"Random Thoughts...nothing Earth breaking..."
So I'm sitting here at work "trying" to look busy. We're so slow right now that I could just scream! I've organized, straightened, and tidy'd up. I guess the next thing will be to re-clean other areas at the store...sigh. Anyway, quick vent: My digital boss soooooo threw me under the fuckin' bus just a few minutes ago! A co-worker asked me a question about some equipment that a customer brought in. The customer had recently purchased a light that did not come with a lamp. The vendor said that he had a 3 day warranty on the particular unit so the customer thought it smart to try and borrow ours just to see if his unit was working...innocent enough right? I asked my digital mgr and he said, "No!" That he could not use our even though our unit is broken that the lamp is a $500+ part and that if his isn't working correctly that it could blow ours. No biggie, I get it and completly understand. I tell my co-worker to let the customer know that since we hadn't used that particular light in such a long time it kinda got lost in the shuffle...could be at repair, the warehouse, etc? The idea was not to piss off the customer by saying "yes" we have the bulb but you can't use it to check your equipment. Personally I thought it was just good customer service. No feelings would be hurt and the guy would be on his way....yeah right! After I instruct my co-worker on what to say he goes out and does it...life is good. But wait...hold on, my digital mgr goes out and speaks with the guy. Finds out he is one of our "regulars" and a fairly nice guy and decides to play "hero" and low and behold he finds the unit!!! He stands beside me next to my desk and was like, "Guess we ought to get it down for him?" I'm like, "Fuck You!" He just made me look incredible incompitant in that guys eyes. I simply walked off and made him get his ass up on that ladder to get it down...FUCK THAT!
Ok, so my vent is over...had to get that off of my chest. Anyhoot, here's a thought for ya. We go all out for the holiday season. The decorations, the lights, and the Christmas tree. I had one of the best Christmas celebrations of my life this year! My boys are finally old enough to understand the "gifts" under the tree. I had my mother up with us and we had a ball. Christmas without my wife just wouldn't be the same...I love to watch her as she take's it all in. I prepare for this day, this time all year long. Ask anyone that know's me. I always have a Christmas tune in my head. It's not unheard of to hear me whistle or hum "Silent Night" or "Dashing through the Snow!" It's who I am and will always be. Well the other day my heart began to break a bit as we took down our Christmas tree. All the time and happy moments that go into putting up the tree. Making sure the ornaments are in just the right place...the tree topper, "Our Angel." And then in half the time it took to put it up...only minutes to take it down. No fanfare...no "Bing Crosby" nothing, I believe "C.S.I" was on as the last symbol of such a great holiday was taken down with haste. I don't believe in "fake tree's" personally for myself. I feel that I have to honor Christmas by putting up a real tree. I'm not knocking anyone for using a fake tree as my mother has done so for years. I'm just saying it's not for me. There's just something about the adventure of going out to get that "perfect" tree. LOL, sometimes "perfect" is just the best tree that you could afford at the time but none-the-less, "Perfect." The memories of how cold it was that night as we went from tree to tree...branch to branch. I always make a reference to the "Charlie Brown Christmas" tree..."I killed it." Don't know why but it has become "tradition?" The tree is brought back to our home and now it is officially Christmas! So with all of the memories of the times had by and around such a great symbol it saddens me to think that this Tuesday our tree sat between our garbage can and the recycling bin. Just another piece of trash waiting to be picked up by the garbage men like every other tuesday of the year...no different. It almost makes me not want a real tree anymore. At least with a fake tree you could laugh, drink hot coco, and string popcorn and re-tell the story over and over every year by the same tree. A since of "history" has been established with a fake tree. "I remember when the boys couldn't even reach that branch," so to speak...stuff like that. Sigh, I don't know...am I being crazy? Perhaps overally sentimental...lol, "MetroSexual?" Who the fuck know's the answer...all I know is that my heart broke when I came home that tuesday night and saw that the "trash" had been picked up...just like any other tuesday of the year.
Ok, so my vent is over...had to get that off of my chest. Anyhoot, here's a thought for ya. We go all out for the holiday season. The decorations, the lights, and the Christmas tree. I had one of the best Christmas celebrations of my life this year! My boys are finally old enough to understand the "gifts" under the tree. I had my mother up with us and we had a ball. Christmas without my wife just wouldn't be the same...I love to watch her as she take's it all in. I prepare for this day, this time all year long. Ask anyone that know's me. I always have a Christmas tune in my head. It's not unheard of to hear me whistle or hum "Silent Night" or "Dashing through the Snow!" It's who I am and will always be. Well the other day my heart began to break a bit as we took down our Christmas tree. All the time and happy moments that go into putting up the tree. Making sure the ornaments are in just the right place...the tree topper, "Our Angel." And then in half the time it took to put it up...only minutes to take it down. No fanfare...no "Bing Crosby" nothing, I believe "C.S.I" was on as the last symbol of such a great holiday was taken down with haste. I don't believe in "fake tree's" personally for myself. I feel that I have to honor Christmas by putting up a real tree. I'm not knocking anyone for using a fake tree as my mother has done so for years. I'm just saying it's not for me. There's just something about the adventure of going out to get that "perfect" tree. LOL, sometimes "perfect" is just the best tree that you could afford at the time but none-the-less, "Perfect." The memories of how cold it was that night as we went from tree to tree...branch to branch. I always make a reference to the "Charlie Brown Christmas" tree..."I killed it." Don't know why but it has become "tradition?" The tree is brought back to our home and now it is officially Christmas! So with all of the memories of the times had by and around such a great symbol it saddens me to think that this Tuesday our tree sat between our garbage can and the recycling bin. Just another piece of trash waiting to be picked up by the garbage men like every other tuesday of the year...no different. It almost makes me not want a real tree anymore. At least with a fake tree you could laugh, drink hot coco, and string popcorn and re-tell the story over and over every year by the same tree. A since of "history" has been established with a fake tree. "I remember when the boys couldn't even reach that branch," so to speak...stuff like that. Sigh, I don't know...am I being crazy? Perhaps overally sentimental...lol, "MetroSexual?" Who the fuck know's the answer...all I know is that my heart broke when I came home that tuesday night and saw that the "trash" had been picked up...just like any other tuesday of the year.