I sell sex and flatuence...
12/18/05
I got up around 7:30 to get myself all ready for work, and all the fun that goes hand in hand with working at the mall during the holiday season. I was swamped with unappreciative customers buying the worst Christmas presents youve ever seen. At Spencer Gifts Id have to say our top sellers right now are Humphrey the humping dog,( a ridiculous waste of $14.99) Glitter lamps on sale for $7.49, the Fart machine at $16.99, and of course vibrators and lubrication at varying prices. So heres the deal, Christmas has become about domesticated sex and flatulence. I see so many horrible gifts being bought just for the sake of buying gifts. A teenaged boy asked me if $150 was enough to spend on his girlfriend of one year. An associate and friend of mine recommended jewelery, I just laughed. Get the girl something obscure she likes, you people dont have to drop hundreds of dollars to give nice gifts, or to show that you care. Please everyone, lets try giving gifts that make people think, instead of this brainless crap you buy at my store. Lets try for less vibrators, and more thought. Less sex, more love please.
Not that I wouldnt mind having sex sometime. But it just cheapens people, society, to give sex as a gift, to commercialize sex. Although I am fully aware that a large amount of marketing relies on sex appeal, I just think relationships and people suffer when sex is so prominent in society. Maybe you hate me for saying that, but doesnt someone have to say it? Also seeing all the couples around Christmas time is depressing the hell out of me. This is the first Christmas in 8 yrs Ive been alone. Im doing pretty good, but thats because when you work at the mall you view the holidays different. Anyone whos buying presents and not working in those department stores has such a different outlook on holidays. Sure, you have to do your Christmas shopping and brave the mall rush, but you dont have to live it for 30 days, and deal with the customers one on one. Christmas time at the mall means I only have one day off a week, and all the hours I put in, are paid with minimum wage, headaches, and large sums of money used to buy energy drinks, coffee, and mall food. It doesnt feel like Christmas this year, not one bit. But working holidays is a double ended sword. At the same time, I dont have a chance to get too down about the holidays, because all of my time is fully occupied.
I look forward to going home, taking my hot shower and going to bed. Sometimes I get an hour or so to listen to music or watch a movie. Now since I dont have television at all, I actually listen to music. I mean I sit down, and really listen. I love music so much. I am so impressed that people create music and it moves us all in such a way. Scott let me borrow some speakers to plug into my dying laptop, and it makes such a difference. Im now able to really appreciate the music, and hear it so much better. Im totally buying some for Christmas. Ive been listening to Saosin a lot lately. The song Translating The Name is becoming my favorite. And to go off on a side note, My Chemical Romance has action figures out right now, just got them in at work. So Strange! Theyre all wearing little black suits and red ties, the lead singer has red eyeshadow on. Its so bizarre to see them, and they come with super rockin guitar picks with My Chemical Romance written on them. Oh how strange our world has become. It seems that Rock has gone pop in a sense thanks to you mall Goths. All you sad little children with your huge pants and your love for trendy homosexuality. Please get over this stage, its not fair to the real homosexuals who cant find decent boyfriends and girlfriends. Im so sick of seeing you make out with everyone you can find just to be cool. Do you kids even feel anything anymore? I mean, do you truly feel, or do you do what the media says, and feel what they want you to feel?
