Not So Fast Food

So...went to the KFC/Taco Bell. Ordered an 8 pc for me and a Twister Combo for the g/f. This was at 7:17pm. At 7:47pm, I spoke with the manager about why we hadn't received our food....a half fricken hour later. He apologized, made some lame excuse about an orientation (at 7pm on a Sunday night?) and refunded my money. We finally got our food about 5-10 minutes later. They screwed up the side dishes for the g/f, didn't have the right pieces in the 8pc, and overall left me in a less than pleasant mood.

Of course I responded like anyone who needs to vent should...I screamed and cussed and told them they could all go to hell...in my mind. Then I sent a nice little email to their corporate asking what method they use to cook chicken strips (what we were told we were waiting on) that took 30 minutes.

Interview and Dinner

Well, the first thing of note is that I have an interview tomorrow with a marketing company that acts as a liaison between large companies and their smaller partners. We'll see how that goes. Current job just isn't paying what I'm looking for.

Second thing is...and apparently I must think the current job is paying well enough, because I just dropped $100 on dinner for two downtown...lord what was I thinking?

Addendum

I've been toying around with the idea of starting two more Blogs. I help run a Guild in World of Warcraft, the most popular MMORPG ever, and I also have lots of experience (and I like to think insight) in to management.

So now I have to decide, do I really want to be posting into three blogs, and do I want to go with Adsense on those?

Another day, another dime

Nothing like a boring day at work. It amazes me how the company even makes money with such a low turnout. They generate less revenue than the non-profit I worked for did.

I realized about 3 weeks ago that I seriously need to re-evaluate my fitness. When I was walking down the escalator that was broken and I could feel my stomach actually...bounce. I've been working out on an exercise machine at work that we sell and walking the 2-4 flights of stairs in the parking garage.

Talk about a fucked up choice

So...the background:

I had made a deal with my mother, whom I rarely visit, that if during her endeavour to lose weight, if she reached 250#, I'd come visit. So, this past week, she did it. I arranged to visit for the weekend. She, her roomate, and I all went out Fri and Sat.

I was supposed to meet "M", a good friend of mine Saturday night. Unfortunately, she got a headache and had to cancel. Even though I was pretty bummed, I knew I'd get to hang out with her on Sun because we'd planned to go see Rambo together.

Well, Sun comes around and my buddy "J" invites me to the Ville to go work out. I head down that way, figuring I have plenty of time to head back to catch the movie. While there, he invites me out for the night. Now's where the fucked up choice comes. I made the decision to stay in the Ville and hang out with him instead of keeping my original plans.

The short of that night was that we did pretty much nothing, just wen to the Pub at 4th street, but I'd forgotten my ID, so we couldn't do anything else.

I spent the rest of the evening and all of today regretting it and wishing I'd kept my original plans. When I told "J" that I'd cancelled my plans with "M" he said I should've kept them too. So overall, I feel like a total dick and wish I knew how to fix it.

Long time no...awww screw it

I had a good friend of mine ask about this blog today...and I thought, what the hell...I needed to get off my lazy ass and post. I'll add this to my home pages and we'll see if I can start posting again.