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I am amused when girls go to music festivals ill-prepared. And that they think wearing bulk make-up is a smart idea in a day of sun and heat and sweat and consequent water dousings, and not having access to a mirror if you are concerned with the upkeep (save for maybe a compact). Maybe I'm just a boy who doesn't understand..

I like it when I take my lip ring out and I have a crevice in my lip where the ring used to be.

I like it how certain songs remind you of people.

Tonight I officially became an employee of Coles supermarkets. Some might see this as a backward step but I see it as a forward one. I'm not looking at trying to rise up through the ranks and I don't intend on staying as long as I have with any previous job. All I see are the cons:
- I am friends with my manager and he will give me whatever hours I want
- Guaranteed hours is great when you have only been working 2 shifts a week and have spiraled in to debt
- Shift flexibility is great as I am often unavailable due to working at gigs
- Better pay
- Still allows me to work around uni due to the night fill hours being 7pm-12am
- A PAID BREAK - something unheard of at Video Ezy, paid or unpaid
- Easy. Oh so easy
- Store closes at 9.. no customer service

Customers are jerks. And idiots.

Two examples:

Example one - I tell a customer that he is unable to hire movies unless he has his membership card or photo identification. Firstly, I just don't know why people would not carry their license around with them. What happens when you get pulled up by the police for whatever reason or another and you don't have your license? Trouble, that's what. And as if go to the video store without the video card. Sheesh. Anyway, he swears at me for starters and storms off to his car to get his membership card, which he has.. just bring it in the first time! And leaves his shirtless eldest child who in between me serving other customers he continued to remind me that he was waiting there while his dad got his card. When he returned his youngest child, whom he was holding, was squirming a little. So he smacked it and called it a little cunt. No one should be called a cunt, and especially not a BABY.

Example two - A customer asks me if we have a movie called, and I will spell it ebonically, "kuh-danss". I tried to work out what he had said and eventually asked him to repeat it. "kuh-danss". I told him that I was 99.9% sure that we did not have the movie but that I would check our database none the less to appease him. I searched for "dance" and found nothing. He told me Charlie Sheen was in it and so I looked him up on IMDB and as it turns out, the movie is called Cadence (cay-dens for anyone who still struggles). I didn't correct him I just let him continue on thinking it was called Kudance. Surely they say the word at some point in the movie..

Doesn't always matter.

Prime example was Ratatouille. "Rat-a-tooly", "Rat-a-too-illy".. and something I can't remember that didn't even start with R.

I could talk about customer stupidity for hours. But basically, I'm happy to not deal with it anymore.

I don't intend on staying at Coles for very long as I have plans in place to structure my business and run it more successfully and financially fruitful throughout this year. And besides that, I only have a year and a half left on my bogus made-up degree and hopefully someone will employ me on that merit at the end of it.

Or I'll become a rockstar at some point along the way.. which seems pretty much impossible since after Monday's gig, 2 members move to Brisbane, spelling the end of the band. Finally.

I shall end this very random blog on a cadence. Da da da da dum dah. Dom.