Woot... Two Jobs + a rant on garbage
I woke up the other morning thinking: "You know what? I really dont like having free time to do things I enjoy, so maybe i'll get another job." Wait no... thats not how it went... Thats not how it went at all. I think it went more like:
" I need more money, better get another job"
Yes my dear readers. After careful considerations I decided to get another job on top of my concrete job. Now, you may be wondering, "what kind of place would hire someone for a month of summer left." Well, clearly I enjoy adding insult to injury when I make decisions like this, so ladies and gentlemen, I took back my job at Staples!!!
*waits for dead silence with some cricket noise*
Yea, I thought I was done there as well, but my old boss said he really needed help and didnt mind only hiring me for one month for more money. It's not so bad yet, Back To School is do-able for us retail folk so-long as we dont get cognative assholes constantly screaming at us demanding that we help them first.
Actually, I now know what the worst job in the world is: Its called city garbage duty. Now, not only did I have to pay $100 to take an air-brake course so I can drive a 3 ton garbage truck. BUT I have to put up with what YOU people throw out.
I have only been out 3 times, so far the worst is diapers and maggots. I opened one garbage can, and found it FULL of maggots. It was the most putrid, vile and disgusting thing I have ever seen and smelt. Needless to say, I dumped the garbage in the truck and proceded to throw the garbage can accross that owners driveway while yelling several profanities and colorful four letter words.
As for the diapers, they smell bad, but, people seem to think that there is no need to TIE THE FREAKEN BAGS! A few diapers fell out of the truck and we were forced to pick them up because someone was too lazy to put a twist tie on these things!
But, on a good note, some owners actually do care. One of them was nice enough to go get me a pepsi from his house cause he understands that garbage is indeed, the worse job around. So, he gets put on the "do not throw his trashcan" list.
And im spent.
This is Falcon, signing off.
Life
Remember in elementary (and some parts of Junior High for that matter) when someone had you pinned in a fight, that the only way out of it was too say the word "Uncle"? It meant you knew that you couldnt get out of that situation and that you wanted it to stop. Funny how things have changed since then.
My life has changed dramatically in the last couple of months. I have gained many things and I have lost many things. One of the things ive gained is the opportunity to now start my studies at post-secondary and experience this thing known as University. Now as great as that may sound, I have lost (or rather am in the process of losing) someone who was once a great friend of mine, a person whom I loved and respected quite literally through thick and thin.
Her and I went through a lot together. And im ashamed to see it start to end this way. From best I can tell, it is mostly because we are both stuburn. We both can't seem to see where each other is coming from. I look at it as a lack of effort, and unfortunately I have my head so far up my ass at the moment and am so hung up on this issue, that im probably not gonna change that view. I don't know how she see's it because, for her own reasons, she will not tell me.
This isnt the first time i've lost a friend this way, i may have lost one of the best friends I ever had a few years ago simply because of an issue of drugs. I was friends him for the better part of 15 years (at the time, that was pretty much my whole life). And just because I have my own stuck up feelings on certain issues, I couldn't see past that one problem he was getting himself involved with.
Now I dont intend to lose this friendship, but at the end of a relationship, how does one learn to forget, forgive and move on? I can't seem to forget what happend, I can't forgive how I was treated and its difficult for me to move on cause I want this fixed. Its this ridiculous perpetual circle of problems we are having. I want things to go back to the way they were. But that can never happen till I see that same commitment from that person.
And there my friends lies the stalemate. We are both waiting for one of us to call and fix things. Neither of us wants to be the pro-active, go-getter that saves the day. And thats too bad, cause she was a really good friend of mine long before this whole mess started.
We helped each other through some very tough times, what a shame we cant help each other now.
"Uncle"
This is Falcon, signing off.
Respect
Who among us can seriously say that what they have done something that will be remembered for generations to come? If you can, was it so extraordinary that it changed the very course of history? I don't speak of leaving your name etched in some cement or being the head architect of some building, I speak of the veterans of the World Wars.
These are the people that went out to stop a madman who slaughtered millions of innocent people. These are the people who watched their friends and comrades get shot, beaten and blown up just so that we can live in this great, democratic society of today. THAT ladies and gentlemen, is something significant.
So, as I flipped through the TV channels today, I came across CTV News Net and it was doing a story on how a war memorial in Ottawa was desecrated on our nations 139th birthday by some drunken moron. The idiot in question decided that the memorial would be a good place to "relieve" himself from his night of partying.
Now, I'm no stranger to the call of nature during a night of partying (Lord knows I drank my share of alcohol on Saturday as well) BUT, even when I'm drunk as a skunk, I do know the difference between a statue, and a toilet. And believe me, they look nothing alike.
Maybe we should send the guy to Afghanistan and let him get just a taste of what kind of horror our soldiers still have to face to this very day. And when he's scared half to death, he'll probably "relieve" himself on his only good pair of underwear, right there on the battlefield.
This is Falcon, signing off.
Our Lady Peace - Theif
I don't want to understand this horror
There's a weight in your eyes I can't admit
Everybody ends up here in bottles
But the name tag's the last thing you wanted
As the world explodes we fall out of it
And we can't let go because this Will not go away
There's a house built out in space...
I can't see that thief that lives inside of your head
But I can be some courage at the side of your bed
I don't know what's happening and I can't pretend
But I can be your....
Someone help us understand who ordered
This disgusting arrangement with time and the end
I don't want to hear who walked on water'
Cause the hallways are empty, clocks tick
As the world implodes we fall into it
And we can't go home because this Will not go away
There's a house built out in space...
I can't see that thief that lives inside of your head
But I can be some courage at the side of your bed
I don't know what's happening and I can't pretend
It's a long long getaway, it's a long long getaway
Make it home again, make it home again
It's a long long getaway, it's a long long getaway
I can't see that thief that lives inside of your head
But I can be some courage at the side of your bed
I don't know what's happening and I can't pretend
But I can be your....And I can be your.....It's a long long getaway
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This is Falcon, signing off
