I'm really nervous about this week. Work is going to be ridiculously crazy. I'll miss the main Black Friday crowd Friday, but I was told the Thanksgiving crowd is when the crazies come out.
while i can't claim any real expertise on men's grooming or when your "man card" is in jeopardy, but:Is it manly for men to shower using shower lotion and loofah? Just wondering ...![]()
Also, this place is dead today X_X
What do you do when you work for someone who is always the victim? It's driving me nuts.
What do you do when you work for someone who is always the victim? It's driving me nuts.
Aaaagh. I'm about ready to hurt somethin'. I work for 8 hours on my birthday. I bought tickets in advance to go see a concert on my birthday (wasn't expecting a job to get in the way), and I'll get off work only 30 minutes before it starts. I dunno how long it'd take to get there from my work. It'd take 45 minutes to get there from my work...So I'd miss the first 15 minutes. That's ridiculous.
I feel awfully weird this morning. Just...you know, stupid emotions and junk.
I watched the rioting in MO on the news last night. And it was so very...just sad. I'll keep my opinion on what lead to the riots to myself, but...Where is the sense in destroying the property of people who had nothing to do with the event they're rioting over? What good is that doing anyone? How does it make it right, how does it solve anything, to get violent and stupid and break stuff and steal things and get drunk?
I watched when a man walked up to the McDonald's...the majority of the crowd was heading towards the liquor store at that point, I think, but this man with a baseball bat went up to an empty McDonald's and busted the window...and this act, more than the others I watched...I dunno, so incredibly pointless. Senseless violence and destruction. Breaking stuff just because nobody was stopping them from doing it.
And the whole thing got me thinking...just...how very, very, very sad, and lost, and blind, people are.
Don't know that you could get the whole day off work ( though you could offer to swap shifts with a co-worker) but you could probably find someone or a friendly supervisor who would cover an hour for you so you could get to your birthday concert on time. All is not yet lost.
This makes me think of this quote ( granted I rarely see the news here so I have no idea what is going on in MO):
“The riot was over the price of bread, I understand.”
No. The protest was over the price of bread, said Vimes’s inner voice. The riot was what happens when you have panicking people trapped between idiots on horseback and other idiots shouting “yeah, right!” and trying to push forward, and the whole thing in the charge of a fool advised by a maniac with a steel rule.
All that to say it probably isn't merely a case of people wanting to be destructive as people feeling trapped and angry and needing to lash out at something to get it out. Doesn't make it right, but part of the definition of rioting is people aren't thinking clearly.