so, i'm sitting here cleaning my room and all i hear is someone singing (not a recording mind you) outside. bits and pieces are coming in through my closed window:
...i am waiting for your breath...
oh sweet death...
one...
last...
caress...
one last caress sweet death!
I GOT SOMETHING TO SAY...
I RAPED YOUR MOTHER TODAY...
so, i go check it out,
and sure enough,
one of my neighbors is in their house,
singing "Last Caress" by the Misfits,
loud enough that I can hear them two houses away.
Impressive. I must find this person.
***
In other news, I accidentally had a business lunch today. I walked to the chinese place across the street from my sign shop for lunch at the same time my boss was buying lunch for the two IT consultants who came in from Ohio to set-up our systems to link our new location to our existing location.
(Oh, and incidentally, now he's singing "R.A.T. F.I.N.K." haha, this is so great).
Anyway, my boss turns and sees me and says "you want in on this?" And he buys me lunch and I sit in on the meeting and he steers the questions to a systems-oriented discussion about using IT to automate repetitive tasks in our workflow. I did pretty good. It's funny how much shit that I care absolutely nothing about I have stored in my brain.
That year of working on an e-commerce site for the scooter store turns out being useful after all. As soon as we get the second location up and running, I've been told that I will be teaming up with the IT guys to develop an e-commerce site for our shop to sell full-color custom posters and banners online. So, I will have an opportunity to put some of my crazy theories on the line and I can dig out my old notes and make some use of them.
I have a HUGE FUCKING MEETING tomorrow morning. It's a pivotal moment where I have an opportunity to shift the direction of the company from the "same old, same old" mindset to a new vision of constant improvement, accountability and "good" craftsmanship.
It's one of those situations where the boss is saying all this stuff that the employees should be doing to prepare for doubling our workforce and filling out a second location, but nobody is doing any of it, none of the managers are taking leadership roles and it's falling squarely upon my shoulders to step up above everyone else and express a vision for the future of the company.
Which is a funny position for a 24 year old punk to be in.
If I can pull this off, as in, if I can institute a proprietary production system into my shop and oversee the opening of three locations, ninety employees and an e-commerce site; I will be in a position to get a large enough business loan to publish WE MUST BECOME OUR HEROES full-time for at least a year.
The funniest thing is, if I wasn't doing all of this, making all of these sacrifices for my work (as in, my magazine, comics, etc) I'd be in a prime fucking position to become a very, very rich man in the next five years. I mean, shit, I am working directly under three men responsible for opening and running thirty-three video stores in the last ten years.
If I ever started caring about the sign shop like I do my magazine, I'd be rolling in money and power.. haha. Fucking hell! How do I get myself into these situations?
***
I met one of my upstairs roommates today. Are you ever totally afraid that when someone with really big, obvious cleavage introduces themselves to you...
"Hi, I'm Andrea."
you're gonna reply...
"Hi, boobs.'
I live in constant fear of that.
...i am waiting for your breath...
oh sweet death...
one...
last...
caress...
one last caress sweet death!
I GOT SOMETHING TO SAY...
I RAPED YOUR MOTHER TODAY...
so, i go check it out,
and sure enough,
one of my neighbors is in their house,
singing "Last Caress" by the Misfits,
loud enough that I can hear them two houses away.
Impressive. I must find this person.
***
In other news, I accidentally had a business lunch today. I walked to the chinese place across the street from my sign shop for lunch at the same time my boss was buying lunch for the two IT consultants who came in from Ohio to set-up our systems to link our new location to our existing location.
(Oh, and incidentally, now he's singing "R.A.T. F.I.N.K." haha, this is so great).
Anyway, my boss turns and sees me and says "you want in on this?" And he buys me lunch and I sit in on the meeting and he steers the questions to a systems-oriented discussion about using IT to automate repetitive tasks in our workflow. I did pretty good. It's funny how much shit that I care absolutely nothing about I have stored in my brain.
That year of working on an e-commerce site for the scooter store turns out being useful after all. As soon as we get the second location up and running, I've been told that I will be teaming up with the IT guys to develop an e-commerce site for our shop to sell full-color custom posters and banners online. So, I will have an opportunity to put some of my crazy theories on the line and I can dig out my old notes and make some use of them.
I have a HUGE FUCKING MEETING tomorrow morning. It's a pivotal moment where I have an opportunity to shift the direction of the company from the "same old, same old" mindset to a new vision of constant improvement, accountability and "good" craftsmanship.
It's one of those situations where the boss is saying all this stuff that the employees should be doing to prepare for doubling our workforce and filling out a second location, but nobody is doing any of it, none of the managers are taking leadership roles and it's falling squarely upon my shoulders to step up above everyone else and express a vision for the future of the company.
Which is a funny position for a 24 year old punk to be in.
If I can pull this off, as in, if I can institute a proprietary production system into my shop and oversee the opening of three locations, ninety employees and an e-commerce site; I will be in a position to get a large enough business loan to publish WE MUST BECOME OUR HEROES full-time for at least a year.
The funniest thing is, if I wasn't doing all of this, making all of these sacrifices for my work (as in, my magazine, comics, etc) I'd be in a prime fucking position to become a very, very rich man in the next five years. I mean, shit, I am working directly under three men responsible for opening and running thirty-three video stores in the last ten years.
If I ever started caring about the sign shop like I do my magazine, I'd be rolling in money and power.. haha. Fucking hell! How do I get myself into these situations?
***
I met one of my upstairs roommates today. Are you ever totally afraid that when someone with really big, obvious cleavage introduces themselves to you...
"Hi, I'm Andrea."
you're gonna reply...
"Hi, boobs.'
I live in constant fear of that.
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the HR/eric morris show was great, happy to report.
you must be referring to the pool at the hotel that was utterly destroyed that weekend. i heard the place was on a kind of 'lockdown' the last day after a lot of damage had been done (couches thrown out of windows, etc.). i had no idea who those little girls were, but that was an absolutely phenomenal set by the adicts. how'd you manage to miss that?!
now i've got to decide whether i want to see MDC in baltimore today or upper darby, pa tomorrow.. hmm.