Playboy merchandise is one of the many things that summarize whats wrong with sexuality in our society. I sell so much of that retarded crap everyday. Why dont parents care anymore, cant they see this stuff is warping their childrens minds and giving them the wrong message about the appropriate way to approach sexuality?? Argh, it really does sicken me and I just cant stand it. What are we doing to our children?? Whats the point anymore, no one else cares
I went to see Les at work today. Wed talked over the phone finally and had one of those great talks that feel like breaking up. But Im then reminded, you cant break up if you arent dating. So why does it feel like breaking up sometimes? But anyways, I had gotten him gifts while we were seeing each other on a normal basis and I just needed to give them to him, and get it over with. Start fresh again, and be cool with it all. My worst thought as Im driving over there is that hes going to think Im crazy. Having the sort of conversation we had, and here I am a couple days later bringing him presents. But anyways, I park the car, and scoop up his presents , hoping not to look like too much of a stalker as I enter his work. I say hi, and hand him his stuff. He goes on break and we swing on over to Wendys where the boy buys way too much fast food for his skinny little self. We entertain some small talk about the holidays and such while he washes his burger down with soda ( diet cola, no ice.) Finally he starts dismantling the presents I clumsily stuck together and puts aside the little drawing I did for him. He pulls out two t-shirts I got from threadless, and looks at them for awhile. While this is happening Im feeling a few things. One, hes probably gonna look at these shirts and be like, What the hell, you think I wear this kinda crap?? And two, hes gonna think, Whats this girls problem, and why cant I get rid of her?? But, he assures me he likes his gifts very much, and the tshirts are in fact, him. He looked like hed genuinely liked what Id gotten him. And it felt good. Hugged each other for a second and I remembered his smell. Red Candles. Like the kind I used to buy in middle school. He shivered, and we went back inside. I caught up on my Kabuki Alchemy reading, and read another comic blurb done by Roman Dirge, before heading back out into the night. Said goodbye to my darling boy, so who knows how long itll be till I hear from him, or see him again. But on a side note, if he ever wants those dvds back, he needs to come and retrieve them!
Sitting on my chair right now, writing this and I finally feel a small bit of peace. Im finding solice in being by myself. It feels so good to be living alone sometimes, you just need to get used to it. It was really hard in the beginning, but its getting so much easier. I get a lot of my social outlets at work, so I can go home and just relax. Relax, thats right kiddies. I dont do shit if I dont want to, like I said, Im listening to music. I keep the new place clean and full of French art. I love it so much, my place looks like a coffee shop. I love me some Mucha too. But dont we all love Mucha right now anyways?? Seems hes become trendy lately, and I dont know how to handle that. I just love my little treehouse of an apartment. Cant wait to get a dog. Im going to paint the bedroom red, and next month, Im going to get a bed, even if I have to finance it. I do way too much living in this livingroom, and itd rock so much to have a functional bedroom. Right now Im just using mine for storage, and to hold my clothing. I actually had a dream the other night that my family bought me a bed for Christmas, and of course I wake up huddled in my sleeping bag on the couch. Fuck, I need a bed.
12/18/05
I got up around 7:30 to get myself all ready for work, and all the fun that goes hand in hand with working at the mall during the holiday season. I was swamped with unappreciative customers buying the worst Christmas presents youve ever seen. At Spencer Gifts Id have to say our top sellers right now are Humphrey the humping dog,( a ridiculous waste of $14.99) Glitter lamps on sale for $7.49, the Fart machine at $16.99, and of course vibrators and lubrication at varying prices. So heres the deal, Christmas has become about domesticated sex and flatulence. I see so many horrible gifts being bought just for the sake of buying gifts. A teenaged boy asked me if $150 was enough to spend on his girlfriend of one year. An associate and friend of mine recommended jewelery, I just laughed. Get the girl something obscure she likes, you people dont have to drop hundreds of dollars to give nice gifts, or to show that you care. Please everyone, lets try giving gifts that make people think, instead of this brainless crap you buy at my store. Lets try for less vibrators, and more thought. Less sex, more love please.
Not that I wouldnt mind having sex sometime. But it just cheapens people, society, to give sex as a gift, to commercialize sex. Although I am fully aware that a large amount of marketing relies on sex appeal, I just think relationships and people suffer when sex is so prominent in society. Maybe you hate me for saying that, but doesnt someone have to say it? Also seeing all the couples around Christmas time is depressing the hell out of me. This is the first Christmas in 8 yrs Ive been alone. Im doing pretty good, but thats because when you work at the mall you view the holidays different. Anyone whos buying presents and not working in those department stores has such a different outlook on holidays. Sure, you have to do your Christmas shopping and brave the mall rush, but you dont have to live it for 30 days, and deal with the customers one on one. Christmas time at the mall means I only have one day off a week, and all the hours I put in, are paid with minimum wage, headaches, and large sums of money used to buy energy drinks, coffee, and mall food. It doesnt feel like Christmas this year, not one bit. But working holidays is a double ended sword. At the same time, I dont have a chance to get too down about the holidays, because all of my time is fully occupied.
