Woke up at 6:12, just before the alarm clock was due to go off at 6:15. I frequently perform this little phenomenon of waking just before the alarm. Odd my sub-conscious can keep an internal sense of time, yet when conscious I am forever glancing at my watch or a clock to check the time.
Walked to work without incident, traffic very light. But then it always is everyday, isn't it? Though I-4 was jammed with cars, I smirked in defiance at the gas-guzzling metalic masters and their hapless, zombified enslaved humans trapped inside them as I passed on the bridge overhead. I strolled easily all the way to work with not one other pedestrian causing a sidewalk traffic jam.
The weather is getting just slightly more mild here in Central Florida...great for outdoor activities but one big ugly side-effect is the fact that most large building AC systems haven't been tweaked to compensate (like work, stores, etc.) so that they tend to get very cold indeed by afternoon-time. So, while it's a mild walk to work, I will freeze by end of shift. Yikes!
Today was one of those hell days at work. Crotchety caller after crotchety dumb-as-fuck caller! To make it worse, since I slept poorly, my mental capacity was well below par and it made even the simplest of problems difficult. (Ever have one of those days where you swear you're Charlie in "Flowers For Algernon" AFTER the experiment starts to fail!)
Phil is a good guy and I enjoy spending time with him at the parks and all, but his ultra-sweet demeanor with these callers is an injustice to the carefully crafted attitude of emotional-displacement/aloofness/sublime distain that most of us "seasoned" (aka "jaded and burned-out") CSRs have developed with experience. Ah, he's a nubie! He'll learn. (I so feel like David Spade in the Capital One commercials, he he!)
Phil gave me a ride to Albertson's where I bought some rather meager groceries since last week I had to visit the Walk-In Clinic to have my little fleshy blob (nick-named "Ralph" by the nurse) near my right arm pit removed. It got inflamed and threatened to be accidentally ripped off. $195, thank you, for 10 minutes, a pair of scissors and what amounts to a battery-operated souldering iron! But, at least I didn't bleed to death as would have been the outcome had I attempted the proceedure myself. Yea!
Ric is home BTW. He started his LOA (for his clinical depression, aka, preparation for his trial and possible ensuing 30-day jail sentence) last Thursday and already he is unknowingly making waves in my preferred routine.
Came home this afternoon and he proudly announced he made dinner. Oh yes, and the house reeked of it! Chicken tacos... (how difficult! he must have slaved in the kitchen for hours! LOL!!) ...and spiced so much as he likes it, with a cup and a half of garlic salt in the mixture (it tasted like it!).
TV...his preferred programming. Though I liked his choice. We watched the second half of "Frequency" with Dennis Quaid...excellent movie. I had seen it at least 2 times before. Some really huge gaps in the logic of the plot but it is a "time-travel-in-a-way" sci-fi/suspense flick so you have to take the science of it with a grain of salt (or a mouth full of Ric's chicken tacos which supply a lot more than just a grain of salt!)
We then popped in a DVD Phil lent me called "The Final Cut" with Robin Williams. Deeeeeep! But despite my penchant for "intelligent" movies, I think the director of this film was aiming too high. The science in it really had no foundation in reality and though Robin did a good job, I think he was trying just a little too hard. The traumatic childhood incident which haunted Robin's character was seemingly tragic, but a man in his profession (a "cutter", a final editor, if you will, who reviews a digital playback of a dead person's life in all it's highs and lows and presents a sanitized, neat Remembrance video for loved once at the funeral) would have nullified his own experience by the no-doubt more horrific sins and mistakes of his clients' lives. Or, at least, not have been so utterly obsessed with it to the point of hysteria...I just didn't buy it.
After the movie, I made a ramen noodle snack (well, actually 2 packs of Nissin noodles and a can of Campbell's chicken and wild rice soup mixed in!) and went here to play with Mildred while Ric watched "Supernatural" a new TV series. I have gotten into only a few TV shows this season...
"Surface" on NBC. I like the first 2 episodes but last nights was a bit of a drag. The biggest special effect of the night was either the "once daring and enterprising scientist turned Pentagon sell-out" using the creature's "fluids" to make his hand impervious to the flame of a bunsen burner, or, the "nerdy pre-pubescent teenage boy and his best buddy sidekick's" playhouse-turned-baby-beast-hideaway getting struck by lightning! Woo Hoo! Let's hope it gets better.
"Lost" on ABC. It's an enigma, wrapped in a riddle, inside a mystery! Or some shit like that! I have the strong suspicion that the show's writers brainstorm each week and come up with the next episode's quicky twists and turns of plot on the fly. Probably not, but it has that..."Hey, what if they found this!!!", or "What about if they saw this!!" feel.
"Invasion" on ABC right after "Lost". Im 50/50 on this one though. It seems like it is trying to be like "Lost" where there is very little evidence for what is going on until they have time to use many "tense" and "emotional" scenes for character-building. That way, when more of the "alien" mystery is slowly revealed, we, the audience feel more of a connection to the character's experience. Problem is though, it's done pretty much in "real-time", not "flashbacks" like "Lost". Also, the whole "alien-body-snatchers" (if that's where they're going) is sooooo over done.
Well, it's getting a bit late and I do need to be up at 6:00, so....I think I'll quickly check out the boys on "Flirt 4 Free", briefly zip over to Corbin Fisher's to see if he's updated or not yet (maybe get in a quick self-gratification), sip a bit more of my iced pink lemonade Crystal Light and let my pretty little Benedryls take me away to La La Land!
