So I got fired from my job. It's a weird feeling. I've been fired before, when I worked at Da Boyz, but I absolutely hated that job and the boss was apparently a pedophile so I wasn't losing sleep over it. I was also in high school and didn't have to pay anything. Now, I just bought a new car (which I fucking love. I might marry it) and I'm broke, thanks to spending everything I make and going to Vegas and bars and restaurants everyday. Sounds like a hyperbole but I was going to a restaurant probably everyday. Stupid. I dunno if I could say that I'm fueling the economy, because I feel like I am. But I also know that everybody in our country being in debt is a problem, and I'm part of that too. But who cares, I am blogging because of my personal struggles not economics. Which I have come to hate, by the way.
First, I want to make my official statement for anyone who hasn't heard that I am no longer an Outback employee. If there is still anyone that would care to know why I don't work there anymore, just refer them to my blog and they'll find out. I got fired because I was taking care of another server's tables while he was on break and I forgot about 2 of them. One of them walked out on their bill. The week before this, I was suspended because one of my own table's food order was lost in the kitchen and I wasn't proactive soon enough in asking where their food was. I was making too many mistakes, so I got the boot. Cold bloodeeeed.
Now, rewinding a bit, I find myself with a pimp new ride, a nice chunk of debt and no income. And I like to eat and drink. And looking for jobs sucks reeeaally bad. I was talking to my stepmom about it, who is also looking for a job. There is no personal connection in finding a job these days. I put on a shirt and tie and just applied to a couple places and most just told me to fill out an online application. They don't even say, "Hey, how refreshing to see a guy who cares enough to get all dressed up and come see me! I guess I can talk for five minutes, what's your name?" No, they just tell me to get in line like everyone else. Which could lead to a philisophical debate. Has myspace and facebook influenced the way we get jobs? Are we just what we look like on an online application? How does that have more value than me coming in looking all spiffy? And the more important thing is, I would be able to talk to the damn guy about myself, I have people skills for God's sake.
And this is a good time to talk about online applications. FUCK ONLINE APPLICATIONS. Stupidest fucking thing I've ever done. Asking me a bunch of questions, many of them the same question, just reworded, and many of them have a very obvious answer. Which I suppose is better than the questions where all of the responses seem wrong, but there's apparently a least retarded answer. I would rather take a fucking econ test. And I would much rather talk to a manager about why I am a good employee. What do they get fucking paid for anyway?
Anyway, I now have a great respect for the men and women supporting families that are trying to find a job. It wouldn't be easy in the first place, and now we have to do stupid online applications and hope our responses to retarded fucking scenarios stand out in some way. Another thing that I thought about is applying for unemployment. And it's weird because when I had a job, I was like, "Man, if I didn't have a job I'd just go apply for unemployment, it's free money." And now I have these potential feelings of shame holding me back from that. I would actually feel a terrible loss of pride if I had to come to that. I mean I've been a loyal taxpayer, so I kind of did my part in earning that money, but in a sense it's everyone else that's taking care of me too. It would feel like I lost. But hey, I got bills to pay.
Wednesday, May 19, 2010
Wednesday, March 3, 2010
Watched Two Movies Last Night Worth Blogging About
I had the great pleasure of watching two movies last night at my friend Grant Glibert's house, while drinking a little franzia and a lot of MGD 64. MGD 64, by the way, is pointless to drink. I drank just as many calories of that beer as I would have drunk with a non-pussy beer because it's literally like hops-flavored water. Anyway. The first movie we watched was called Equilibrium, starring Christian Bale. It's a futuristic story where all the world governments want to stop war from happening after WWIII devastated the planet. To stop war from happening, they mandate that everyone has to take a medication that doesn't allow them to have any feelings whatsoever, so they won't feel angry enough to fight anyone, so there won't ever be another war. But to do this, they kill everyone that doesn't take their medication. So it's like the War on Terror, it's just a War on Feelings. This movie was definitely laughable at times, Christian Bale was kinda weird. But to be honest, it had really badass fighting scenes. They were all trained in gun-martial arts. That's right karate with guns. Watch it and tell me it isn't cool. The thing that was thought provoking, though, was how pointless life would be without being able to feel. It seems like I might not ever think about it because I doubt that my ability to feel emotions will ever be compromised. But the movie actually made me feel appreciative of feelings, so bravo, Equilibrium.
