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This is going to lead up to what I wanted to talk about, so thanks Lindz.
15ish Years Ago, I:
1. was drinking juice boxes and kicking ass.
2. had a father who was having an affair.
3. was taught how to read and add by my brother, thus making me the "smart kid."
4. watched a lot of Josie and The Pussycats.
5.started school.
10ish Years Ago, I:
1. fell "in love" with my first crush ever.
2. pushed a kid into a door and he chipped his tooth.
3. was made fun of everday at school, including by my math teacher who was 30 and still had braces.
4. beat my crush in an art contest.
5. cried when my he moved away.
5ish Years Ago, I:
1. was incredibly depressed.
2. a cheerleader.
3. met one of my current best friends.
4. went to my first show in Deep Ellum, They Might Be Giants, with Katharine and her dad.
5. sang backup for Shania Twain at her Dallas concert with the show choir. GAY.
4ish Years Ago, I:
1. moved from the place I had been living all my life
2. started on the path that has made me the rock and roll asshole I am today.
3. was even more depressed than before, but now heavily medicated.
4. made a fake ID of sorts and saw Chomsky for the first time.
5. spent my first real new year's eve away from home.
3ish Years Ago, I:
1. graduated from high school.
2. found out my cousin was pregnant.
3. had my first boyfriend.
4. hated everything and everyone.
5. moved to Austin and started college.
2ish years Ago, I:
1. HATED Austin and wanted to get out.
2. lived with the most retareded girl ever.
3. had my heart broken into a thousdand pieces and tried to glue it back together by dating retards.
4. met some interesting characters, and started heading down a different path, involving music and making out.
5. decided that I didn't really give a shit about anything, msyelf included.
1 Year Ago, I:
1. moved back to Dallas and started feeling better about myself and my life for the first time in my life.
2. removed myself from an unpleasant social strata, and was no longer a "groupie" but now just a scenester/hipster. I also didn't give a shit about what that meant, but others did and often told me this.
3. met the MC girls.
4. fell "in love" with one of my friends, only to have it be unrequited.
5. made my parents angry with me, because they felt like I had no "direction" in life.
Yesterday, I:
1. went to work.
2. had a strange man sit in a car and stare at me for 20 minutes.
3. watched From Justin to Kelly.
4. realized I'm selfish, but I'd much rather be that way, than to unintentionally lead someone on just because I don't want to make them dislike me or hurt their feelings.
5. went and saw Hi Fi Drowning and The Chemisty Set
Today, I:
1. woke up at 5:45 to be at work by 8.
2. laughed at all the stupid sexual harrassment scenarios we had to read.
3. took a mean nap and am still tired.
4. sing at the Budapest One/Pleasant Grove/Sorta show tonight.
5. will hopefully eat at some point.
Tomorrow, I:
1. will go to work
2. will eat something.
3. will hangout and have girls' night
4. will possibly do laundry
5. will work on some more vector stuff.
Next week, I:
1. WORK WORK WORK
2. sleep sleep sleep
3. will definitely do laundry
4. will get a paycheck, perhaps?
5. will be the same person I am now but maybe with a little more feeling of accomplishment.
So about work, I work with the gayest men ever, and I love them. So hilarious. Everyone I work with is pretty cool, our store manager is a little uptight at times, but the second anyone is off the floor, it's like "Motherfucker, guess who I saw at the fucking bar last night, while I was drunk and high and trying to get this guy's number!!" Greatness. My faves is Johnathan. He and I sat and checked out guys who walked by our store yesterday.
And this morning's sexual harrassment meeting was retarded. But there was juice and donuts and muffins. All of the Galleria people were weird. The kind of people you fear working with in retail. the kind that are all about "the Company" and have been with "the Company" for a while and are just really are uptight and scary and don't have personalities that I'm compatible with. Good thing I don't work there.
