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Friday, May 13, 2005

Well, Who'da Thunk It...

So, the first day I get cable internet...no post. What kind of loser move is that?

Well, Mr. Not-So-Nice Cable Guy came over yesterday. After he bitched to me about having to install a new outlet (HI...IT'S YOUR JOB!) he handed me a disk and a piece of paper and was almost out the door. I chased him down to ask if everything thing was set and he said: "Well, I guess...you'll have to try it, huh?"

This is not what I wanted to hear. But, I went with it. I grabbed the convenient disk and sat down at the computer. After a few minutes of installation, I got a message that it was going to test my connection. Great, I thought...HERE WE GO!

nope

No connection, can not find ISP, connection error; the whole bit. So I had to call tech support. I got to talk to James who was VERY cute (sounding) and VERY gay (totally). He tried his damnded, bless him. Nothing would work. I restarted my computer about 6 times over the course of the next hour and a half. Well, it started to take a while and I realized I had to be at work in a little bit. I interrupted him and said, "I have to be at work in 21 minutes, so I will have to call back if I can't get this figured out." He responds, "21 minutes...really?" (Which is pretty much exactly would I say and in the same tone.) "Yeah, exactly, actually. And I am in pajamas. How late are you guys there?" "Well, we're 24 hours...pause...but I won't be back in till tomorrow morning." "Alright, talk to you soon, James." "Have a good day at work, Matt."

He is SO into me...I can tell.

So, I was really looking forward to calling him this morning, but when I got home last night everything worked...without me doing anything. I don't get it, but oh well. I thought about calling him anyway, just for fun...but then I realized he can access my computer remotely and see that I am connected...and he lives in farfaraway. Oh well...at least I'm online now. **I already tested it, and yes, it is great for porn** ;)


Watching Ellen right now. Her old prom date is on with her and she is trying to explain that they dated. She literally choked on the word 'attracted' as in: I looked over and saw this guy with long hair and I was immediately at*cough*tracted to him. Hilarious to me.

I missed a party last night. cry. A bunch of our fratties are graduating and rented the top floor of Harry's for the evening. They started at 6, but I didn't get out of work till almost 10 last night. I figure by then they were probably pouring themselved into cabs. So, I came home and did *nothing*. I am SO tired and I have to work all weekend. My next day off isn't till next Tuesday. SUCKS. MY. ASS.

[Public Service Announcement]: Do not enter a commission sales shoe department at 9:25 (5 minutes before closing) with 5 of your friends and ask for 3 shoes each. You will be hated. The 9% I make on your sale is not worth it to me. And here's a clue: when they announce closing and then turn off the lights at 9:35...you should leave. Or, at least not ask for more shoes. If you do stay, do not (REPEAT: DO NOT) leave without buying anything. So, let's do the math. 9%x$0=nada. So, basically I was at work for almost 30 minutes extra and I made NO money for it. Here's the thing about commission. It's not a bonus...it's my paycheck. I don't make a salary or an hourly wage. I make 9% of my shoe sales. period, dot, the end...

Thanks for listening.

2 Comments:

Blogger Joe said...

Hey you!

Just had to let you know that I saw your comment on the Faux Homo blog and I was absolutely moved by your kindess and understanding. Beautiful comment my man. You seem like an incredible guy and I'm going to spend lots of time reading your site and catching up with you.

YOU have a GREAT weekend. I will now that I know there are other guys out there like us. :)

1:50 PM  
Blogger FB said...

Wow. I'm sorry. Stupid window shoppers. Stupid Cable Dude. They are the worst. I can't believe you don't make a base + commish. Isn't that slavery? But I bet your great at your job and you do well. I'd buy shoes from you. Nice people always attract good things. Except at closing time.

Cheers

9:35 PM  

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