I Really Don't Feel Like Doing This

ughhhhh..
or is it ugggggggh

in any event, here..i...gooo.....

well..surely things have happened, i've just been too lazy to write anything out..let's see, when was my last post...Friday? well that wasn't a real post, but whatever..i worked Saturday and Sunday..ohh, i got my schedule on Saturday for the upcoming week, the one we are currently in and i was three seconds short of ripping it off the wall and lighting in on fire...see...what happen was, i got scheduled for two breakfast shifts...i was taken off my saturday night rotation, taken off my sunday breakfast rotation, and i won't be working on friday night either....mind you, this weekend is valentine's day....HOW THE FUCK AM I NOT WORKING??!?

alright, in my many years in the industry, from freshman one to 6th year senior i have never, never had valentine's night off..and now..now this? oh man i was livid....i tried talking to my GM on monday but he was in a rush to leave...so we set up a time on tuesday to talk...and the talk went nowhere, as i pretty much expected it...he said it wasn't personal - yeah right - and tried to justify his actions...we both had our own agenda for that meeting and our own points...but i let him know that if i am not on the floor serving/cocktailing on saturday night, i'd pull a *insert team member's name that would only make sense if you worked there* and put a bullet in people's heads

so i got that going for me at least.....i officially quit my first gym today...it was sad, it was like a bad break-up..i mean, i knew everyone there, they were really nice, it was comfortable...but along came something younger with more to offer and i picked that...story of my life...

gary is in nashville this week, well he left monday night and will return on friday? either way it will be nice to have a little bit of peace and quiet...not getting 'hey...sooooooo' with knocks at my door at 11pm when i'm on the phone trying to talk to people....and the bathroom light nor the TV will be left on with nobody around...ahh yes...the tranquility of being alone....story of my life...

so i want to start looking for a second job..serving, desk job, something...i know i can go to any restaurant to serve and make money (i'm just that good) but at times i want a steady pay rate, some 8 to 4 job..but then i think about how much money i can make serving doing in the same time and i hate life....story of my life...

well...that's all i want to say for now...honestly, it wasn't that bad...story of my...ehh, you get the idea...










"Irony of the Day: Hitler could not bear to eat meat, because it meant the death of a living creature. He refused to have so much as a rabbit or a trout sacrificed to provide his food."

Band Names

Rockband
Rock On...

So I forgot to include this in my music=life post from the other day

so in my haste to make a blog post i forgot to mention my oh-so awesome band names, should i ever create a band...also, should a band come out with any of the names i have listed, i will now have indispensable proof that i thought of it first, therefore am the cooler, coolest, person...ok

should i ever have a ska band..or a band that had a big horn section, my name would be Brass Tactics .... get it?

my coverband name..... DJ ASBIC aka Don't Judge A Song By Its Cover...ehh....get it?

i like puns, can you tell?

but my favorite band name of all time, the one i use on Rockband is...Tepid Water! of course you have to hear me say the band name to fully understand it...it's a rock band, duh, and you kinda hafta scream the name as you say it....in like an 80's high pitched voice...

that's all i got for now....










"....and Jangus featuring the Jang-o-fets!"

Ouch....

pain pain pain...
but no gain, gain, gain...

2 gym memberships equals double the workout, right?

so another day off, another day of doing nothing...again it began with another night of a horrible sleep regiment..waking up..rolling around...changing beds...it just sucks...so my day starts off at 1, like always, and i really don't have much planned for today..i made a call about my credit report and found a lender who says my credit score is good, i just lack the monthly funds - mind you they are the first to say i have a good credit score - so i start thinking harder on this getting a second job thing..i need to claim 2000 a month...as a server i make that much easily, but claim about half...don't. audit. me....

so i text a friend who works at the gym i go to, they are always hiring so i figure why not work and get a free membership out of it...well, they do have two spots open...monday through friday 4:30am til 11:30am, and the other spot of saturday/sunday 7am to 1pm....cooooool

after that i decide to call the TV guys...since i haven't heard from them yet..i get ahold of them and i am not happy...but i keep my cool as much as possible, just being stern, until the guy asks me where i live... "Jesus fucking christ are you kidding me?! You've been here three times this month!" i lose it, and i try to get off the phone, making the call as short as possible, for his sake...i don't want to say something completely mean that i may regret...

