Friday, September 26, 2008

Venting Anger .....

Before I get into my rant about what's pissing me off this week, let me thank ariadneK, Ph.D. over at the "Weird Cake" blog for making me the blog of the week. I enjoy reading what she has to say and the publicity to my new blog is greatly appreciated.

Now to the rant .......

First and foremost, my brother calls me today on his lunch break to inform me that Pooper is not getting fired for his software theft activity. He will return to work in full capacity this coming Monday. This extremely pisses me off because it sets a bad precedent. It's like saying you can do all the nasty shit you want and not only will you be punished, but you will be rewarded. I tell you sometimes I think there really is no justice in the world and I truly believe doing the right thing doesn't mean shit anymore. I have been asked by my former supervisor if I would like to return after the first of the year if something permanent becomes available, the answer now would be "No Fucking Way!"

Next on my list, the pathetic excuse for a town that I have to work in. The people in that city make me want to puke. All of them make themselves out to be about a thousand times more intelligent than they really are, they all want something for nothing, and everyone thinks they are a "hard ass". It's only been the last five or six years that I have noticed the attitude change so drastically. It used to be that the worst you ever had to worry about was maybe getting something stolen out of your car. Now every day in the news you read about some fucked up horrific crime. They just busted a crew of Mexicans who were growing weed in the lower part of the county. something like 5000 plants they found anywhere from 8 to 10 feet high. Just a few blocks from the store I work at there was a man stabbed to death. They've had three prostitutes murdered and dumped out in remote areas. Everyday you hear about a gang related shooting or some poor woman getting beaten up, raped and then dumped off. Yesterday I went to work and one of my co-worker's mom stopped by to visit him. She told him that she heard on the police scanner that they found a dead baby not far from our shop and they also found a woman cut into pieces and stuffed into a trash can. This world is sick and becoming worse every day. Maybe people in larger cities are used to dealing with shit like this, but it just never happened around here until recently.

I'm going to stop now. I'm just irritated severely today. Maybe I'll hit the weight bench and see if I can work out my frustrations.

Saturday, September 20, 2008

Stories From The Pizza Man

I've worked off and on for a total of about 6 years as a pizza delivery guy. In that time I have seen some very strange things and interacted with some even stranger people, mostly in the late ours of the night. Here are a few of those encounters .....

One evening in early October of 2006 our area got slammed with a nasty wave of thunder storms. The power had been knocked out to most of the city. Unfortunately, our store happened to be situated in a neighborhood that still had power, so we were still open for business. I get dispatched to take a delivery up on Eastman street. I get there and it's raining like hell and pitch black. I get out of my car roughly were I think the house I'm looking for is, get my flashlight out and start to walk across the street. I hear "Hey buddy". I look around a bit and don't see anyone. So I walk further out into the street and hear "Over here dude." I turn to my right and shine my flashlight over that direction to see a guy in nothing but a pair of boxer shorts and he has some how been plastic wrapped to a telephone pole. I had no fricken clue what had happened to this guy, but I couldn't just leave him there. I got on my cell phone and called the city police. They got a nice chuckle out of it when they arrived and saw this guy.

Just three blocks up the road from our store is a run of shitty bars and tattoo shops. I was driving in this direction on a delivery one night around 11:30 when two kids come running out into the road and I had to slam on the brakes to avoid hitting them. One of them was carrying what looked like a VCR or a DVD player, the other was carrying a car stereo speaker box. They no more than made it across to the other side of the street when this very obese man came running out of the shadows dressed in what looked like a Halloween costume made to appear as a giant bird of some sort. He had leggings and arm covers on that had feathers and a fake beak pulled over his nose. He was also carrying an aluminum baseball bat which he had raised up in the air as he charged after the kids. If this were not strange enough already, this freak was also wearing about a 10 inch rubber dildo strapped onto his head like an antenna.