After being pleasantly surprised with Equilibrium, we watched Drag Me To Hell, starring some girl and Justin Long. This was literally the worst movie I've ever seen. Sam Raimi directed it. I was amazed at how disgustingly terrible this movie was. It's about a curse that's put on a bank teller, Christine, the main character, because she won't give this old lady, Miss Ganush, an extension on her loan for the third fucking time. Miss Ganush doesn't have any rational thought about the bank having to run a business, that she should find a way to pay her mortgage, or find somewhere else to live. She just wants her house, and if no one can just give her what she wants, she's going to haunt this bank teller and pull her hair out and throw up various things in her face. More on that later.
Ganush makes a huge scene in the bank when she doesn't get the extension, putting a curse on Christine very noisily and then lunging at her trying to choke her. Then she feels ashamed, and blames it on Christine. Later, Ganush follows Christine to her car in the parking garage and tries to kill her. At one point Ganush's dentures fall out, but she still tries to bite Christine's mouth. Yeah, bite her mouth. Super awkward way of killing someone. While she's gumming at Christine's face, she like burps up a huge gob of green shit into Christine's face. Christine is trying to smash her car into something and make Ganush go flying out, which kind of works. At that point Ganush gets sick of trying to kill her for the time being and goes away.
I could go on and on, but there are two more scenes at least where Ganush gets her mouth on Christine's face and throws some body fluids up on her. Both of these times Ganush was dead. Now that I think of it, there was a third time, but it was only a dream, and Ganush throws up worms and body fluid into Christine's face. Fucking retarded.
I'll try and sum up the rest of the movie quickly. Christine digs up Ganush's grave to give her a button that is carrying the actual curse on Christine. Ganush throws up in her face, there's a flash flood and the grave fills up with water. Christine almost drowns because Ganush's grave falls and hits her on the head. Luckily, she gets out OK though and goes home and hits the shower. Christine is on the way to the train station with her boyfriend, Justin Long, who is going to propose to her. Long story short, Christine gave Ganush the wrong white envelope, it had her boyfriend's valuable collectible quarter in it instead of the cursed button. When Christine finds this out, she trips out, falls onto the train tracks where a train is about to hit her, but is sucked into Hell before the train hits her. Justin Long is without a fiancee AND his valuable collectible quarter. The movie ends here, but I forgot to mention that Christine used to be a fat pig farmer, her dad died a while back and her mom doesn't talk to people because she's an alcoholic.
I am so glad I never paid to see this movie, I would literally drag Sam Raimi into Hell with me.
After being pleasantly surprised with Equilibrium, we watched Drag Me To Hell, starring some girl and Justin Long. This was literally the worst movie I've ever seen. Sam Raimi directed it. I was amazed at how disgustingly terrible this movie was. It's about a curse that's put on a bank teller, Christine, the main character, because she won't give this old lady, Miss Ganush, an extension on her loan for the third fucking time. Miss Ganush doesn't have any rational thought about the bank having to run a business, that she should find a way to pay her mortgage, or find somewhere else to live. She just wants her house, and if no one can just give her what she wants, she's going to haunt this bank teller and pull her hair out and throw up various things in her face. More on that later.
Ganush makes a huge scene in the bank when she doesn't get the extension, putting a curse on Christine very noisily and then lunging at her trying to choke her. Then she feels ashamed, and blames it on Christine. Later, Ganush follows Christine to her car in the parking garage and tries to kill her. At one point Ganush's dentures fall out, but she still tries to bite Christine's mouth. Yeah, bite her mouth. Super awkward way of killing someone. While she's gumming at Christine's face, she like burps up a huge gob of green shit into Christine's face. Christine is trying to smash her car into something and make Ganush go flying out, which kind of works. At that point Ganush gets sick of trying to kill her for the time being and goes away.
I could go on and on, but there are two more scenes at least where Ganush gets her mouth on Christine's face and throws some body fluids up on her. Both of these times Ganush was dead. Now that I think of it, there was a third time, but it was only a dream, and Ganush throws up worms and body fluid into Christine's face. Fucking retarded.
I'll try and sum up the rest of the movie quickly. Christine digs up Ganush's grave to give her a button that is carrying the actual curse on Christine. Ganush throws up in her face, there's a flash flood and the grave fills up with water. Christine almost drowns because Ganush's grave falls and hits her on the head. Luckily, she gets out OK though and goes home and hits the shower. Christine is on the way to the train station with her boyfriend, Justin Long, who is going to propose to her. Long story short, Christine gave Ganush the wrong white envelope, it had her boyfriend's valuable collectible quarter in it instead of the cursed button. When Christine finds this out, she trips out, falls onto the train tracks where a train is about to hit her, but is sucked into Hell before the train hits her. Justin Long is without a fiancee AND his valuable collectible quarter. The movie ends here, but I forgot to mention that Christine used to be a fat pig farmer, her dad died a while back and her mom doesn't talk to people because she's an alcoholic.
