the irony of it all

It just tickles me pink. Here I am bitching about how much I hate Walmart and Costco and at the top of my blog lies an advertisement for Costco and Walmart, who are probably sponsors no less. Corporate whores. I suppose I'm biting the hand that feeds me. Well care loads. Walmart can still eat it.

the co-worker that hated indians

This is an actual testimonial of a conversation that took place between two student assistants somewhere in an office at the local state university in San Diego, California.

Troy*: "What are you reading?"
Sydney*: "The Teachings of Don Juan."
Troy: "What's it about?"
Sydney: "It's about a Yaqui Indian from Sonora who takes a young man under his wing as his apprentice on a spiritual path in search of personal power and a deeper truth. It's pretty good. You should read it."
Troy: "No thanks. I don't like Indians."
Sydney: (at a momentary loss for words) "You don't like Indians."
Troy: "No, I'm not really into that whole western frontier stuff"
Sydney: "This isn't about cowboys and Indians. It's about a Yaqui man who lives in Arizona during the sixties."
Troy: "I still don't want to read the book."

later that day....

Marciela*: "I'm having trouble trying to find someone with the right availability to fill the receptionist position. The only people that seem to be applying are of Indian decent. I wonder why?"

Sydney: "Probably because the job posting board is in the engineering department. I've noticed that a lot of Indians are engineering majors. (Trying her best to be PC) Not to generalize or anything."

Edna*: "It's true. There's an upscale neighborhood up north that is densely populated by Indian people who are all primarily engineers."

Troy: "I've never met an attractive Indian."

Marciela: "Most people would just think about something like that. But only Troy would just go ahead and say it."

*-some names have been changed to ensure the privacy of those involved due to the sensitive nature of this topic

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Though some of you might be slightly horrified by what you just read, in a twisted way it's somewhat funny. There really isn't a moral to this story, which actually happened. This is more of a tribute to my old job, from which I was fired. You see, I was a bit of a loose cannon; a real spark plug, as opposed to Troy* who was a real butt plug, and it cost me my job. Luckily for me, I've found a new job. But wouldn't you know it, Troy continues to work there. Well God bless America. In parting I say, so long, little office located at the local state university in San Diego, California. So long Troy, you jackass. You won't be missed.

i don't like Walmart

I took my grandma to Costco today. And to the Bodega. Oh yeah and to Save A Lot too. As if Costco on a Sunday isn't already hell on earth. Ok I'm sorry, that's an exaggeration. Walmart on a Sunday (don't ever go to Walmart again btw) is hell on earth. Walmart on any given day is hell on earth actually. Yep, there's nothing better than topping off a few treacherous hours at Costco with a couple more trips to other supermarkets for a particular item that wasn't available or suitable from Costco. That's always fun. Dealing with situations that include overcrowding can be particularly frustrating. That's my beef with Costco. I didn't exactly dig the vibes I got at Save A Lot, either. The misery just hangs in there like a horrible stench; so thick you could cut it with a knife. Once I almost slipped and ate shit on some cow blood that was spilled on the floor in Save A Lot. It was from a package of beef in the meat section. I don't think they cared either, because they didn't clean it up and I know they saw it. You might not know this, but they actually have a section in the back corner of the store that is a "clearance section" of sorts, where they sell packages of opened or damaged food at discounted prices. You know, you have a box of ho-ho's with a couple missing; they're still good though...that's the thing, most stores would throw an item like this away but not these guys. They have some good deals though. I must give them that. Anyhow, that's why I avoid grocery shopping like the plague. I loathe grocery shopping. Although, I like Trader Joes. They don't have a Trader Joes in Chula Vista. I loathe Chula Vista.