Sunday, May 31, 2009

well isn't that surprising

coming on to make a few adjustments this afternoon, i see that i have a new follower.

for me, this has been a roller-coaster ride of emotions today (specifically the past few minutes). at first i thought, "oh wow which one of my friends has actually gone through the effort to follow rather than just checking here and there." so when i clicked, to my surprise, i saw that it was not a friend at all (before today at least, now we're gonna be best friends obviously). instead, it was a random person of which i know nothing about- other than one very important thing.. our language barrier. if my facts are right, which i think they are, she is located in brazil. and her name is ketlyn.

her blog can be found here but dont get too excited, unless you're cultured and speak other languages- which sadly i am not and i do not.

trying to figure out her blog title "da ultima folha" i did some reseach. da and ultima seem pretty straightforward, but when we get to "folha" i get a mishmash of terms.. i could be any of the following: leaf, sheet, newspaper, periodical, sheet metal, tin, tin plate, or blade.. since there are several hits for paper or periodical, and blogs tend to be a source of news/info.. i ASSUME her blog must be the ultimate source of news.. however, it might be "the ultimate blade" which DOES concern me a bit.


disclaimer: i will not be doing this for everyone who follows my blog.

Wednesday, May 27, 2009

my idol



hands down, the greatest short film trailer i have seen ever.
razmig's senior project.
he is my idol.
enjoy.

values anyone?

So I just got through speaking to a client about her newfound engagement. I congratulated her, to which she responded "eh, we'll see what happens."

Last I checked, getting engaged means something. To those of you who it doesn't, there's no place for you in this world. There's no reason to make that commitment, or take that step if you don't mean it, or you doubt it, or anything.. If you have any thoughts other than complete excitement, maybe even some nerves as to the fact that life as you know it is suddenly about to change- then don't do it.

Meanwhile, she explains how they knew each other and this and that.. Including that her previous marriage didn't work out, and that he was widowed 4 years ago.

I just don't get. This isn't about lovey dovey crap, really. But what happened to things meaning something. I'd like to think if I found someone and married them, whether they're alive or dead- I'm done with all that. Its me and them. there's no grey area. Otherwise, why bother. What's the point.

I said there's no place for these people in the world, but maybe in todays new "openminded" and "accepting" society there's no place for me.

Entitlement in society

So in the past few days, I've been getting increasingly more and more frustrated with people. I don't know who started this whole "customer is always right" business, but whoever you are- let me thank you.

To a certain extent, the customer CAN be considered "right" and that should be expected.. But when taken to an extreme (as it is in most every case these days) the customer is an asshole. I don't know how customer service, aka being kind and polite and assuming guilt in a situation to which this third party (in this situation the customer) may not be at fault.. This covers things like accidents and misleading representations, perhaps. It does NOT, however, cover things like having a stick lodged firmly in your ass- causing you to reek havoc on the general population.

Now I get it, you're entitled to your opinion. These employees are here to provide a service, matter of fact they're getting PAID (YES, real money! Usually a whole 7.50 even!). So sure, do whatever you want, its their job. Right?

Wrong.

If you think you have the right to speak freely on these matters, think again. These people are here to maintain a business model, usually retail. A model that you do your best to destroy. Leaving trash and items that you've discarded. If ever questioned, you'll explain that they're supposed to do this and that.. And someone needs to explain you're a child. Grow up.

This goes for you too, people who aren't in a store. Do you think someone needs to be where you want them to be 24/7? You can be late, or unprofessional, or a ____(insert cuss here)___ because you paid? Let's consider what you paid, or the lack there of. Do you think your 20 dollars buys you the right to talk shit and complain, ordering other people around, not applying the rules to yourself all the while? I don't.