During the meeting, as stuff was bein read aloud, all these thoughts kept coming into my head. For example, the lady who was running shit was talking about our lockers and how people sometimes put up pictures from magazines about fashion that some might find offensive. What kind of fucking retard gets offended by a picture in a magazine? And one of the guys that I work with, Winston, kept presenting these examples that themselves were pretty offensive, but I laughed my ass off, and realized that a lot of offensive shit comes out of my mouth and while I'm pretty sure once my co-workers get to know me better, they will laugh at, I'd better just not talk to anyone for a while.
Oh! And then these little scenarios we had to read aloud and decide if there was an instance of sexual harrassment, discrimination, or creating a hostile environment in the workplace. Here's one of my favorites:
"Todd, one of the two male employees in his department, comes to you and says that the female employees are always discussing their dates, sexual activites, and are also always staring at his crotch. Todd finds the conduct offensive. You tell Todd to just ignore it."
At this point, I mumble to my manager Kelly that I feel harrassed because they are always talking about their dates and I never go on any. They are making me uncomfortable. Then my co-worker Fred leans over to me and goes, "Monique, Todd wants you to stop staring at his crotch." Laughter all around.
Here's another:
"Becky complaind to you that her co-worker, Alex, makes fun of her in front of other co-workers because she has a learning disapility and is enrolled in college level special education classes."
The person didn't even finish reading the whole thing before I started giggling. How ridiculous is that! And everyone in the meeting was like, "Aww now that's just plain mean!!" Fred and I laughed.
And finally:
"John, a Department Manager, observes that the eight employees in his department are regularly telling sexual jokes and frequently engaging in sexually oriented conversations. He has seen one employee bring in pornographic magzines and naked vacation pictures. During the holiday season, he heard that some exployees exchanged gifts that were sexual in nature, including massage oils and condoms. The employees all get along and his department is performing well so John does not take any steps to address the conduct."
Kelly then leans to me and says, "Well, if you work at a strip joint, what do you expect?"
Yay work.
Tonight, Dug Burr/Budapest One/Pleasant Grove/Sorta @ The Curtain Club. Rumored that Rhett Miller may be there, but I don't know for sure.
15ish Years Ago, I:
1. was drinking juice boxes and kicking ass.
2. had a father who was having an affair.
3. was taught how to read and add by my brother, thus making me the "smart kid."
4. watched a lot of Josie and The Pussycats.
5.started school.
10ish Years Ago, I:
1. fell "in love" with my first crush ever.
2. pushed a kid into a door and he chipped his tooth.
3. was made fun of everday at school, including by my math teacher who was 30 and still had braces.
4. beat my crush in an art contest.
5. cried when my he moved away.
5ish Years Ago, I:
1. was incredibly depressed.
2. a cheerleader.
3. met one of my current best friends.
4. went to my first show in Deep Ellum, They Might Be Giants, with Katharine and her dad.
5. sang backup for Shania Twain at her Dallas concert with the show choir. GAY.
4ish Years Ago, I:
1. moved from the place I had been living all my life
2. started on the path that has made me the rock and roll asshole I am today.
3. was even more depressed than before, but now heavily medicated.
4. made a fake ID of sorts and saw Chomsky for the first time.
5. spent my first real new year's eve away from home.
3ish Years Ago, I:
1. graduated from high school.
2. found out my cousin was pregnant.
3. had my first boyfriend.
4. hated everything and everyone.
5. moved to Austin and started college.
2ish years Ago, I:
1. HATED Austin and wanted to get out.
2. lived with the most retareded girl ever.
3. had my heart broken into a thousdand pieces and tried to glue it back together by dating retards.
4. met some interesting characters, and started heading down a different path, involving music and making out.
5. decided that I didn't really give a shit about anything, msyelf included.
1 Year Ago, I:
1. moved back to Dallas and started feeling better about myself and my life for the first time in my life.
2. removed myself from an unpleasant social strata, and was no longer a "groupie" but now just a scenester/hipster. I also didn't give a shit about what that meant, but others did and often told me this.
3. met the MC girls.
4. fell "in love" with one of my friends, only to have it be unrequited.
