Mr. Cellophane

In a location adjacent to a place in a city of some significance, what comes out of my head is plastered on the walls of this blog.

Saturday, April 30, 2005

"Would you like to hear me, uh, tell a joke?"

Got called into my boss' office at work today (sidebar: This kinda reminds me of a bit on "The Drew Carey Show", back when it was funny, i.e. before the turn of the century., only it was about the voices in one's head - "Go to the top of the watchtower...and just enjoy the view." Long story short, why can't it be good news when you get called into the boss' office?). Apparently, I cashed a bad check. The number on the person's license (written on the check for reference) is traced to no one. What's more, I wasn't paying attention to if the picture on the license matched the face of the woman cashing the check. (I usually go by if the expiration date of the license is after that day; you would not believe the shit I've gotten from people with expired licenses.) And the logo of the company that put out the check had no address next to it. The amount of the check? $742.61.

One might say that I was Abagnaled. (BTW, this term that I just now invented, and the title of this entry come from the best film I saw in 2002, Catch Me If You Can.)

Saturday, April 23, 2005

A very special day.

First of all, three posts in one week? I'm a madman.

Second, today is my 24th birthday. As I am an adult, it has become just another day. A few presents, some nice food, and that's about it. Unfortunately, I'm still enough of a kid to be depressed that it's become just another day. I wonder if anyone else has felt this way.

Also, it's pretty interesting how many people share my birthday: Aaron Spelling, John Waters, Glen Campbell, Ryan Stiles and Jack Nicholson. Small world, ain't it?

Wednesday, April 20, 2005

Good news, everyone!

Remember one of those projects I said I was working on? Well, the first part (getting all of the necessary footage) was completed this morning. The second part will be digitizing and assembling it. This is so very exciting...and should prove enjoyable for fans of "Kim Possible".

BTW, in two days, I turn the big 2-4. You don't have to get me anything special. A comment will do. Positive, negative. Come on! Give me something! You don't know what it's like playing to an empty house!

Altogether, now: "I'm not even supposed to be here today!"

The above line popularized in Clerks is very appropriate. Today, for incredibly vague (read: unknown) reasons, I was asked to cover another guy's shift. It wouldn't have been so bad, at least, if a) I didn't have to work the night before and b) it weren't one of the more emotionally crucifying days that yesterday and today have in common.

In case I didn't already mention this, I work in customer service at a grocery store: cashing checks, processing bills, selling lottery tickets...essentially glorified babysitting (note to self: never have children). I do pretty well in terms of keeping my cool, but one mistendered check later, I go to pieces. (On the job, I pride myself on perfection. Near-perfection works, too.) It ceases to be about the job; I hate failing, and it's moments like these that fit the category.

Oh, and I hate my job. Not all the time. I like that I don't have all that much to do, but it's those moments when I have to do everything that really wreck me. I deal with a lot of idiots. The stupidity of some of the customers is more than I can stand. Now, it's one thing for the customers to be this way, but you can't help but fear for your sanity when the co-workers exhibit these traits. (After all, they're supposed to know better!) And if it's not stupidity afflicting these people, it's apathy. They don't even realize that I'm trying to help them. I've been at this for nearly two years (the amount of time I said I'd be working here on my application). I'm kind of afraid to do anything like quit (I need to work, you know.) , but I'd better think of something. When homeless people - let me say that again: homeless people without homes or jobs - start treating you like you don't exist, it's high time to change things.

It's a goddamn good thing I've updated my resume.

Wednesday, April 13, 2005

See? I do exist!

Haven't been posting in a while. So much to do, and yet I'm so forgetful. I'm a jackass, I know.

Anyway, I happened upon a chat with the makers of "So the Drama" (the "Kim Possible" telefilm/series finale). Bear in mind that I write episode reviews for the show at TV Tome. Check this out:

guest: gravelstudios:
KP has recieved pretty positive reviews, but what is the worst thing you've ever heard someone say about KP?

Some of the reviews on Tv Tome!!!

To paraphrase Danielle Harris in The Last Boy Scout, "I'm fuckin' famous!"