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Sometimes when I’m really not doing much I scan MSN looking for something interesting. Sometimes when I really can’t find anything, I look at the most popular search section. Tonight I found it somewhat odd. Here is the list and what I thought about it:

This is just something to think about, especially if you’re searching for Stephanie Tanner. People are going to find out. You Freak Show!

I saw my finance teacher again in the Rec. Center yesterday. Once again he challenged me to a feats of strength contest. However, like promised, I beat him like a little girl twice. When I mentioned that I think he should give me an A now, he just laughed. I guess I’ll just have to get my A the old fashion way. Wait for him to curve the grades.

For seven and a half hours today I worked on an excel spreadsheet. I was busy verifying and recalculating aging categories for some account receivable data (Whatever that means). The spreadsheet that I was working with contained tons and tons of worthless header and footer data that had to be removed manually (The spreadsheet looked like crap and it was useless in its current state). Although I did get the spreadsheet cleaned up and the aging categories recalculated I didn’t have a chance to document the process before I left (I have to go back on Wednesday and type out what I did step by step so someone can do it again next year).

Now in fifteen minutes I have to leave to go back to school for my night class. This is my logistics class where we work with excel spreadsheets for three hours trying to figure out the best way to handle effective inventory flow.

I’m sick of spreadsheets today. I’m so sick of them I’m wearing my sweat pants with my brown work socks to class and cussing the guy who invented spreadsheets the whole way.

Apparently there are no requirements for working at Taco Bell. They will hire you as long as you have two arms and can make tacos. No intelligence is required what so ever. In fact I think they actually hire the people who can’t fill out their application correctly FIRST.

I assume all of this because I witnessed it first hand tonight. The guys making my food could barely pick up their knuckles off the floor long enough to slap together a grilled stuffed burrito. Then to top it all off they kept telling me that I couldn’t have my burrito because they were out of chicken. After I explained to them twice that I ordered beef and not chicken they finally figured it out. They were just extremely confused because the fat girl behind me ordered the same thing (except with chicken) and they were stumped as to why there were two of the same orders displaying on the computer.

What Taco Bell helped reemphasize to me tonight was the idea that if I one day ever have money to peruse various business ventures I’m going to stand by this motto: “Offer higher wages to attract better employees”. The reason for this thinking is simple. Better employees mean better services that can be offered. Better service means happier customers. Happier customers means more money to be made.

If you give a little in the beginning it pays off in the end.

Is it just me or is anyone else amazed that the Titans finally won another game? I was really starting to get worried about those guys. It just kind of takes the fun out of watching football if your team always loses. This must be what its like to be Houston fan.

Well Thanksgiving is finally over, and like always I ate too much. It’s not Thanksgiving until you’re miserable and you can’t walk. Sure the being with family is great and all but it’s not really a holiday until you’re on the verge of throwing up.

All that aside, now its time to start getting ready for Christmas. I know that the stores certainly are. Well they were getting ready for Christmas even before Halloween was over. I remember thinking how odd that was going into Wal-Mart looking for some spider webs and finding them next to reindeer and Santa hats. Although it wouldn’t have been so bad if there were turkeys and pilgrims there too, but good old Wally World totally skipped right over Thanksgiving and jumped into Christmas. Who needs November anyway?

Not breaking from tradition, Heather and I have already put up our Christmas tree. While I can’t help but argue that it’s the best tree ever, she seems to think it’s a Charley Brown tree. Just because the star kept drooping over and I had to go MacGyver on it and rig something out of a coat hanger doesn’t mean it’s a Charley Brown Christmas tree. It’s just small, it can’t help that. It was just made that way. You just have to accept the tree for who it is and enjoy it all the same.

Happy belated Thanksgiving and Merry Christmas

While at the Rec. Center today I saw my business finance teacher. He’s the guy from one of my previous stories that’s a total jerk and reminds me of Oscar the grouch. Anyway, I think he’s taking a linking to me because I speak up during class when he asks us questions about finance stuff that I barely understand.

While I’m standing there between sets of some curls he comes up to me and asks me how finance is going. I told him that it’s kicking my ass but I’m working hard learn it. Next thing I know he asks me to help him do this strange exercise to help him with his strength. It turns out that him saying “help me with this exerciseâ€? means “I’m challenging you to a feats of strength contestâ€?.

He holds up this bar and tells me to grip it as tight as I can while he tries to turn it. Alright….. He grabs hold and starts twisting while I’m trying my best not to let this bar move. Keep in mind that while this is going on, I’m seriously confused about the situation I somehow have just found myself in.

After this goes on for a full minute I started to get a little concerned. His face was contorted and he was really trying to get this bar to move. I’m not going to lie and say that it was a cakewalk to hold this bar still, because I had to put some effort into this.