5. made my parents angry with me, because they felt like I had no "direction" in life.
Yesterday, I:
1. went to work.
2. had a strange man sit in a car and stare at me for 20 minutes.
3. watched From Justin to Kelly.
4. realized I'm selfish, but I'd much rather be that way, than to unintentionally lead someone on just because I don't want to make them dislike me or hurt their feelings.
5. went and saw Hi Fi Drowning and The Chemisty Set
Today, I:
1. woke up at 5:45 to be at work by 8.
2. laughed at all the stupid sexual harrassment scenarios we had to read.
3. took a mean nap and am still tired.
4. sing at the Budapest One/Pleasant Grove/Sorta show tonight.
5. will hopefully eat at some point.
Tomorrow, I:
1. will go to work
2. will eat something.
3. will hangout and have girls' night
4. will possibly do laundry
5. will work on some more vector stuff.
Next week, I:
1. WORK WORK WORK
2. sleep sleep sleep
3. will definitely do laundry
4. will get a paycheck, perhaps?
5. will be the same person I am now but maybe with a little more feeling of accomplishment.
So about work, I work with the gayest men ever, and I love them. So hilarious. Everyone I work with is pretty cool, our store manager is a little uptight at times, but the second anyone is off the floor, it's like "Motherfucker, guess who I saw at the fucking bar last night, while I was drunk and high and trying to get this guy's number!!" Greatness. My faves is Johnathan. He and I sat and checked out guys who walked by our store yesterday.
And this morning's sexual harrassment meeting was retarded. But there was juice and donuts and muffins. All of the Galleria people were weird. The kind of people you fear working with in retail. the kind that are all about "the Company" and have been with "the Company" for a while and are just really are uptight and scary and don't have personalities that I'm compatible with. Good thing I don't work there.
During the meeting, as stuff was bein read aloud, all these thoughts kept coming into my head. For example, the lady who was running shit was talking about our lockers and how people sometimes put up pictures from magazines about fashion that some might find offensive. What kind of fucking retard gets offended by a picture in a magazine? And one of the guys that I work with, Winston, kept presenting these examples that themselves were pretty offensive, but I laughed my ass off, and realized that a lot of offensive shit comes out of my mouth and while I'm pretty sure once my co-workers get to know me better, they will laugh at, I'd better just not talk to anyone for a while.
Oh! And then these little scenarios we had to read aloud and decide if there was an instance of sexual harrassment, discrimination, or creating a hostile environment in the workplace. Here's one of my favorites:
"Todd, one of the two male employees in his department, comes to you and says that the female employees are always discussing their dates, sexual activites, and are also always staring at his crotch. Todd finds the conduct offensive. You tell Todd to just ignore it."
At this point, I mumble to my manager Kelly that I feel harrassed because they are always talking about their dates and I never go on any. They are making me uncomfortable. Then my co-worker Fred leans over to me and goes, "Monique, Todd wants you to stop staring at his crotch." Laughter all around.
Here's another:
"Becky complaind to you that her co-worker, Alex, makes fun of her in front of other co-workers because she has a learning disapility and is enrolled in college level special education classes."
The person didn't even finish reading the whole thing before I started giggling. How ridiculous is that! And everyone in the meeting was like, "Aww now that's just plain mean!!" Fred and I laughed.
And finally:
"John, a Department Manager, observes that the eight employees in his department are regularly telling sexual jokes and frequently engaging in sexually oriented conversations. He has seen one employee bring in pornographic magzines and naked vacation pictures. During the holiday season, he heard that some exployees exchanged gifts that were sexual in nature, including massage oils and condoms. The employees all get along and his department is performing well so John does not take any steps to address the conduct."
Kelly then leans to me and says, "Well, if you work at a strip joint, what do you expect?"
Yay work.
Tonight, Dug Burr/Budapest One/Pleasant Grove/Sorta @ The Curtain Club. Rumored that Rhett Miller may be there, but I don't know for sure.