TV arrives shortly, i get some cancer excuse which i feel i am immune to now since TJ is in hospice..the TV gets set up and, it works! cooool, now onto subway to find some food...freshly...a stop at GNC for some protein since my mom didn't buy any....and back to the apartment..

it's then and there that i stumble upon this nifty little website that allows me to make my own movies....the first one i created was a re-enactment of the conversation between the CP creeper and myself...i laughed my fucking ass off...but then i thought...holy shit...i can do my blogs with this!!! and so it began..

i copied and pasted my words on over to the site and started editing...oh. my. dad...i love it...though i have already had one complaint about it..saying there is no tone, this is not how they would think to hear me say it, and so forth...i've always wanted to do a video blog, or have an audio blog you could download and upload into your itunes/ipod for listening later...i'm just not that savvy....so this...this makes all my dreams..kinda possible..

so what i will do is write my blogs as i normally do, but just add the animation in between the body and the last quote, like shown on the wednesday blog post...if anyone has any ideas or suggestions...just let me know

but back to the blog at hand...so Gary and I are supposed to meet one of friends at her gym, L.A. Fitness to give it a shot..Gary and i have been wanting to change our memberships to that gym for awhile because they offer a pool, basketball, and racquetball courts..but somehow i got roped into my roommate's gym awhile back...so we go, use the guest passes, and of course we get haggled by one of the sales associates, he says he is the assistant general manager...

it's always comforting to hear during their pitch that they don't work on commission...but are soooo hell bent on having you join, sign up, whatever...uggggg

so in the end, i ended up giving in and joining..i didn't even get to try it out first...although they said they gave us a 5 days grace period to try it out..it's a larger gym, and a lot more people are there...i'm not a fan of that...when i work out i wanna be almost alone...but not too alone...like in a small confined area, like at my apartment's clubhouse..that was just weird.

start with the standard 30 of cardio, then it was onto arms...what's not cool is being new and trying to locate all the machines and things i used at my old gym here at the new one...then gary and our friend decided to find a volleyball to play with in one of the rooms..this proved to be entertaining...granted there was no net, we all had fun bouncing the ball around....

now when it comes to me and sports, i will sacrifice my body to play...even if it's some stupid "let's see how long we can keep it in the air" game...here i am diving all around on the hardwood floor....that's about the time i scraped up my knees...which i wouldn't find til later when i got home..

after an hour or so of that we played some basketball - i couldn't tell you the last time i played was...i look fondly of my days playing with the rock on the southside of chicago....now, i'm just some sucky average white guy...it's not long before the guys on the other half decide they want to play 4 on 4...now that they have enough people...so they shoot for captains, and start picking people...gary gets picked....then out of nowhere some ringer walks onto the court and he gets picked...leaving me out to dry..coooool, fuck you guys, i'm gonna go play workout...

so another round of arms, i'm about fried when gary walks up to me all pissed off saying we're leaving....coooool....so a new gym and a new website with a new TV is what my Thursday came down to....nice.











"coooool, 2 gym memberships and i still look like the poster-child for couch potatoes"

NEW CHAT!

alright, for all of those who loved the creeper CP conversation before...here is the 2.0 version


Enjoy

All in a Wednesday

i smell like i came out of a pool...
and i didn't go swimming...

what did you do today...oh you know, i became an ordained minister...the usua...

today was the first of many days off of work this week...i'm not too happy about it, but what can i do really? i keep saying i'm gonna pick up a second job, but..doing what? ughh, i'd take some meaningless hourly job at this point...just something to pass the time really....*searches online* blast..nothing.....

i woke up at 1pm...as always....it didn't help i fell asleep before 11pm the night prior, then woke up three hours into my rest to stay up for three more...ughh, sleeping patterns, what gives...so i started out my day late, but i didn't have anything planned, so it didn't matter...though i would definitely say i woke up on the wrong side of the bed...which i don't know if that means i woke up into the wall or if i rolled out of bed...