I am so glad I never paid to see this movie, I would literally drag Sam Raimi into Hell with me.
Friday, January 22, 2010
Just Watched Legion, and Before I Know It, I'm Writing a Super Long Rant About Religion
Legion is a movie about God exterminating humans in the present day because he had enough of us sucking. Again. When I started watching it, I was expecting like a war movie with the main character from Avatar, because I got Legion mixed up with Clash of the Titans, I think. You could imagine my confusion as I was watching this English guy kill demons in present day New York. I was like wait, this is gonna be like a time travel movie, where demons form an army and fight the Avatar guy? Kinda funny. Anyway, I ended up not liking the movie. It did start making me think about religion though, so here's to my first post of the new year!
So in the movie, God is exterminating mankind with angels. Satan and demons never come into play. God orders his army of angels to kill everybody, but very specifically a white trash girl's baby, because it's the hope for all mankind. So, God doesn't want a couple humans staying alive like roaches and starting over again, he wants every last hope for humans to be gone. And the only angel who disagrees with this is Michael, who disobeys God and starts killing the angels that are posessing weak-willed humans, who are then killing all the strong-willed humans who have to be physically killed, because they're too good of people to just be possessed by angels.
I definitely have a problem with that. The only person in heaven that said, "God, this is wrong," was Michael. And in the end, spoiler alert, Michael ends up dying defending the white trash baby, going back to heaven, and then coming back as an angel again and saving mankind because God saw the light, and realized he should keep humans around.
In all seriousness, I thought it was kind of a cool movie until that happened. God is God. He is omniscient, he created existence and knows what is going to happen and every detail about every single person, like Santa Clause. But when God goes around killing people, there is one merciful angel who says, "God, there is still hope for mankind. Look, these people are good." God's like, "No I don't care, I want everybody dead, including that white trash baby." And then Michael dies for mankind, goes back to heaven, and God's like, "You know what Michael, I guess you were right. That mechanic is a really good guy. And so was Tyrese, he died trying to save a little kid. Go save that white trash baby." Boom, everything's OK. So fucking stupid.
First of all, God, you made everything and every person. You're omniscient (you know exactly what every single person you make is going to do, and how they're going to turn out), so why would you just kill all those people in the first place? Second of all, I understand that people are shitty. I honestly think there are more shitty people than good people. So if you're going to kill every single human, fine. But don't stop halfway and say, "Oh shoot, I just can't kill the good ol' southern folk, they're just so friendly." Like after that, all the humans are gonna be like "Yay! We can live again, God is so good!" But he was going to kill you! How can you go back to worshiping the dick who ruined life as humans knew it? In the end, the white trash baby was alive, thanks to Michael telling God to fuck off, so awesome, everything's good. Dumb.
That being said, I would just like to say that everybody can believe whatever they want, I don't care. If you're happy and it's not hurting the happiness of others, go for it. But I have a problem with the apocalypse prophecy in Christianity. It's like if some parents had like 40 kids and 35 of them turned out really bad, like murderers, rapists, thieves, Scientologists, and then the parents just kill all those kids. But everybody's cool with it, because they were super bad kids. That's bullshit though, if you made those shitty kids, they're your responsibility, and the fact is, you probably raised them to be shitty kids.
So fuck the apocalypse, God made everybody knowing how everybody would turn out, if he's not happy with it, it's his own damn fault. And don't tell me we all have free will, I know that. God gave us free will and he knew exactly what we would do with it.
Everybody should just stop being shitty people, that's the whole point of the apocalypse story.
So in the movie, God is exterminating mankind with angels. Satan and demons never come into play. God orders his army of angels to kill everybody, but very specifically a white trash girl's baby, because it's the hope for all mankind. So, God doesn't want a couple humans staying alive like roaches and starting over again, he wants every last hope for humans to be gone. And the only angel who disagrees with this is Michael, who disobeys God and starts killing the angels that are posessing weak-willed humans, who are then killing all the strong-willed humans who have to be physically killed, because they're too good of people to just be possessed by angels.
I definitely have a problem with that. The only person in heaven that said, "God, this is wrong," was Michael. And in the end, spoiler alert, Michael ends up dying defending the white trash baby, going back to heaven, and then coming back as an angel again and saving mankind because God saw the light, and realized he should keep humans around.
