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Okay, it's time for my obligatory statement. Gee, I haven't posted on here in a long while. Xanga has certainly changed quite a bit, it looks as though it's been afflicted with that commercialism bug. Judging by that bright pink "Are you gay?" quiz banner which wasn't very gratifying to see it randomly plastered on my page.
Well, I sincerely hope that all of you guys are doing well. I'm very sorry that I've lost touch with the vast majority of you, but I'll try to keep up with what's going on in your daily exploits via reading your semi-cohesive ramblings on how much life truly does suck. Or maybe that's just me. -shrug- (Long winded work rant ahead, be forewarned.)
For those of you who live within an approximate "one beeeellion" mile radius from Los Angeles, I would like to volunteer my services as a means of employment. I'm seriously fed up with my dare I say quasi-career? I suppose working there for eleven years pretty much qualifies it as one.
Amazingly, when you think that things can't get any worse, they somehow do. I've been force fed a management position in my store, though I explained to the store director that I'm just a body to fill a void and he better look elsewhere for a suitable replacement because I'm pretty much fed up. Nuff said.
The company itself and how they chose to operate daunts me. For those of you who remember about my ramblings about how our department is overworked, it gets better. My department generates a sales gross of $80,000 per week, sales are by approximately 20% and yet, they cut our hours to that very percentage and forbid overtime. Which is pretty much implying that working on your own time is expected. That's 76 hours per week, apparently they base hours and labor from a systematically computer generated "money saving", complex system.
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Well, you guys remember my niece Kaelyn. I haven't posted any recent pictures of her as of late, perhaps it's because I haven't been posting? Here's a recent picture of her on Xmas '07, she probably grew half a foot since then. (For those of you who can't decipher between the two, she's the one on my lap.) 
Alright, this is something else I have to get off my chest, and that's the sad, but unfortunate obliteration of what some of us may fondly remember as Saturday Morning Cartoons. Let's face it, the transition from our beloved cartoon characters from the 80's slabbed onto the silver screen with insipid storylines, it's enough to make you cry. This is the utmost disrespect for our childhood heroes, they deserve better than that. They weren't just cartoon characters, they were ambassadors for a drug free America. As the video below shows: |
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First, let me say it's frickin' awesome to have you posting again! I totally feel ya on the fed up with your career. I'm going through the same exact thing and thinking of going into business for myself. : D So, if you know anyone getting married soon and would like a little help getting things together, tell them to hit me up. Good luck with the job search!