Concert T-Shirt Guy

Man it would suck to work at a concert. Well, in some departments. The little aisle security guy in front has it made in the shade, but the t-shirt vendor people have it bad. It must be so stressful. It must also suck to be one of the search people who feel you up before you go in to make sure you don't have anything you shouldn't. (My friend had to throw away an umbrella). Somehow people manage to get things in, and if something went wrong it would be all your fault. Anyways, back to the t-shirt vendor people. While I was in line for a t-shirt, I realized how annoying it would be to work there. A mass of people squeezing in together to get a shirt with no definitive line or order whatsoever. Terrible chaos. The guy working closest to me was getting annoyed- almost everyone would go up to him with no idea what they wanted exactly, pointing at like 10 shirts saying, "That one." When he would bring them the shirt some of them would hold it up, say 'nevermind' and leave. Wow people. He yelled at us to make a line, and well, he tried to be nice but he was dealing with a bunch of idiots. When it was my turn I went up to him, said exactly what I wanted (mentioning size and color of shirt so he knew what ones), gave him EXACT change, said thank-you, and left with my merchandise. I swear I must have made his day as his best customer.

Mouse Tail

Yesterday I went to the UC Davis football game and saw a very weird and interesting person. A few rows ahead of me was standing an Asian guy (typical) with a shaved head. Something wasn't right, though. For some reason, a patch of hair on the back of his head was about 3 inches long. It was like he had a goatee... on the the wrong side! I have no idea why he would choose such an absurd style of hair. Maybe that part of his head got colder than the rest. Maybe he couldn't grow a real goatee so he took what he could get. Maybe the barber missed a spot. Maybe his hair grew faster in that spot. There are many plausible reasons, but we figured the most likely one was: he was in the beginning stages of growing a "rat tail" style hair. It's like a lame mullet (not that mullets are cool). However, his hair wasn't long enough yet, so it was a baby rat tail- a mouse tail. The highlight of the night (while observing this guy) was when he stroked his mouse tail, twirling it between his fingers in a playful manner.

Peanut Buttery Greatness

There's nothing quite like the smell, taste and appearance of a fresh, brand-new jar of peanut butter. Something about it's perfectly flat and unbroken surface right after the seal is removed just screams excellence and tastiness. I almost don't want to disturb it; maybe just let it bask in its glory for eternity. But I am hungry. Scooping a finger into the perfect sea of silky smooth awesomeness is a bittersweet moment. I enjoy the undisturbed peanut buttery taste, but am sad to disrupt its calm. In a way I feel I am stealing its innocence because, after that, it just gets more disheveled and ragtag. Nobody cares about peanut butter after it has already been used, they just slop it on toast or a sandwich without a second thought. But if it is a new jar, it takes on an entirely new persona. A persona of awesomeness, as just about everyone is in awe of its perfect beauty. In this world of hate and wrong, new peanut butter is a metaphor to the world; every new jar is perfect until it becomes corrupt by people. Once it is disturbed, there is no going back, and it is a tragedy to witness.

Flyers

I never thought I would become a "putting up flyers guy" but it happened. It is kinda depressing, but I guess desperate times call for desperate measures (unless they're socialist, lol). Anyways, I have been in quite a predicament for some time, trying to sell some extra concert tickets. It seems as if I tried just about everything to sell them, but... no dice. So I resorted to- yep you guessed it- putting up flyers. I rode around downtown Davis and posted flyers all around on telephone poles and electric boxes. Now I know what it feels like to be one of those people and that's not a good thing. Putting up flyers is so 'old school' and well, weird. I doubt they will work, but hey, at least my phone number is posted around random parts of town. So, I guess when you can't sell anything to your friends, your friends' friends, your relatives, anyone on eBay or Craigslist, it is time to put up flyers. Hooray.

Comcast Guy

It is really interesting to meet people and find out their life story. In other words, a lot of people have done interesting things in their lives that you may never guess. For example, today I was talking with the Comcast guy, Daniel. We first talked about how the internet guy no-showed, but that eventually led to a conversation on what he used to do. He told us he was in the Navy for 10 years stationed in San Diego, then went to Hawaii and then the Philippines. It was very interesting, and I never would have guessed. He said he just does his Comcast job for fun a few hours a day because he is retired, and gets a check from the Navy each month. Anyways, it is really cool to listen to what people have done in their lives. Another quick example is a guy I went golfing with. He was probably in his 60's or so. After talking, we found out his brother almost went to the Olympics, but broke his foot. So, it just goes to show that you never know what people have experienced in their lives, and it is very cool to listen and find out.

Goodwill Experience

So something really interesting happened to me yesterday. My dad, grandpa and I went to the Goodwill store to get some things for my apartment. At the front of the store we saw some frying pans and put one in our cart. It wasn't used, and there were a few more left on the shelf. Anyways, we went about our shopping, adding things here and there that we thought would be useful. At one point, we left our cart unattended near an aisle (while we were a few feet away looking on some of the shelves for stuff). When we came back to our cart, to our surprise, the frying pan was missing. Gone. We looked around, wondering if we had the right cart or where we could have misplaced the pan. The only logical conclusion was that somebody in Goodwill came by and took our frying pan out of the cart. We couldn't believe it. I mean, it wasn't a great frying pan (it was good) but there were definitely some left in the store. And who goes around taking a frying pan out of someone else's cart in Goodwill, of all places? Maybe if it was a valuable game or novelty item and I had the last one in the cart, it would be acceptable. But a frying pan? Come on, man (or woman). It was ridiculous. If you go around stealing things out of carts at Goodwill, I am pretty sure your life has sunk to a new low .

Texting Habits

Have you ever noticed how there are just some people who seem to send text messages in such an annoying way? Well, certain people have texting habits that are straight-up unhealthy and dumb. First off: the "hip text lingo guy." Seriously dude, stop it. They text like this: Hey dde wasup wit u. Ill b l8 4 din 2nite but b4 u go 2 bed..." and all that crap. It's ridiculous, so just stop it. They invented T-9 Word (predictive text) for a reason. The other person, which I hate most, is the person who texts you just saying, "Hey." That's all they say. They only text "hey." I'm not gonna respond to that. If you want to talk to me, then think of something more creative to say, or just call me at least. Which brings me to another point- texting should be limited. It has gotten way out of hand and people should just call each other more. Stop hiding behind emotionless text messages because you're afraid of talking to a real person. Another person is the texter who uses exactly correct grammar. It's not annoying, but just funny. You don't need to take THAT MUCH time with it. Usually, it is the new texters (or parents) that use this method. Anyways, the last person on my list is the texter that always have to have the last word. You say goodbye, they say bye. You say see you later, they say okay, etc. No matter what you do, this person has to text last. It's kinda sad; I think they are clinging onto every text message they can get. So watch out for these annoying texters, and please don't be one of them.