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September 11, 2006 by crimson
So, I am still waiting to meet with my prospective employer, and to find out about the salary. It's got me on the edge of my seat, but there really isn't anything that I can do to hurry the process. I'm to start this week, if everything can get signed and settled quickly which leaves me with a lot of hassle to deal with concerning my current employer. To make a long story short, I'm booked until the end of September, and it's business ettiquette to provide a full two weeks notice befo...
August 30, 2006 by crimson
So they say life doesn't work out this way... I went to my favorite bar this morning, where they serve up some pretty fine coffee and have an excellent dish called "The Cowboy": 2 eggs over easy, homefries, pumpernickel toast and sausage. Delish. I had purchased the morning paper and was about to go out on deck for a morning cigarette when a girl I know asked me if I was still working at the call centre. I had to nod, and did so with a bit of a grimace; I was about to clock in, in...
August 25, 2006 by crimson
Second last day of nights. I'm off at midnight, and I've got a couple of bucks in my pocket in case I want to go out for a pint afterwards. The wise owl would suggest saving it for tomorrow's last night, but I'm hesitating on that one. I can handle going out for a pint or two only, if I know I'm working the next day. If I have a day off the next day, I'm apt to get home at 6 am again. Decisions, decisions. TV or not TV? that is the question. I'm thinking of getting it again...
August 22, 2006 by crimson
So, I'm still dizzy with this ear infection, but I've got some groovy little eardrops now that have at least cut back on the itching and constant high pitched noises. I do however have to plug 'em up with cotton balls and if that don't make me look sweet, nothing will. Add all that to a ginormous zit in the corner of my mouth, and the guys they come a' running. I'm having child difficulties. I can't seem to keep Kole in line without her sassing back at how I'm so mean, how I never let he...
August 17, 2006 by crimson
In Native Studies class, a friend who was part Cree and part 'nish called us Canindians after a discussion on naming. It was a laugh, but also a bit depressing. The Native Studies department has since undergone it's own re-naming and is now known as the Indigenous Studies program. This type of program has also been known as Aboriginal studies, Indian studies, and First Nations Studies. Don't get me started on the various band names, clan names, non-Native references, and original la...
August 15, 2006 by crimson
A hectic yesterday, involving a 45 minute rush job in making the house presentable for a worker to come in and test the fire alarms. I called the housing group after the previous night's fiasco, to report that my alarm was beating steadily every 5 minutes. I had resent the alarm, inserted a new battery, and it continued to emit a loud pinging noise. Now, I knew that after giving the details that housing would have to send a worker to check it out, and since the fire alarms are all in...
August 14, 2006 by crimson
I have a great pair of capri jeans that fit excellently when right out of the dryer, and then, as the day progresses, become so loose that I'm almost losing my pants by then end of it all. Someone stole my lunch from the common fridges at work. I was both pissed off, and a bit relieved. It was a frozen tv dinner that included mystery meat loaf and instant mashed potatoes. I ended up having to buy my lunch at Mr Sub. Not so bad in retrospect. Riding my bike home this evening, 7 crui...
August 5, 2006 by crimson
Lucky me that I don't have the stamina to do more than just one night of heavy drinking in a row. Pints of Creemore followed by some tasty Margaritas led to me flagging a cab at 6:30 this morning. Where did the night go? I strolled up to the bar with an US magazine in my back pocket. The bar was crowded, but I pulled up a stool like I always do, and read for a bit about the Britneys, Lindsays, and Buffys of some fake make believe world for awhile. I don't like to talk to anyone whe...
July 30, 2006 by crimson
At one point today, I felt self-conscious, and it amused me. I was sitting on the beach when it happened. Honestly, there were a group of sixteen year old girls in string bikinis, and a platoon of shiny young boys that gleamed like sparkly treasure. The whole scene was rippling. And they were sitting, and flirting, and just being themselves next to us. And there I was with two kids under the age of 8, and I was doing the Mom thing: handing out PB&J sandwiches and making sure that eve...
July 29, 2006 by crimson
I was listening to a newbie at work complain about how poorly a customer of hers was treated by a previous rep, and I thought that I'd rather eat my head than listen to her rant on. I quite obviously stepped out of hearing range, and * poof * she disappeared. I don't remember what she looks like, I don't know what floor she's on, and if she said something to me in passing again, I wouldn't have the faintest idea who she was. There's something sad there, but I find it hard to muster much more...
July 22, 2006 by crimson
All I do is Create New Article Here, and after about fifteen minutes or so of writing, so much is lifted. I need this like I've never needed anything else. Most of my shit is just boring, old, everyday stuff. Who really wants to know how crappy my day has been, or if I just got a rockin' new haircut? My girl got her shoulder length hair cut into a pixie the other day. Woo hoo, right? But it was a big deal. It was exciting, exhilarating and fun. This morning, I brought her into...
July 19, 2006 by crimson
I don't have my eyes peeled for you when I see your name listed in the forums, or as the author of a new article. If there are 50 responses to an article that I've just read, and you wrote one of them, chances are that I either didn't notice or didn't care. Unless I've literally clicked on an article, wrote a response directly acknowledging your contribution, or exchange emails with you on the sly, I hate to say it, but I'm probably unaware of your prescence. I'm sure I'm not the only o...
July 16, 2006 by crimson
Only one lousy day off this week, and I'm bitter. I might be happier about the three day weekend coming up in a couple of weeks when I'm actually enjoying it, but right now I can't think that far ahead. Instead, I want to stay up late and go see Superman at the drive-in, or walk downtown to Have You Seen? to pick up some old black and white movie that I haven't seen in ages. Nope, it's an early night for me, because I need more than an hour to get ready for work and 6:30 is too damned ear...
July 15, 2006 by crimson
You know, I hate my job as much as the next person, but on days like these, I'm glad that I'm sitting on an adjustable chair with wheels positioned just so under the aircon. I couldn't take working outdoors on a day like today. Believe me, I've been there, though. I recall a long weekend as burning as today, where I worked overtime making endless boxes of greasy fries in a creaky chip truck. I had blackheads all that summer, and could never get the smell of the fryers from my clothing, no...
July 12, 2006 by crimson
It's one of my worst faults, but I'll come right out and state it... I have no pity for the sick. I grin as I admit it, because deep down I do sympathize with those who are seriously ill, or legitimately afflicted, but when it comes to certain people, I just cannot tolerate it. For example, my sister and her little girl always seem to be sick. One's always sniffling, or the other has an ear infection, or a swollen gum or sprained knee.... you get the picture. And yes, I do understand t...