I look forward to going home, taking my hot shower and going to bed. Sometimes I get an hour or so to listen to music or watch a movie. Now since I dont have television at all, I actually listen to music. I mean I sit down, and really listen. I love music so much. I am so impressed that people create music and it moves us all in such a way. Scott let me borrow some speakers to plug into my dying laptop, and it makes such a difference. Im now able to really appreciate the music, and hear it so much better. Im totally buying some for Christmas. Ive been listening to Saosin a lot lately. The song Translating The Name is becoming my favorite. And to go off on a side note, My Chemical Romance has action figures out right now, just got them in at work. So Strange! Theyre all wearing little black suits and red ties, the lead singer has red eyeshadow on. Its so bizarre to see them, and they come with super rockin guitar picks with My Chemical Romance written on them. Oh how strange our world has become. It seems that Rock has gone pop in a sense thanks to you mall Goths. All you sad little children with your huge pants and your love for trendy homosexuality. Please get over this stage, its not fair to the real homosexuals who cant find decent boyfriends and girlfriends. Im so sick of seeing you make out with everyone you can find just to be cool. Do you kids even feel anything anymore? I mean, do you truly feel, or do you do what the media says, and feel what they want you to feel?
Playboy merchandise is one of the many things that summarize whats wrong with sexuality in our society. I sell so much of that retarded crap everyday. Why dont parents care anymore, cant they see this stuff is warping their childrens minds and giving them the wrong message about the appropriate way to approach sexuality?? Argh, it really does sicken me and I just cant stand it. What are we doing to our children?? Whats the point anymore, no one else cares
I went to see Les at work today. Wed talked over the phone finally and had one of those great talks that feel like breaking up. But Im then reminded, you cant break up if you arent dating. So why does it feel like breaking up sometimes? But anyways, I had gotten him gifts while we were seeing each other on a normal basis and I just needed to give them to him, and get it over with. Start fresh again, and be cool with it all. My worst thought as Im driving over there is that hes going to think Im crazy. Having the sort of conversation we had, and here I am a couple days later bringing him presents. But anyways, I park the car, and scoop up his presents , hoping not to look like too much of a stalker as I enter his work. I say hi, and hand him his stuff. He goes on break and we swing on over to Wendys where the boy buys way too much fast food for his skinny little self. We entertain some small talk about the holidays and such while he washes his burger down with soda ( diet cola, no ice.) Finally he starts dismantling the presents I clumsily stuck together and puts aside the little drawing I did for him. He pulls out two t-shirts I got from threadless, and looks at them for awhile. While this is happening Im feeling a few things. One, hes probably gonna look at these shirts and be like, What the hell, you think I wear this kinda crap?? And two, hes gonna think, Whats this girls problem, and why cant I get rid of her?? But, he assures me he likes his gifts very much, and the tshirts are in fact, him. He looked like hed genuinely liked what Id gotten him. And it felt good. Hugged each other for a second and I remembered his smell. Red Candles. Like the kind I used to buy in middle school. He shivered, and we went back inside. I caught up on my Kabuki Alchemy reading, and read another comic blurb done by Roman Dirge, before heading back out into the night. Said goodbye to my darling boy, so who knows how long itll be till I hear from him, or see him again. But on a side note, if he ever wants those dvds back, he needs to come and retrieve them!
Sitting on my chair right now, writing this and I finally feel a small bit of peace. Im finding solice in being by myself. It feels so good to be living alone sometimes, you just need to get used to it. It was really hard in the beginning, but its getting so much easier. I get a lot of my social outlets at work, so I can go home and just relax. Relax, thats right kiddies. I dont do shit if I dont want to, like I said, Im listening to music. I keep the new place clean and full of French art. I love it so much, my place looks like a coffee shop. I love me some Mucha too. But dont we all love Mucha right now anyways?? Seems hes become trendy lately, and I dont know how to handle that. I just love my little treehouse of an apartment. Cant wait to get a dog. Im going to paint the bedroom red, and next month, Im going to get a bed, even if I have to finance it. I do way too much living in this livingroom, and itd rock so much to have a functional bedroom. Right now Im just using mine for storage, and to hold my clothing. I actually had a dream the other night that my family bought me a bed for Christmas, and of course I wake up huddled in my sleeping bag on the couch. Fuck, I need a bed.
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