Why is it that on a bottle of water it says:
Most people who call themselves writers, can not write.
Most people who call themselves painters, can not paint.
Most people who call themselves photographers, can not take photographs.
Most people who call themselves poets, can not write poetry.
Most people who call themselves artists, do not create art.
The next year of my life is going to be incramental in my development as a person. A lot of things are going to change, for the better or for the worse is still unknown, but there is a wind of change blowing.
Today i was fairly busy, I had a line of about 5 people waiting to be served when this kid came up to the counter with 3 dvds.
Daire: "Do you have your card or key ring?"
Kid: "No"
Daire: "Do you know your phone number?"
Kid: "No"
Daire: "Do you know your address?"
Kid: "No"
Daire: "Well then i can't give you the dvds, i need to know the number of your account"
Kid: "Ok".
I eventually got him to tell me his mothers name and i had to search for ages to find her.
This kid was about 12-13. How did he not know his address or phone number?
I had two people today complain about their portfolio being deleted.
Both portfolios i deleted i had sent messages to the owners explaining why they were deleted.
Their excuse was that they were sisters and they were both legally blind and couldnt see what they were putting in their portfolio.
Morons.
Real life sucks monkey vomit through a straw with no filter.
Everything would be so much easier if this were a movie, id just have to race to the airport, get stopped by the cops, explain the situation, get an escort there, hop on the first outbound plane that just happened to be going where i needed to go, get into a fist fight with my nemesis in first class, get knocked on my ass, have him say something stupid and sarcastic, get a second wind and beat the shit out of him. From then on it would be nothing but happy endings and credits.
Today i was coming home on the bus, the same bus i got into town as a matter of fact.
I got the bus into the city, got off, went into college to drop something off, then i went to a camera shop to pick up some equipment, and after having left the shop i was walking by the bus stop when i saw my bus the number 70 pull up. I had planned on getting a bus anyway and it was just good luck that it was this number, but its funny, i got off the bus, did what i had to do and was finished in time to catch the same bus i had got off of not that long ago.
Anyway, i was sitting there coming back and i saw two little flies stuck to the window. It had been raining heavily and the windows were full of condensation. I sat there looking at these two little flies stuck to the window by the water and i suddenly i saw one of them move, they were still alive.
So i peeled them off the window, they had been stuck there by the vacuum created by their contact with the water. So i peeled the two of them off the window and watched them dry out on the window ledge. I noticed that one of them was very mobile and the other was sluggish to move. But the mobile one was not leaving the other one. It would get to a certain distance and then turn back and come back to the other fly.
I thought maybe they were in the middle of some weird fly only sex ritual. Mating dance or something. SO i took the two flies off the ledge and put them onto my folded up bus ticket.
.....today several things happened that made me laugh out loud, look confused and roll my eyes.
First things first, i was sitting there, watching a movie, when suddenly i hear something thump into one of the shelves. I assume it is some morons "Little Angel" destroying the displays. So i stand up and look around. No child. I look around some more, and i find something, something living, close to the ground examining the DVD's. A dog. A dog had wandered into the shop, browsed around all the lower shelves and then wandered out. I wonder what movie he was looking for.
The second thing that happened involves one of the most annoying aspects of my job. Dealing with foreign people who have no idea what they are talking about and asking me to do something i can't do. I have nothing against foreign people, i just hate it when they come in, jabber at me and then act as if it is my fault i cant understand them. This guy wanders in off the street, holding two Cd's. He walks around the shop floor for a bit and then manages to get his fat ass to the counter where he asks for...
I was on the bus the other day going to college and I looked out and saw a new mcdonalds advert.
It was for their ice cream things. And it said:
The last 30 minutes when you are bidding for something on ebay are nerve wrecking.
I can recommend that people watch the following two movies.
Today i spent a lot of money. Usually i do not like spending money and today was no exception. I did not enjoy spending the money, but i spent it wisely.
I got roughly €2,500-€3,000 worth of stuff for $600 even.
I bought a camera that was worth €2,000 for €399.
I then bought a lens that should have been close to €200 and i got it for €99.
I then got 2 512 mb memory cards for €99 instead of €170 and finally i got a card reader, a good one, worth €50+ for free. Plus i got a €10 voucher because i was such a smooth talker.
So all in all thats.....€2,420 worth of equipment for €600.
I also got a free video of Dune the T.V series.
There is a new kind of show. Docu-drama.
A drama, made to look like fact, like a documentary.
So the other day RTE1 showed a docu-drama based on what would happened if a nuclear power plant in england which has been polluting the Irish sea for years was to explode.
So the show has lots of fake news broadcasts ala Orson Wells, War of the Worlds.
And as with what happened with Orson’s original radio broadcasts there was localised panic here.
Some people who tuned in late to the show thought it was real.
A friend of my mothers knows someone whose mother lives in the country and when she saw the show she thought it was real.
The mother rang her daughter and told her what happened and the daughter and her family freaked out and started to board up their windows.
When the neighbours saw this they asked what was going on.
The daughter explained about the nuclear plant and the neighbours had to let them know that it wasn’t real, the world wasn’t ending and they didn’t need to nail their doors shut.
True story.
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