i called about my TV, its finished, but they are just pulling their dicks and not gonna get it over here....i made two calls, four hours apart...the last time i was very pissed....i cannot wait til tomorrow to call the fuckers because guess who still doesn't have a TV...thanks assbags...

on top of those jerkoffs, i made an attempt to go to the gym...the reason why i say attempt is because i never made it...i never made it because my car wouldn't start...it was doing the whole 'wanting to turn over but not stay running' thing again...coooool...i didn't have time for that so i walked over to the apartment clubhouse and did some cardio there for about an hour...

after that, well...back to the TV-less apartment..so i blogged, and chatted with people....and then i became an ordained minister...it's one of those free-doesn't conflict with your religious views universal life church...so, once i check it all out with the county clerk, i'll be able to perform marriages, baptise water, and such...

the real benefit of all this is i will from now on be called, Reverend Jangus....if there's anything more left in my life to do..i really don't know what it could be....








"the Reverend has spoken, and it shall be done"

I Lost My Number, Can I Have Yours?

nice shoes..
wanna fuck?

and all of those other mind-numbing pickup lines people use....

so as my story begins i was working a tuesday lunch shift, only scheduled said shift - which is odd, normally the only single shifts given are at night, you either double breakfast lunch, lunch dinner, or single dinner...that's just how it goes....so Mr B Hewey cuts the floor at 1, normal, and goes around telling everyone we are down to the bartender and beth, this is what i was waiting for...

now you see - backstory - beth has made a deal with management (mainly because she wasn't making any money doing doubles..and she's not a good server) that she would be the person to work lunch, monday through friday, close it down, and that would be her only shift..she is the exception to the rules i stated before hand...

now here we go, we are both only scheduled lunch..so who closes? Hewey firmly believes he scheduled me on the night and after a quick look he apologizes, and changes it so that i close...well, that proved to do no good...after the cuts were made we had zero walk ins...wow..

so i'm sitting in one of the private rooms eating the family with a couple other people, shooting the shit when in walks soapy..she comes up to me and says, here, i got something for you to do tonight (first thought was motorboating those titties..but proved not to be right) she hands me two tickets to the pacers game with the admission pass to the court-floor restaurant which has windows in which you can watch the players practice in the gym..

apparently Hewey felt bad, or so the story goes, and handed the tickets off to me....whether i believe it or not looking back, i certainly did at the time because it was probably one of the nicest gestures someone has done for me in awhile (that and cooking and cleaning my room right before they fucked me...) but back to the real story....

so i take my roommate gary to the game with me, i figured if i didn't i would just hear him crying all night long as i tried to sleep..so i'm really doing it for myself, and i look like the good person in the end....we get there before the game starts and head to that restaurant...now, i've never been in Conseco fieldhouse, or on the court of any basketball arena so it was pretty cool...us, looking oh so special waving our special passes in the air like we were some sort of bigshots...us being let by the security guards as others were held back with outstretched green arms...ahhhh, if only to be famous for real...

so we get sat, order a couple of beers and look over the menu. the server returns and we ask him (him, the only guy server in there and we get a he....ughhhh) what he prefers from the choices we narrowed down..Gary gets the double dribble (two chili dogs) and i ask about the BBQ Pork sandwich to which he replies is good, in fact the family that makes the BBQ sauce daughter is right there - pointing to my left where i spy a cute little framed chick bent over at a table delivering food..i say, ehh, she's cute enough, i'll just go with that...

i never really got a good read on her face, but i was just making conversation, after the server left i asked gary if she was even cute at all - you always got to get validation from your wingmen - apparently she was doable, whatever that means to him...

gary goes off to break the seal and i wait patiently beer in hand when i notice that same girl coming towards me....i try not to make eye contact but she comes right up to me, right to my table...and brings me my appetizer - whoops, forgot i ordered that..i didn't even notice she had food in her hand..i'm such a tard....