Walked to work without incident, traffic very light. But then it always is everyday, isn't it? Though I-4 was jammed with cars, I smirked in defiance at the gas-guzzling metalic masters and their hapless, zombified enslaved humans trapped inside them as I passed on the bridge overhead. I strolled easily all the way to work with not one other pedestrian causing a sidewalk traffic jam.
The weather is getting just slightly more mild here in Central Florida...great for outdoor activities but one big ugly side-effect is the fact that most large building AC systems haven't been tweaked to compensate (like work, stores, etc.) so that they tend to get very cold indeed by afternoon-time. So, while it's a mild walk to work, I will freeze by end of shift. Yikes!
Today was one of those hell days at work. Crotchety caller after crotchety dumb-as-fuck caller! To make it worse, since I slept poorly, my mental capacity was well below par and it made even the simplest of problems difficult. (Ever have one of those days where you swear you're Charlie in "Flowers For Algernon" AFTER the experiment starts to fail!)
Phil is a good guy and I enjoy spending time with him at the parks and all, but his ultra-sweet demeanor with these callers is an injustice to the carefully crafted attitude of emotional-displacement/aloofness/sublime distain that most of us "seasoned" (aka "jaded and burned-out") CSRs have developed with experience. Ah, he's a nubie! He'll learn. (I so feel like David Spade in the Capital One commercials, he he!)
Phil gave me a ride to Albertson's where I bought some rather meager groceries since last week I had to visit the Walk-In Clinic to have my little fleshy blob (nick-named "Ralph" by the nurse) near my right arm pit removed. It got inflamed and threatened to be accidentally ripped off. $195, thank you, for 10 minutes, a pair of scissors and what amounts to a battery-operated souldering iron! But, at least I didn't bleed to death as would have been the outcome had I attempted the proceedure myself. Yea!
Ric is home BTW. He started his LOA (for his clinical depression, aka, preparation for his trial and possible ensuing 30-day jail sentence) last Thursday and already he is unknowingly making waves in my preferred routine.
Came home this afternoon and he proudly announced he made dinner. Oh yes, and the house reeked of it! Chicken tacos... (how difficult! he must have slaved in the kitchen for hours! LOL!!) ...and spiced so much as he likes it, with a cup and a half of garlic salt in the mixture (it tasted like it!).
TV...his preferred programming. Though I liked his choice. We watched the second half of "Frequency" with Dennis Quaid...excellent movie. I had seen it at least 2 times before. Some really huge gaps in the logic of the plot but it is a "time-travel-in-a-way" sci-fi/suspense flick so you have to take the science of it with a grain of salt (or a mouth full of Ric's chicken tacos which supply a lot more than just a grain of salt!
We then popped in a DVD Phil lent me called "The Final Cut" with Robin Williams. Deeeeeep! But despite my penchant for "intelligent" movies, I think the director of this film was aiming too high. The science in it really had no foundation in reality and though Robin did a good job, I think he was trying just a little too hard. The traumatic childhood incident which haunted Robin's character was seemingly tragic, but a man in his profession (a "cutter", a final editor, if you will, who reviews a digital playback of a dead person's life in all it's highs and lows and presents a sanitized, neat Remembrance video for loved once at the funeral) would have nullified his own experience by the no-doubt more horrific sins and mistakes of his clients' lives. Or, at least, not have been so utterly obsessed with it to the point of hysteria...I just didn't buy it.
After the movie, I made a ramen noodle snack (well, actually 2 packs of Nissin noodles and a can of Campbell's chicken and wild rice soup mixed in!) and went here to play with Mildred while Ric watched "Supernatural" a new TV series. I have gotten into only a few TV shows this season...
"Surface" on NBC. I like the first 2 episodes but last nights was a bit of a drag. The biggest special effect of the night was either the "once daring and enterprising scientist turned Pentagon sell-out" using the creature's "fluids" to make his hand impervious to the flame of a bunsen burner, or, the "nerdy pre-pubescent teenage boy and his best buddy sidekick's" playhouse-turned-baby-beast-hideaway getting struck by lightning! Woo Hoo! Let's hope it gets better.
"Lost" on ABC. It's an enigma, wrapped in a riddle, inside a mystery! Or some shit like that! I have the strong suspicion that the show's writers brainstorm each week and come up with the next episode's quicky twists and turns of plot on the fly. Probably not, but it has that..."Hey, what if they found this!!!", or "What about if they saw this!!" feel.
"Invasion" on ABC right after "Lost". Im 50/50 on this one though. It seems like it is trying to be like "Lost" where there is very little evidence for what is going on until they have time to use many "tense" and "emotional" scenes for character-building. That way, when more of the "alien" mystery is slowly revealed, we, the audience feel more of a connection to the character's experience. Problem is though, it's done pretty much in "real-time", not "flashbacks" like "Lost". Also, the whole "alien-body-snatchers" (if that's where they're going) is sooooo over done.
Well, it's getting a bit late and I do need to be up at 6:00, so....I think I'll quickly check out the boys on "Flirt 4 Free", briefly zip over to Corbin Fisher's to see if he's updated or not yet (maybe get in a quick self-gratification), sip a bit more of my iced pink lemonade Crystal Light and let my pretty little Benedryls take me away to La La Land!