Still confused and getting a little weary of the exercise I finally let up on my grip. I honestly had no idea how long he was going to stand there twisting that bar and not to mention I still needed to get my workout in.

Pleased with himself, he told me that no one beats him at that game. However, he did mention that I put up a good fight as he laughed loudly.

Right…..

After he finished chuckling I remained a good sport about the whole thing, even when he went on and on about how he’s in his 50’s and he’s so happy he can still beat 20 something guys. I just smiled at the old geezer and told him I would practice and then beat him next time. He only laughed at the idea and told me to make sure I did that.

How did I get myself into that and who challenges people to feats of strength nowadays? Next time though I’m going to beat that old man at his contest and make him give me an A in finance.

Just the other night I thought I had finally lost my phone for good. This huge storm front was just starting to move into Murfreesboro and Heather and I were on our way home. We had just finished eating at Chili’s and decided to run into Kmart to look at some sheets. On the way in I tried to grab my umbrella but Heather thought we wouldn’t be in the store long enough for it to matter.

After five minutes we left the store, only to be greeted by torrential rains. Always trying to be a gentleman, I offered to run and get the car while Heather waited. I took a deep breath and ran across the parking lot, trying to stay as dry as possible.

In mid stride my phone came out of my cell phone holder, flew a several feet into the air, came crashing down on the asphalt, and skidded a good 15 feet in the rain and through puddles before I was able to pick it up. I thought for sure it was ruined.

After letting it dry I turned it on to inspect the damages. I was distraught when the ear piece no longer worked. I had to turn the volume on the phone all the way up, only to hear the person’s voice coming through the screen. I knew then that the combination of water and the trauma of being busted on the pavement was just too much for my little phone.

After that I sat around all night with the hamster in my head running franticly on his wheel trying to figure out where I was going to get the money to buy a new cell phone. Although I was really upset about breaking my phone I had no one to be mad at but myself. As I thought about it, I tried to remain as optimistic as I could. However, I knew my phone was broken and somehow I was going to have to shell out some cash that I didn’t have to get a new one. Also I kind of knew in the back of my head that this was coming. Surely I was going to break my phone sooner or later, especially since this is the 4,689.32 time that I had dropped it.

In the end however, everything worked out. I got a call yesterday and it worked fine. I guess it just needed some RR. So basically the freaking out and the being upset was all for nothing.

Everything in worked out in the end and I truly love my phone that never breaks.

Last night Heather and I were joking around and she somehow remembered about opposite day. When she cracked a joke about opposite day, I couldn’t stop laughing. I honestly had forgotten that such a thing even existed.

If you don’t know what opposite day is/was let me tell you. Opposite day is what people used to say way back before people said “Not” (if that gives you an idea of how long ago this was).

For example: My cousin would always say to me “Blake you sure are cool. Oh yeah I forgot to tell you, its opposite day”. Then he would laugh. Not one to just get burned I would always come back with “Steve you sure do smell good. Oh yeah I forgot to tell you, its opposite day”.

I know, I know, my comebacks when I was little were weak, but my cousin is 5 years older than me. How can I compete with burns like that? He knew “your momma jokes” before I had even heard of “In Living Color”. I was still watching cartoons on Saturday mornings and eating fruit rollups as afternoon snacks.

By the time I knew good opposite day burns people had already stopped saying them. I had moved on to playing “pencil break” on the bus and started collecting pogs. It’s just too hard trying to stay up on the most popular ways to razz your friends.

By the way, your mommas so fat she bleeds Ragu. I forgot to tell you its opposite day. Ha!

On Tuesday night, right after dinner I suddenly started feeling really bad. My stomach hurt and I was having really bad body aches. I slept horribly that night and when I woke up yesterday I felt worse than I had before. I was running a fever, my head hurt, my nose was congested, my whole body ached, and I was just plain miserable.

I called out of work yesterday and just laid around all day. I think I moved from the couch to the bed and then from the bed to the couch about five different times. Finally at around 5:30 I suddenly got an appetite. Looking in our cabinets I decided my choices of nothing and nothing wasn’t really what I was looking for.

I got in the shower, got ready, and headed to subway. I think I was gone a total of about 20 minutes. When I got back I was drained… Big time. I wasn’t even hungry anymore but I knew I needed to eat. After I forced my dinner down I just laid on the couch some more.

Finally after feeling like crap and resting for the entire day, I slowly started to feel better. I took some nose spray before I went to bed last night and I slept wonderfully. Today I’m feeling moderately well. Perhaps I’ll have to eat some more subway later. I think it’s what made me feel better.