "chicken in every pot"

Not to toot my own horn, but I'm a pretty smart guy. Give me a book/manual/decent training class and I can get damn near anything. Those wonderful charts and figures that get put up when people discuss:deficits, tax cuts, government expenditures if I can see them full size and read the key on the side I can usually get the gist of what you talking about. Any term I don't understand I will hit google, websters, investor words, how stuff works, bing or whatever other source I may need to so that I can follow along with your argument/topic of discussion.

That's me though, see if something piques my interest I'm like a dog trying to get his beloved toy from under a chair. I'm gonna dig and scratch, try to get my shoulder/arm in there, run to someone seeking help, keep trying to find a way. That's not most people hell, I have come to believe that people have started creating lipper charts, Feng zwei curves, out da back door averages and you don't need to know so don't ask me reports JUST so they sound intelligent to the average person and you will stop questioning them and leave them alone if they seem to buttress your own position. Its 2010 most people in my age bracket have seen the results of Reaganomics from kindercare to adulthood.

We have seen our neighborhoods go from nice friendly places where we could play outside til the lights came on to desolate scenes from old westerns. Ghost towns where the lawless rule and the average persons goes about their day in fear hoping to stay under the radar. You hope to avoid the big rancher out to own every acre his eye can see, the drifting cowboys bored with the monotony of the trail so they have "just one night" to spice it up a bit.

When those at the top are allowed to ignore the rules(or buy them as they see fit), justice is based not on the incident but on your ability to pay for representation, a permanent "unclean" class is present and always decried as the "unstoppable" enemy while the people run around "defending" themselves from the enemy the haves keep all the spoils for themselves. As for the ne'er do wells hey all they need is a shadow to hide in. When justice is blinded by dollar signs who wants to call the law? Every negative encounter re-enforces the idea that they won't help us.

Look around now, isn't that what you see? The world going to hell while you and yours just try to survive? You don't have time for high minded ideas now do ya? Taking the time to research every last claim by somebody living in a gilded cage, eating off a silver spoon he doesn't know what your life is like. So let's say somebody who looks kinda like you tells you how it ain your fault, how if you just leave these folks over here (who by virtue of their past successes obviously know what their doing) alone that their success will lead to your success. And that as they are more successful you will see things improve for you, why they'll get so good on your side, if you put these folks in charge, that there'll be "a chicken in every pot".

Now you don't know who lipper is, or S&P but you know who chicken is. Hell look how many chicken proprietors are out there:Tyson, Purdue, The Colonel, Churches, Zaxby's, Popeyes, Mrs. Winners, Chic-Fil-A. Think of how inexpensive a chicken dinner usually is, its good, its quick all kinds of great memories for MOST people. Hell thinking about it can you name a bunch of "beef" companies? I mean you could name me a "burger joint" but even burger joints sell chicken. How about an actual brand of beef, you've got your super market meat department, might even be able to tell me who makes ya turkey sausage or your hot dogs. Ya steaks and pork chops though uh uh, not too many people in that game.

So you pick a cheap yet delicious item, an item that most people have dealings with on a regular. No nothing extravagant, nothing that's actually gonna put you out a few dimes, not Filet Mignon in every oven. Or a pan full(remember its only one chicken singular, might be able to feed a family of 4 2 days on 1 chicken) of Minions, NY strip, Prime Rib nah not that stuff that costs money. How about a pot full of lobsters? Yeah let's all be ballin, let's all be eating good give me that King Crab, that Caviar(beluga baby), Dom Peri in the glass, Private stock in the cup pimpin.

Nah, that's too much can't pull that off without people getting suspicious huh? KISS keep it simple stupid, a message people can understand and comprehend. Things that seem tried and true nothin fancy, elaborate or invasive. While not every chicken pusher sells it to you cheap, ain nothing like some tender, juicy chicken now is it.

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Friday, November 13, 2009

Definition: A lazy so and so

I'm gonna try to do this rant sans cursing will see how far I get before I have to cut and paste it into notepad and transfer it to multiply. I had a bad day yesterday, on my way to the bank I got into an accident I rear ended somebody, to make matters worse there was already backed up traffic on the highway so we really couldn't pull over I think we went like 3 miles before we were able to get to the shoulder talked to the state trooper, I got my ticket(I did rear end dude, it may have been a situational thing but I was the hitter not the hittee). Very little damage to his vehicle(I left a little paint), right front headlight bracket busted on the vehicle I was driving.

So like I said bad day, well today is a new day I had to go pick up a package from UPS and I noticed the house was out of trash bags, so I figured hey lets be a responsible adult there is a walmart right down the street from UPS I'll pick some up on my way back. Okay I get the package I mean was easy, The "it's a beautiful morning" song was starting to cue up in my head cause it looked like today was gonna be alright. So I stop at wally world find the trash bags, simple, get up to the self scan register no line, at a walmart no line, dude I should have known something was up but I swear that song was just playing away. Scan my item, click pay now slide in the one, kicked it back? Hmm okay let me try it again, kicked it back again okay let me try the 5 maybe it's full it full takes the five. Da hell? What did somebody slide me some counterfeit ones.

Side note, I have often said if one wanted to be an intelligent counterfeiter
That they would make fake 1's and 5's because by the time the feds figured
out that somebody how counterfeited them, that first bill would go from
Poughkipsie to Compton, because folks trade ones and fives back and forth
so often until someone actually thought to pen one of the bills it would have been
used as change 10 times over from store to gas station, to convenience store, restaurant
man think of how often you hand someone money and get a 5 and bunch of ones back
and then how quick you start passing those singles back out, how quick you hand somebody
5 for gas, or for a meal? I'd give the bill a week to make it to LA. And to make matters worse by the time you caught up will all the bills hopefully the intelligent person who did it would LEAVE THE DAMN COUNTRY. Look you gonna pull a job get non extradition money. Whats that enough money
to move to a country with no extradition treaty and live damn good. I'm talking live and not have to work
just lounge around laid back with a umbrellaed drink talking about some
"Lookin good Billy Ray" "Feeling good louis".

Okay back to the story now, so when I finally get it paid for(the girl behind the control desk for the you scan had to do it) the cashier explains to me yeah none of these machines take ones. I asked her why she said the repair guy had come in to work on it and said, and I quote "as long as it takes 5's,10's and 20's I don't care". For real your job is to fix things, you have an obvious problem. Your machine is not takin a denomination of money, so your basically gonna gum up the works because you hope everybody has large bills. I asked why they ain put a sign on the registers she said we ain allowed to put signs on them. I asked if they could put a "our service consultant is on crack thats why your self scan register will not take 1's" sign she laughed and I walked out the door. Fa real doh(yes I said it like that), how is your job gonna be to fix something and just because either it will take to long, or you just lazy you ain gonna do it. Aren't you paid to do it, Walmart gets a lot of customers I'm pretty sure these folks like the you scan feature because that way you ain gotta wait for a person to hand you out change and once you feed the machine all of the money OR swipe your card your golden.

But oh no, captain spanky feels that if you ain got plastic or you ain ballin with big bills in your pocket you don't need to be shopping at walmart. Man if Sam was alive he'd probably kick him in the tailbone and fire him on the spot(yes that was a close one was trying to figure out how to get that out with saying it). And I know walmart is paying good money for that sub par repairman right there because stuff like that is always a call out, and you know when you call for folks they are gonna bill you.  Lazy, I need his job I would have just fixed them all and called it a day. I don't care how long it takes my job is to keep things running smoothly I'm gonna do my job.

Okay rant over, lazy so and so see what I mean

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