Well, I'm sitting here alone at work, a good 20 minutes before we open. I have been for the last ten minutes as well.
We had an 8 o'clock meeting, the whole of which could have been summed up in twenty minutes.

We went back and forth on policies, procedures and sales techniques for a good 2 hours. During which time I discovered a few things. The first being that I need to interalize problems more. I have a tendency to get angry and then complain to other people. That's something I should stop.

Another thing is, that despite the fact that out of probably 20 some employees in this city I'm the 3rd longest employee, I'm not given much responsibility. Which, sure, can be a good thing in terms of not having to do stuff, but is kind of a slap in the face when you're at a meeting and 3 of the 4 of you present have been previously briefed on a specific initiative.

I want to move up in this company, but to what end really? More money? Sure. The experience? No doubt. But I don't see me here long term. I don't. Mainly because while I enjoy most of the people I work with, and its not that demanding outside of getting yelled at, this job doesn't stimulate me anymore. Hell, it barely manages to get beyond complete stupidity and disgust on a weekly basis.

I'm working today with the two biggest Dbags that this company employees. To get that point across, I should mention that they both drive almost matching black BMWs. Each has at least one parent that is vitally important to the existence of the world, (and is paid handsomely for it) and both walk around on their free time with hoodies under North Face vests.

Both of them are part time and in college. One of them has already secured a spot on the manager training program.  For those counting, that's the same program I've been hounding my managers to get me into since last September, and have been asking about since last July.

Sitting here today, as we went over a list of positive things we were mandatorily asked to say about one another, 5 out of 7 things revolved around me being fun and or making them laugh. I let that bother me for a few minutes, because I'm not as detail oriented as the rest of them seem to be. But then I realized that getting down about that is retarded.
Of course they're going to say that. Without sounding too egotistical, I AM fun. I can confidently say I'm more fun and funnier than 60% of the people that work in this town.
I would tie myself for the top spot of funniest at this particular office with one other guy.
So suck it up. I'm fun.
And to hell with anyone that can't take a joke.
Which, ironically, is usually me.

Day by day.
The only problem with living day by day though is that sometimes you look around one day and realize 5 years have gone by and you're still washing cars, and have become a miserable prick. 

I digress. 

So I apologize for my last entry.

I've since gotten into my book and realized that the grammar isn't THAT out of control. There's only a few sentences here and there every few paragraphs that are out of place, and I've resolved to get them fixed as best as I can. 
It still doesn't help me get noticed, but we're on the way right? Theoretically.

Anyway, I know its my LJ and all that, and I'm sure readers are low and that's fine. I've almost all but abandoned this.
Which sucks, because its still my favorite of all the time wasting sites around.  But regardless of all that, I apologize for that last one.

Stupid me getting down. But with everything that's going on, giving up seems so much easier. Not one to get the hint, I persist. Even if its minimal at best.  

Well, whatever anyway.

Remember in my last post when I was talking about how if I talked about it I would be jinxed?

Well it turns out that even mentioning mentioning it was enough to take all the individual work I had done and thoroughly unravel it. Either that or it wasn't as good as the other 249 entries.

That's right folks, the short story "Roll Play" didn't have the spark to capture one of the top 3 spots in a contest I entered it in. Eh, what can you do? I found the contest on July 6th at about 10:30 at night. The deadline was July 7th 12 am.

I fired Roll Play off without even the slightest of hesistations. I didn't figure I'd win first. But I can't say I didn't have hopes of at least getting 3rd.
It was an open contest though. Any and ALL takers. It wasn't focused on any one genre, so that right there might have been its downfall.
We live.
We laugh.
We light their houses aflame.

So as the 4 of you know, myspace wiped me out of existence.

For some reason, even though my last post here states that I'm all but over myspace, I signed up again taking the moniker GloboDom Industries.

I worked out the problem with pr0nbot friend invites, but I still get stupid email from them.

Today is a slow day. As the week has been. Mostly. Monday was busy and yesterday had its moments, but sales are WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAY down. At least for me.
I don't care. I honestly don't.
I'm having trouble caring about anything that has to do with this place.

"Compromise!" in the headline is actually relevant. I've spoken of the battle over the radio station here in the store: Old with his old music. The rest of us with actual current music.