We get orders from a nursing home out on the edge of town very frequently. The night shift workers order from us two or three times a week and its usually close to closing time when they call in. One of their employees is this little oriental dude that doesn't speak English very well. The first time he called in to order and I answered the phone, he came off as a real sicko. What he wanted was a foot long grilled chicken sub with extra mayo. what he said when I asked him for his orders was to give him 12 inches of chicken and make sure it had plenty of mayonnaise. I was like "Look you sick bastard, this is a pizza and deli shop, if you want that kind of action then take out a personal add."

One afternoon on an extremely busy Friday a drunk guy comes pulling into our parking lot barely missing a parked car and almost running up onto our patio and taking out a picnic table. He enters the store and orders a small pizza which he pays for with a $100 bill. I start making his food when he leans over the counter and says "Hey buddy, my wife sucks a lot of dicks, but I don't mind I like her anyway." Then he walks over to the picture window in the front of the store and talks to himself for like 15 minutes.

Wednesday, September 17, 2008

Much Has Happened

I apologize for not responding back to my regular readers. Please understand that I just moved and started a new job. I'm caught up in an investigation at my previous place of employment and I have a new nephew.

So let me catch you up on the details.

First and most importantly, my nephew was born at 10:22 a.m. on Friday September 12th. He weighed in at a small 5 pounds and 9 ounces. However, he is quite healthy and doing just fine. As a matter of fact, I just fed him and he ate like a little piggy.

I started my new job last night at the pizza and deli shop. It was a good evening. I have several friends who work there, so it was a fun time catching up with them.

The investigation at my previous place of employment is under way. Apparently Pooper was up to more than just trying to steal company software. I have learned that he is on unpaid leave until the matter is resolved. I've also learned from some co-workers that the investigation is a mere formality. He's pretty much fired. On Monday afternoon I was called by a representative from the company's security department who interviewed me for about 45 minutes over the phone. My representative from the temp agency was involved in the call to make sure things didn't get out of hand. Yesterday I was contacted and asked to write up a written statement giving my account of the situation and then forward that to both the investigator and my rep from the temp agency. At the end of my statement, I made it very clear that I had cooperated in every was I was asked and as far as I was concerned the matter was closed at my end. I want no more to do with it. I have taken another job, moved to a different city and just want to get on with my life.

On a happier note, my new diet and exercise routine is starting to work. I've lost 5 pounds in the past 8 days. WOOHOOO !!!!! Just 37 more to go and then I will put myself out on the market and try to find a mate.

Ok, I have to go now. I still have not finished unpacking. There is still much to do.

Saturday, September 13, 2008

More Fallout From The Pooper Incident

I'm checking my e-mail today and notice I have an e-mail from my representative at the temporary agency. He informs me that the company I just left is doing an internal investigation on Pooper concerning the stolen software incident and a few other things. The HR manager wants to have a phone conference with me and ask questions regarding the situation. He also stresses that the company has no interest in pursuing me in the matter and they only want to talk to me to gather information for their internal investigation. He also tells me that I can talk to them and give them information, but I am not obligated in any way to have any further contact with them.

Not sure what to do. I don't have anything to hide from them, but at the same time I'd just like to put it behind me and get on with my life. I had no idea it would blow up into this big melodramatic event.

Thursday, September 11, 2008

What A F*ck*ng Day

First of all, sorry for not posting lately. It has been a very busy time for me. My brother got married over the past weekend and the ceremony went very well. My sister is in the hospital as I'm typing this because they are going to make her go into labor tomorrow morning. Hopefully I will have a new nephew soon.

Now, to the real story .....

As you may know, tomorrow (Friday the 12th) was supposed to be my last day in the temp office job. Well, it got real strange this afternoon and I had to make today my last day. Let me fill you in on the details.