In all seriousness, I thought it was kind of a cool movie until that happened. God is God. He is omniscient, he created existence and knows what is going to happen and every detail about every single person, like Santa Clause. But when God goes around killing people, there is one merciful angel who says, "God, there is still hope for mankind. Look, these people are good." God's like, "No I don't care, I want everybody dead, including that white trash baby." And then Michael dies for mankind, goes back to heaven, and God's like, "You know what Michael, I guess you were right. That mechanic is a really good guy. And so was Tyrese, he died trying to save a little kid. Go save that white trash baby." Boom, everything's OK. So fucking stupid.
First of all, God, you made everything and every person. You're omniscient (you know exactly what every single person you make is going to do, and how they're going to turn out), so why would you just kill all those people in the first place? Second of all, I understand that people are shitty. I honestly think there are more shitty people than good people. So if you're going to kill every single human, fine. But don't stop halfway and say, "Oh shoot, I just can't kill the good ol' southern folk, they're just so friendly." Like after that, all the humans are gonna be like "Yay! We can live again, God is so good!" But he was going to kill you! How can you go back to worshiping the dick who ruined life as humans knew it? In the end, the white trash baby was alive, thanks to Michael telling God to fuck off, so awesome, everything's good. Dumb.
That being said, I would just like to say that everybody can believe whatever they want, I don't care. If you're happy and it's not hurting the happiness of others, go for it. But I have a problem with the apocalypse prophecy in Christianity. It's like if some parents had like 40 kids and 35 of them turned out really bad, like murderers, rapists, thieves, Scientologists, and then the parents just kill all those kids. But everybody's cool with it, because they were super bad kids. That's bullshit though, if you made those shitty kids, they're your responsibility, and the fact is, you probably raised them to be shitty kids.
So fuck the apocalypse, God made everybody knowing how everybody would turn out, if he's not happy with it, it's his own damn fault. And don't tell me we all have free will, I know that. God gave us free will and he knew exactly what we would do with it.
Everybody should just stop being shitty people, that's the whole point of the apocalypse story.
Monday, December 14, 2009
Holiday Advertisements
I was just remembering last night how every year Heineken has that holiday 5-pack commercial where the guy has a 6-pack wrapped up and take one of them out of the wrapping. They've played that commercial probably since I was like 10. That's about 11 years of the same commercial.
Just today, I saw that Budweiser commercial with the horse and buggy going through a snowy neighborhood and people are humming some Christmasy tune in the background. I don't even know what song it is. But that commercial is probably older than the Heineken one.
But I think the most interesting company is Garmin. Every ad I've seen from that company uses the tune of "Carol of the Bells," which is one of the few Christmas songs I could actually listen to and not get tired of it after hearing it once in the mall. A couple others are "White Christmas," and sadly, "All I Want for Christmas Is You."
I think the weird thing is that Christmas is obviously very commercialized...and I like that it's commercialized. If it were a holiday exclusively for followers of Jesus, Christmas would be a lame holiday because everybody sucks at following the word of The Bible (I'm just kind of assuming that following The Bible is following Jesus, but I think a lot of Christians are being more lenient with that, so who even knows what a Christian is anymore).
So, I think that Christians need to chill with the "reason for the season" stuff. Yeah, we get it. "Christ" is in the name. We know. But I also want to point out, and this is probably well known by now, that Christmas should actually be in June or July, I don't know which of those months Jesus was born in. So in fact, the reason for the season is Winter is a really good time to see your family and friends and give and receive presents. Accept the commercialism. It's family, friends, and presents that make the holiday cool. We should adopt a policy to separate church and Christmas in addition to church and state. I'm sorry but the church makes everything controversial.
Just today, I saw that Budweiser commercial with the horse and buggy going through a snowy neighborhood and people are humming some Christmasy tune in the background. I don't even know what song it is. But that commercial is probably older than the Heineken one.
But I think the most interesting company is Garmin. Every ad I've seen from that company uses the tune of "Carol of the Bells," which is one of the few Christmas songs I could actually listen to and not get tired of it after hearing it once in the mall. A couple others are "White Christmas," and sadly, "All I Want for Christmas Is You."
I think the weird thing is that Christmas is obviously very commercialized...and I like that it's commercialized. If it were a holiday exclusively for followers of Jesus, Christmas would be a lame holiday because everybody sucks at following the word of The Bible (I'm just kind of assuming that following The Bible is following Jesus, but I think a lot of Christians are being more lenient with that, so who even knows what a Christian is anymore).