Whilst Old was giving in and putting it on 80's music--which has its perks-- it still was just annoying enough to make me want to break something.

There seems to be a station that someone found that can sate our respective "thirsts" if you will. Today it seems to want to lean more old than new which I will settle for as it was leaning heavily to my advantage yesterday.


I'm not sure what the impending doom implies...

Probably just my constant doomsday subconscious seeping to the surface.

Maybe I should watch out...

So I'm working at a fully functioning store today!

A successful one at that.

And so me and the other Mike are rocking out here, passing customers back and forth.

Its been slow for the last 20 minutes, mostly, and this car pulled up, and I said, "Not it."

So naturally, she wants to add a line to her account.

Dang it.

Whatever. I'm trying to get the hang of all the extra stuff they do here.
My inefficiency as both a salesman and a "consultant" is shining through.

Yeah, had to stop posting for a minute because someone came in looking for a contract, 2 contracts!
...
Dummy didn't bring his ID.
He said he'd be back tomorrow...

See? I've been here a day and already the whole competition/worrying about commissions is starting to grab me and make me a worse person.
But I'm really bad at my job too.

Will this, combined with my semi-competitive nature eventually erode my soul?
Or am I maybe thinking about this too hard?

I just remember how Dominos was and how I'd get all bent out of shape about tips. I can see the same thing happening here...
Great.
Domino's however, did NOT erode my soul, so we should be fine.

So it was already 3 o'clock at about 1:40 today.
Now its FINALLY a quarter to 4.

Still no closer to solving the riddle of what happened yesterday as my boss keeps calling it "What's transpired." and leaves it at that.
I know he can't go into it, and on a personal level I don't think he would if he could.

My new manager here sent me a text message today asking how I was.
I don't know if it was because of "that which we do not speak about" or just to say hi, but he's in Chicago doing some sort of training thing.
Regardless of the reason, it's stuff like that that makes him a hundred times better.
He's only been at the job maybe a month, and he came out and worked with me for a day, INCLUDING working the event.

He might not again, because though we had a good time talking to people and handing stuff out, standing around like that can drive you nuts.
I can do it, because I'm already crazy.

If you can't tell this post is all about killing time. So if you've read this far, I thank you, and release you from any further obligation you might feel to continue. Assuming of course you feel anything at all about it. Because I don't know what --if anything at all--will come next.

I refuse to rag anymore on the Coliseum and its inefficiency as even one more word uttered is a waste of breath.
Things are chipper on the job end, at least for the moment.
Think me horrible for being ok with 2 people being out of work just before Christmas.
Which I'm not ok about it. That sucks. But if we think bigger picture, its much better for me.
Plus, I don't think they'd give a second thought to me if the fortunes were reversed.
I would like to know why though...

There's a song on right now that I like. It's called "The Compromise" by The Format.
Most of you are probably well aware of it as I'm always the last person to know about things I like.
If you get a chance, give it a shot.

Downloaded "Welcome to the Black Parade" by My Chemical Romance onto my phone yesterday.
I don't know that I like the band, but I at least like the song. Wanted to put it on my...space, but apparently they only want to offer snippets of their songs
in fear of people doing something hideous like enjoying it without paying them money from time to time when visiting my profile.

I refuse to feel sorry for them, or any artist big enough to have a music video on VH1 or MTV19. (assuming they still play music on that low of a level channel.)

Why you ask? Because I say. A little show like Cribs. And other tremendously obnoxious expenditures of cash, while attack dog lawyers squeeze 12 year olds for thousands of dollars.

No, they don't do that anymore, (or at least they don't talk about it) but it still bothers me.

I'm sure at some point I have addressed those commercials at the movie featuring the 12th AD whining because people shouldn't steal movies because that's how he makes a living.
His face, 12 feet high, is saying this to us who already bought a ticket to his crappy movie.
And if he's so bent out of shape about not earning a living or whatever, then he can have my job (which at the time was Avis) and I'LL work on movies.
He can even have my job now. You have any idea how much more fulfilling it would be for me to work in the movie industry?
SCREW that guy.

Whatever. This stuff is old that I'm talking about. ("SOOOO 2003!") But like I said, I need to kill time.
Since the only thing I seem to want to do is aggravate myself, I'll end here.