Leave tip on Pick Up?
When you pick up food from a restaurant, do you leave a tip? Cause I sure as hell don’t and my girlfriend considers me a cheap bastard for not doing so. I think next time, she can pay for the fucking dinner.
NEhoo, I just don’t see the point of leaving a tip; they provided me with no service other than preparing the food and that’s what the initial payment is for, correct? They didn’t phone me to see what I wanted for dinner, I called them. They didn’t bring the food to me when it was done, I drove to them. They didn’t wipe my dining room table for me, I wiped it. They didn’t refill my drink when my glass was empty? I refilled it. They didn’t do my dishes when I was done, I cleaned them(actually my girlfriend did but that’s besides the point). So, what would I be giving them a tip for? Hell, they should be giving me a fucking tip. Next time I go to pick up food I think I’ll bring a tip jar with me and waive it in front of their face.
I wouldn’t tip somebody at a McDonald’s or Burger King drive through, would you? Or, how about the cashier at a self-serve gas station? Hell, no. I earned my money so why would I just give it away. Not to get off topic but I also hate cashiers who ask if you want your damned change. Sure, its’ only 15 fucking cents but that’s my 15 fucking cents. Hell yeah I want my change!!
The Alchemist
I just finished reading “The Alchemist” by Paulo Coelho (yes, furious Frank enjoys a good book every now and then). And, I gotta say that I’m a little bit disappointed. It’s not that the book wasn’t good. It was actually pretty darn good. But I expected it to be great. After all the great reviews and recommendations that this book got, I expected it to be hella great.
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Quick summary of the book:
A Shepard boy has a recurring dream about pyramids. After a talk with a fortune teller and a self-proclaimed King, the boy comes to the conclusion that there is a great treasure to be found in the pyramids. He gives up his beloved nomadic lifestyle of a Shepard boy and takes off. During his journey, the boy must listen to the voice of the world and his heart in order to recognize the omens that would eventually lead him to the pyramids.
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Like I said, it’s a pretty good book but after all the hype I got I couldn’t help but be a bit disappointed. However, I would still recommend this book to others as a ‘good read’. If you do read it, take the time to really read it. I finished it rather quickly and that could be why I didn’t enjoy it as much as others. Don’t just read the book, read into the book as there are a lot of hidden messages and foreshadows in it. Almost like a modern day Shakespeare.
Garbage Day
Well, today was garbage day for me but I regretfully slept in. Man, did I ever sleep in. I didn’t get up until almost noon. Yeah, it was that good of a night =) Anyway, what woke me up was the garbage truck going by. Crap. And, last night’s shindig left me with quite a big of garbage to dispose of.
But wait!! The garbage on the other side of the street has yet to be picked up. Ingenious!! So I do a quick 10 minute clean up and haul the trash outside. As I’m dumping my shit along with my neighbor’s across the street. The neighbor next door comes out with his lawn mower. He looks at what I’m doing and gives me that disappointed head shake. You know. The one your parents used to give you when you did something stupid as a kid.
Anyway, what fucking right did this cocksucker have to look down on me?!?! Was I doing anything criminal or illegal? It’s not like I didn’t know the guy who’s front boulevard I’m stashing my trash on. And, even if I didn’t know him, is it really a big fucking deal? He’s not paying any extra fees because of it. It’s not like I’m ripping off the garbage collectors or the city by doing what I was.
Stupid little bitch. Shake your head at me will you? I think my dog’s gonna have a new favorite place to make his ‘daily deposits’ from now on.
Dogs Poisoned
Here’s a story that absolutely disgusts me. There is an off-leash dog park in Toronto called, appropriately, Dog Hill. Apparently there was some soggy bread and a drinking bowl that was left lying around the park. Being an off-leash part of the park, a number of dogs freely wandered over to these items and had a taste. They have yet to analyze the bread and/or bowl, but they suspect that it contains antifreeze and that the poisonous substance was mixed in purposely.
That is fucking horrible. Apparently, two dogs have reportedly died shortly after taking a walk through that park as well as four who are extremely ill. And these are only the reported ones, God knows how many animals actually got into it. I don’t understand how some people can have such a lack of morales to do such a evil thing. I mean, who gets off on this kind of shit? Seriously, who the fuck actually finds this shit entertaining?!?!
I hope someone finds these pieces of shit and feeds them some highly corrosive acid. They’re probably just a group of bored teens who have no sense of human morales. Stupid fuckers. This reminds me of a cocksucker who I went to school with. He found it fun to shoot the neighborhood cats with his BB gun. So, we beat the living daylights out of this fucker and emptied a handful of BBs into him. The only way they’ll learn.
