Sorry folks, it has been a long week. My boss forced-to-retire a woman who had worked there for 10+ years because she is too old and evidently no longer fits into his plans for things. I think that is bullshit, cold hearted, and exactly why people must always be weary of the private market system as it is today. Hopefully my co-workers learned a valuable life lesson from this.
Last night some friends and I went to the City Museum. We had soo much fun. We all got in this giant ball pit and were hurling balls at each other for about twenty minutes. That is by far the funnest and most exhausting thing to do there. Three of us also got our palms read by this cool hippy-teacher chick who does her readings in Elvis's mobile home. She told me I was extremely healthy and could live to be 100; granted I didn''t die in a horrible wreck (AHH)! She also told me that I have no love line. I have no idea what that means. I am perfectly capable of loving people, I think?. aren't I?
It looks like everyone had a good Halloween. After reading a few blogs before going to class on Tuesday, I was suddenly inspired enough to do something for the occasion. I have a box in the basement with my halloween stuff in it. I like to add to it every year, but this year just isn'tr it. I did go to it, however, and picked out a few things including: a Silence of the Lambs mask (the one Hannibal wears to keep him from biting people), a bloody chefs apron, a head in a jar, and some silver hairspray. I don't know what I was exactly, but I ended up being the only one in my class who dressed up (or atleast the only one who showed up dressed up). On my way home I stopped and rented It's Alive, the stupidest horror movie from 1973. They took my picture for their Halloween Costume contest. No word if I won yet or not.
Last night some friends and I went to the City Museum. We had soo much fun. We all got in this giant ball pit and were hurling balls at each other for about twenty minutes. That is by far the funnest and most exhausting thing to do there. Three of us also got our palms read by this cool hippy-teacher chick who does her readings in Elvis's mobile home. She told me I was extremely healthy and could live to be 100; granted I didn''t die in a horrible wreck (AHH)! She also told me that I have no love line. I have no idea what that means. I am perfectly capable of loving people, I think?. aren't I?
It looks like everyone had a good Halloween. After reading a few blogs before going to class on Tuesday, I was suddenly inspired enough to do something for the occasion. I have a box in the basement with my halloween stuff in it. I like to add to it every year, but this year just isn'tr it. I did go to it, however, and picked out a few things including: a Silence of the Lambs mask (the one Hannibal wears to keep him from biting people), a bloody chefs apron, a head in a jar, and some silver hairspray. I don't know what I was exactly, but I ended up being the only one in my class who dressed up (or atleast the only one who showed up dressed up). On my way home I stopped and rented It's Alive, the stupidest horror movie from 1973. They took my picture for their Halloween Costume contest. No word if I won yet or not.
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And yes, that is exactly why my boss forced her to retire; she started when it was a million dollar business and now it is a thirty million dollar business. She did, however, help it to become that and I would think that there should be at least some way for her to draw a salary still. I don't know, it just sucks and I don't think I would ever do that or even be able to do that to someone, especially a sweet old lady. And shit, I would have atleast let her work til the end of the year or something!