"Can you stop looking at my friend like you want to eat her crotch with your face?" the firebrand on the other side of the Albany-Troy bus demanded of a panhandler sitting in the seat just ahead of me. (this was about five minutes after a stringy-haired blonde had rebuked the same friend, a drugged-out looking girl, for falling asleep on the bus)
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 Me: I'd like to be a temp. Manager: Got your resume? *I hand over the resume, and she glances over it* Manager: This was your last job? Me: Yep. Manager: Why'd you leave? Me: It was a temp position, and it ended. Manager: Okay. How much did you make? Me: Twelve an hour. Manager: How much you looking for? Me: Twelve to fourteen an hour. Manager ( Read more... )

I caught 'An American Carol' with a friend and a friend of a friend tonight. It was a good flick - funny, good cast, gags, etc, and a (thankfully) refreshingly different point of view from the same old same old mainstream schlock. And Gary Coleman had a cameo, who couldn't like that?! The only downer was that there were fewer than ten people in the ( Read more... )