KY Commercial
Has anyone seen the latest KY Jelly commercial? It’s the one where they show a couple making out at 9PM, a disorderly bed at 11PM, and the bathtub at 3AM. You must have seen this commercial because I saw it at least a dozen times while watching a movie on television last night alone. Anyway, the commercial ends claiming that this particular KY Jelly was the longest lasting personal lubricant. However, if you read the itty bitty fine print along the bottom, it states that the statement is based on a comparison to other KY Jelly personal lubricants. I dunno about anybody else, but I think that it’s rather pompous to claim to be the best and base that claim on a comparison to your own product(s).
Fence Post Dilemma Update
Quick Update on Fence Post Dilemma post
Now I’m really pissed off that the cocksucker post man I initially hired to put up my fence posts didn’t show up that day. We have rescheduled three times now with the new guy and all three times it ended up raining during our scheduled times of the day.
Fence Post Dilemma
We are planning to build a 6 foot wooden fence in our backyard. We had scheduled for a local guy going by the name of “The Post Man” to drill the holes and put up the fence posts for us. We had scheduled it for three in the afternoon yesterday. However, when that time came around, we found ourselves sitting in our living room, looking out the window for him, and being disappointed.
We patiently waited until four o’clock before we decided to give him a call. No answer. So, I left a message. An hour later, with no post man and no returned call, my girlfriend called the number again. This time his assistant/wife answered the phone. My girlfriend who was, at this point, already frustrated asked why we were waiting around instead of building our fence. The assistant said that we were actually scheduled for tomorrow. Bullshit. My girlfriend and I had both, in separate occasions, confirmed the date with these fucking bastards. When we told her this, she got defensive and started saying that we were wrong. We weren’t wrong. We double confirmed the date and time because we have a lot of other shit to do and so worked around this schedule. Shit that now has to wait and get rescheduled. Stupid bitch. My girlfriend hung up after neither sides showed any sign of backing down.
Ten minutes later, The post man himself phoned and I answered. He started telling me the same bullshit about us getting the date wrong. I started to get really angry when the cocksucker started calling me a liar and getting all sarcastic. I couldn’t believe it. How the fuck does this piece of shit run a business while acting like a fucking five year old kid? I decided to hang up while getting the last word(s) in; “Fuck you, cocksucker.”
After I calmed down a bit. I called a few other fence post contractors and learned that The Post Man was famous in the industry for missing scheduled times or canceling at the last minute. One guy even told me that The Post Man has a tendency to drive by the site and, if he didn’t like it, he would just keep driving. Seriously, how the fuck do you run a business like that?
Moving Day(s)
I hate moving. I really, really do. Especially when your girlfriend has enough crap to fill two houses. It’s sad really. We spent three trips, with three vehicles, getting her shit in here. We threw about a car load in the garbage and probably another two carloads will be sold in a yard sale. You know how many trips it took for my stuff? One trip!!
Anyway, I’m just glad this house is starting to look more like a house and less like a storage facility. I’m sure garbage day will be a joy for those poor garbage guys who have to haul all the crap we’ll be leaving out for them.
Shitty thing is, now it’s renovation time; walls, tiles, sink, fence, etc. I’m glad I took a week off for this crap. Or, maybe I shoulda worked and used that money to pay people to do this? Oh, well.
My Apologies
Sorry folks. I’ve been on a bit of a blogging hiatus lately, and I apologize; although I doubt that my lack of posts is really effecting anyone’s day to day life. To be honest, I would say this would be more of an apology to myself. This post just puts it in an official capacity.
This blog has really helped me contain my anger since it’s inception. I strongly believe this, now. This previous month, stress has really been hitting me. And, with it came anger. I found myself getting angry over stupid little things to those who simply do not deserve the verbal abuse that I am, regrettably, able to dish out. Coincidentally, this previous month I have had zero posts. And, yes, I am aware that this could simply be a coincidence. But I cannot afford to overlook the possibility that writing about the shit that pisses me off actually helps me resolve my anger issues.
So, whether anybody actually reads this piece of shit blog of mine or not; I am sorry. I hope to supply a fairly frequent pace of posts again. And, along with those posts, I hope to relieve some stress and frustration and become a better me. Why am I being so sappy? Because I’m tired of yelling at people over nonsense issues. Because I’m tired of having to apologize to my close friends and family for being such an asshole all the time. Because I hate walking into a room knowing that people are talking shit about me; not because they’re talking shit about me, but, because I know I deserve it.
But, enough of this ‘opening up’ session. Let’s blog on, people.
Snowfall in Spring
Yup. It’s the end of April and there was a major snowfall last night.
This blows.
I caught a cold.
That sucks, too.