Rave On - John "Cougar" Mellancamp

I think we have all come to the conclusion that I do my best writing when I'm pissed about something, so here we go. Try this one on.

Ever notice that its the poor that keep on giving, if they have the money or not, whether it be the local charity or the local slot machine. So I work at this national chain store right now in Canada, and seeing as it was Christmas time they decided to throw us a Christmas party for all of our hours of dedicated work in an understaffed environment during the seasonal rush. Thinking I was in for a night of communal team building fun I signed up for the not quite festive shenanigans. On the day of the party I was informed I had to pick up a ticket. When I went to pick it up I was informed I had to pay $10 for my ticket to cover costs of the dinner, and that drink tickets were to be purchased ahead of time.

What the hell kind of company is this. A national chain, that can't go out of pocket for one night of fun for their over worked employees running their asses off for minimal wages. What the hell kind of Christmas party was this. I snapped, I balked, I walked out. I had more fun at the gym with my Ipod sitting on the bike for three hours; at least I could listen to the music I wanted this way. The thing that made the whole thing more insulting was that they already take off $4/cheque for social commitee dues ($100/year), and I still have to pay for everything at my own friggen Xmas Party. Hell I could have bought a year's subscription to Playboy for less than that and got more satisfaction out of the deal than my commitee dues. I think that's what I will do. Screw you Company X (I don't like to name names)...London Drugs, I'm investing my time and money in soft core porn.

You ever notice you don't see commercials about London Drugs employees raving that they are not only employees but also owners? No I didn't think so.

P.S. Who the hell gives themselves the nickname "Cougar" Screw you Mellencamp.

The Good Times Are Killing Me - Modest Mouse

I'm trying to write on here more often...I really am...I swear.

Its just that nothing out of the ordinary seems to happen these days, I haven't been watching any movies at all lately (could have to do with the fact they all seem to be atrocious these days), and it's way to freaking cold to even dream about drinking a slurpee. Oh and there hasen't been a good CD released in ages, even the long awaited sophmoric albums (Killers and Jet) were bombs. Everyday I search for something good to download and come up with nothing, nothing at all. The pillars of my blog when I started it...adventure, movies, music and slurpees. Sadly I don't seem to have any of that these days.

I tell you I am really in need of shenanigans...real shenanigans. Like a ski weekend with people beer bonging at 3am and calling hotel staff to unclog underwear filled toilets at 4am. A weekend say where I throw a really drunk Chinese man head first into a pillar for kicking me in the nuts, a weekend filled with a bunch of naked strangers running around a beach in Malaysia, or how about an alchohol induced all night game of I Never under the stars and fluorescant seas of Belize. Ohhh god, New Years can't come soon enough, and then after that Africa I hope. As a warm weather person, the incessant cold and snow is really starting to get to me.