The day started off pretty shitty. I over slept and was running late. While I was in the shower, one of the two dogs shit all over the floor and I had to spend twenty minutes cleaning that mess up. I get about half way to work when my low fuel light kicks on. I stop at the nearest gas station to fuel up. I stand there for what seems like an eternity waiting for the clerk to turn the pump on, but it never comes on. I see people all around me pull up, pump gas and then go inside to pay but my pump never gets turned on. This really pisses me off since I'm running late any way, so I get back in the car and drive down the road to the next station. When I get there and get out to fuel up, I notice a big sign that says "please pre-pay". Well, how the hell am I supposed to pre-pay when I don't know how much it's going to cost me to fill up? I calm myself and go inside to pay for $40 worth. After standing in line for 18 minutes, I pay and then get my precious dinosaur juice.

At this point I'm driving like a bat out of hell to get to work. I get there and only 6 minutes late to my surprise. I settle in for the morning to find nothing at all to do. In fact, I spent the first 3 hours of the day listening to audio books and surfing the Internet. Then, the guys in my group take me to lunch seeing as how I'm a short timer. Lunch goes well and then we come back to the office. After lunch Pooper (see previous posts for back story on Pooper) engages in a conversation with me regarding software we use to do our jobs. Drafting software to be specific. He comments on how he has upgraded to the latest version for his at home work. I comment that it would be nice if I had the latest version for my home computer, but I have a very old version (the 2000 rev) and I cannot afford the newest package. He then asks if I would like not a brand new copy, but a newer copy than I already had. I said yes thinking maybe he would be good enough to sell me his older version considering he just upgraded to the latest and greatest. He then said he would "hook me up".

Around two o'clock he asked my to come with him to the mail room for a minute. After we enter the mail room, he waits for the other employees in the room to leave and then removes three CD's from a manila folder he is carrying and then places them in a large brown envelope which he then hands to me. He said that was the software I wanted. I return to my desk and have a look into the envelope. What he had given me was three copies of the 2004 version of the software in question.

After I sat there and thought about it for a few minutes I began to ask myself some questions. Why three copies? How did he get them so fast? And the more important question, where did he get them so fast?

Knowing Pooper's attitude, mannerisms and his motivations from past scrapes I had with him, I got real nervous. I made the only move I felt was a safe one at the point in time. I asked the two department managers to chat with me in the conference room. I layed out the story for them and they naturally wondered where the software came from so quickly. So I went back to my desk, looked at the serial numbers on the cd cases and e-mailed the numbers to the two bosses.

To make an already long story short, they ran the numbers I gave them through our I.T. department and come to find that the software belonged to the company. So Pooper was trying to give me stolen property. If I would have tried leaving with the disks and got caught, I could have been busted from grand-theft, or receiving stolen property at the least.

They pull Pooper aside, confront him about the situation and have a brief chat. A few minutes later they escort him back to his desk. He blurts out a few obscenities at me, gathers his things, turns over his i.d. card to the boss and leaves.

I'm not sure if he got fired, or just suspended. Don't know and don't care. He's an asshole and always trying to work an angle on someone.

Anyway, the bosses talk to me, think maybe for security reasons it's a good idea for me to call it quits today. I gather my shit, say good-bye to a few friends and leave.

Then, on my way home I get like 9 text messages from Pooper and at least 15 calls. It got so bad that I had to call my cell phone provider and have my fucking number changed.

Just a totally fucked up day. But, at least I'm done with that office and can move on.

Tuesday, September 2, 2008


Since I haven't blogged in a few days, let me give everyone an update.

My cushy office job is over as of the 12th of September. However, I already have another job lined up that I will start on the 15th.

I bought a truck Monday and got it half way home when the transmission went out of it, so now I have to find someone reasonable to repair it for me. Probably won't be cheap.

My sister is due to have her baby anytime now. She just went on maternity leave.

My brother's wedding is Saturday and I'm so not prepared for it.

I've been exercising and watching my calories and am still gaining both weight and body fat percentage. Weird.

Can't think of any other interesting info to share as of now.