so we get to talking, i ask her if she's really the daughter of the sauce makers, then i tell her the cute anecdote about why i ordered it..she's there for a bit when i notice gary returning from the restroom and he pauses in his tracks, he can't beleive his eyes...he comes and sits, which is exactly what i had been wanting this entire time..i don't want to appear as the creepy guy eating alone..i need to heighten my value to this girl, and my wing is just that..

she leaves, we eat the app and then our food arrives, all very quickly...moments later the girl, we will call her lacy, returns to see if i like the sandwich...its alright, but i get through with some witty remark...she makes a rolling stones song reference, to which i finish the line, and then gives me a thumbs up as she walks away..i've got time for this bitch...

we are finishing our meals, about to finish our beers when we i ask our server if he had the website lacy was supposed to give us for the bbq sauce...he said no but he would go and get her..just a few moments later she came back...

we talk, and we talk...we've missed the tip off and most of the first quarter, but conversation is good...she's witty, throwing comments at gary, and my favorite part of all this is, she did the boyfriend drop mid conversation... now, i find that to be my favorite part of any conversation...i giggle on the inside so much, it probably reverberates to make me actually giggle on the outside as soon as i hear it..i like how casually girls will just 'toss' in a comment about their boyfriend like it's nothing, like it's such a common occurrence, like the word 'the' or 'a'...but only deploy it at a critical part in the conversation....it's really an art these girls have...

i feel cheated at this point and start to trail out of the conversation, showing a disinterest - not because she has a boyfriend, but the way it was thrown out there, so cheaply...you think you're gonna get away with using the grade school lines with me..do you know who the fuck i am?!@ i play it cool for the most part, not trying to come off as some asshole who just wants to fuck - because in reality i am not, i just like socializing but whatever - i think i even made a comment prior to this bomb that i like meeting new people, trying to find the right ones who can keep up with me....

the conversation gets out of my control and gary is talking about partying...i know i've lost this girl now, gary is talking, and frankly, he works best as the escape goat wingman, making me look good...until he opens his mouth and makes everyone look bad...so i jump back into conversation, trying not to scare off this girl and like a pilot i a crashing plane, somehow managed to pull back on the wheel to get this conversation flying again....

we are both about to depart and lacy makes a comment about how we should hang out and party sometime...but she didn't know how to get ahold of us..now it was more sly than that, but that was what her intentions were..so i pulled out my phone and said, go crazy..she acted all uncertain, saying i may get fired, i highly doubt that bitch, just put your number in my phone...oh that's right, i don't give out my number, bitches give me their number - talk about game....

so i call it to make sure it's saved and we depart..we walk back up to row 15 behind the basket and watch the game...later lacy would text me because she missed a call from this/my number and wondered who it was...coooool

now my real point to this story is, duhduhduhdaaaaaa - where the fuck does a girl with a boyfriend get off giving out her number to two random guys?! i tell you what, if one of my bitches ever gave out her number to some fucking dudes who 'wanted to hang out' i'd slap her in the face....

unless i have networking abilities, job potential, or something beneficial to you like that, why the fuck are you giving me your number? guys and girls just don't hang out...oh shit, that's a whole different topic of conversation...let's stay on track with this one here....sure i like to meet people, but 90% of guys are not like me...they are much, much worse (if you can possibly imagine) so now my question is to you...would you ever do that...unless you wanted to fuck...right?











"wow, you're amazing..did you invent the internet?! - No, i just perfected it.."

Cedar Point Workers Union

I've heard of pyramid schemes...
but this one takes the cake....

have any of you been added by this person, group, whatever?

the following is a conversation i had via facebook chat - note i hate using facebook chat...if you are a friend, don't ever facebook chat me, it will only cause me to de-friend you - nothing has been changed or altered, this is the original text in the original context....so, enjoy? and if you have been contacted by this strange person, please feel free to use this as a bulletin board to post your own responses and conversations as well!


12:23amCedarpoint
I need to know every dirt on Cedar Point that I can get... I know you have a lot.

12:23amJangus
whats the deal?