So, I think that Christians need to chill with the "reason for the season" stuff. Yeah, we get it. "Christ" is in the name. We know. But I also want to point out, and this is probably well known by now, that Christmas should actually be in June or July, I don't know which of those months Jesus was born in. So in fact, the reason for the season is Winter is a really good time to see your family and friends and give and receive presents. Accept the commercialism. It's family, friends, and presents that make the holiday cool. We should adopt a policy to separate church and Christmas in addition to church and state. I'm sorry but the church makes everything controversial.
Tuesday, November 10, 2009
So I Got In A Car Accident, That Was Crazy
Having an experience that makes you examine your life is always worth talking about. The whole ordeal happened so fast, it doesn't seem like it actually happened. Looking back, I was conscious of my surroundings, aware of what was going on, then there's this rough patch of about 2 hours during my Los Angeles vacation where I don't know exactly what happened, except that I was in a car accident.
The feeling is a lot like coming home on a plane from a long vacation, and you know that your home, but it doesn't feel like you're home because you got home so quickly on the plane. Does anyone else feel that?
It just seems weird that my friends are in the hospital, I got messed up, my life kind of changed, all in a matter of seconds of being hit by a car. I say that my life has changed just because of the perspective I now have. And it's not much of a change, it's just this: I now realize that dying isn't necessarily that bad. It could be over before you know it. But the part about dying that sucks is leaving behind everybody you love.
To everybody I love, you make life worth living.
The feeling is a lot like coming home on a plane from a long vacation, and you know that your home, but it doesn't feel like you're home because you got home so quickly on the plane. Does anyone else feel that?
It just seems weird that my friends are in the hospital, I got messed up, my life kind of changed, all in a matter of seconds of being hit by a car. I say that my life has changed just because of the perspective I now have. And it's not much of a change, it's just this: I now realize that dying isn't necessarily that bad. It could be over before you know it. But the part about dying that sucks is leaving behind everybody you love.
To everybody I love, you make life worth living.
Monday, October 19, 2009
Contingency
Ironically, and in direct relation to my last blog, this thought was brought on by the class I hate most this semester. In my philosophy class, my teacher said that something was contingent on something else, and then explained what contingency is. I guess something that is contingent exists only due to certain circumstances that allowed that thing to exist. So we're all contingent because our parents all did it and made us. And so much stuff is contingent on something else. Computers are contingent on the fact that electricity was made, and electricity is contingent on Benjamin Franklin. I just thought it was crazy how such a bland sounding word could be pretty and mind blowing, for me at least.
...please keep in mind I realize how weird this post is.
...please keep in mind I realize how weird this post is.
Thursday, October 15, 2009
Creation of Blogflection
Why does almost everyone hate school? More specifically, college. And I'm talking about the actual classes, not the debauchery that happens outside of school.I hate school. All of my friends hate school. Most of the people I've ever talked to at least don't like school. Is it because school is just relearning things we've learned in high school or earlier? I don't think so, because most people like doing things over and over if they like them...we just don't like school. So the root of school sucking is not that it is the same thing year after year. I think it's because everybody thinks everybody else is retarded. I think that 2 of my 5 professors are retarded. I only like 2 of them. That leaves one in the middle of the spectrum, who I don't happen to like, she's just not retarded. So if this sample were to be representative of all colleges, that would be 40% of college professors in the United States that seem to be retarded.
The thing is, I am really mediocre at doing my job, too. Waiting tables isn't my thing. I am planning on a career change, hopefully very soon. People must be thinking, why is this guy waiting tables? He's clearly awkward when talking to us, he says the same thing over and over again, and he's just going through the motions.
Sounds like some professors I know. All I'm saying is, we should find people to teach classes that aren't a product of mundane schoolwork out of overpriced textbooks and writing essays about obscure research topics. In my opinion, professors should be more like monks, living and breathing what they teach. Either that or just more specialized training would be nice.
The thing is, I am really mediocre at doing my job, too. Waiting tables isn't my thing. I am planning on a career change, hopefully very soon. People must be thinking, why is this guy waiting tables? He's clearly awkward when talking to us, he says the same thing over and over again, and he's just going through the motions.
Sounds like some professors I know. All I'm saying is, we should find people to teach classes that aren't a product of mundane schoolwork out of overpriced textbooks and writing essays about obscure research topics. In my opinion, professors should be more like monks, living and breathing what they teach. Either that or just more specialized training would be nice.
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