12:25amCedarpoint
No deal, I know you skipped out on 2008, but 2009 is another year. You should consider going back. We need strict, devoted, and positive people like you

12:26amJangus
Cedar Fair never paid under the minum wage..they didn't pay overtime, which they tried to compensate with by giving bonuses
how did you know i wasn't at cp in 08
who is this?

12:26amCedarpoint
I know a lot
Thanks for the minute, best of luck, and goodbye. And maybe I'll see you this summer

12:28amJangus
why cant you talk to me
ughhh

12:29amCedarpoint
Okay, you want to talk? talk

12:29amJangus
i asked you to talk

12:29amCedarpoint
what do you want to know

12:29amJangus
whats the deal with this facebook profile, why the incognito, why do you want me back in 09?

12:30amCedarpoint
This facebook profil is for every Cedar Point employee who needs a voice... Kind of like a union

12:30amJangus
employee as in hourly or salary
or both?

12:31amCedarpoint
Seasonal
And I am not the one who needs you back.
I am just like you

12:32amCedarpoint
Anyways, I have said my part, now its your turn...
One question... Why did you not return in 2008?

12:33amJangus
i asked to be apart of education
gary jokenhour wanted me to run his kiddie playland, aka macaronis part2, aka joe cool cafe
he sent me a rude email back to me when i turned down his offer
it was his way or no way
are you really familiar with who i am?

12:35amCedarpoint
I know, and this is exactly why we am here. It's so seasonals don't get pushed around anymore

12:35amJangus
everyone gets pushed around

12:35amCedarpoint
I know some things about a lot of seasonals. The walls have ears in Cedar Point

12:35amJangus
even salaried people get shat on
you got managers of a multi million dollar restaurant not making shit
"make me a silver tag" fuck no, more responsibility with a smaller paycheck and more hours...i'm sticking to being a server

12:39amCedarpoint
My dream is of a powerful union one day. Have you ever had a dream that powerful? If so, you know how devoted someone can get to helping for a cause. Unions will take over this country with Decmocrates in control... And we at Cedar Point will be a part of it. I would like it if you are with us all the way. I must go now, I have to make time for all my members.

12:40amJangus
hit me up again some time

12:41amCedarpoint
I will... Keep your eye out for me...











"This is the type of shit i put up with every day...."

SUPERBOWL

superblow...
superlame...

all this talk about blowing...i need head

this superbowl was probably the most anti-climatic superbowls i've seen...and can remember...my retard of a roommate was getting soooo OVER excited towards the end of the game, obviously he was rooting for the losing team. Sure it came down to the wire and all...but come on...we all knew that the steelers were going to win....

but other than the game itself sucking, what was up with the half time show...you know, i love Bruce Springsteen and all, but seriously....half time show...i don't know..i guess i really don't care anymore about the halftime shows, or never did..ever since justin timberlake and janet jackson ruined america with their maliciously intentful 'reveal' - that was so uncalled for and i still pissed about the whole thing..i guess do something other than having big time bands play..i don't care....at least i got to see Max Weinburg

but other than the game and it's craptastic half time show...the commercials this year...wow...laaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaame. they were soooo....not worth watching...they were like any other commercial i could see on any given tuesday...i mean, yes there were a couple that caught my attention that i laughed at...but, i mean this is supposed to be the highlight of the whole game (other than the game itself) its the reason why i can't piss during the entire game...but this year..what a crapshoot

corporations spend big bucks to get their "awesome" commercials played during the superbowl....my suggestion for next year...spend some more money on creating decent commercials...

i suppose the 3-D should have been a hit..i mean i picked up my glasses last night as i shopped through K-roger...and i tried to watch the game with the glasses on, but it was not fun to look at my computer screen..i ripped off my glasses the first time i glanced at my computer with them on...

as for the Puppy Bowl..five years in the making now..that was actually good....as i say, it keeps getting better and better every year..this year they had a parrot sing the national anthem! although i thought there were some favored calls on the refs part....but whatever..as long as they had fun..there's always next year...

"I'd kill myself too if my last name was.....GAY!"