Random Ramble
Last Friday was Colin's 22nd birthday :0 I got him a gift that only I could get him: Season One of ALF on DVD. 25 episodes on 4 CDs...wow. ALF was a fantastic series, but I must say that Willie has to be the worst actor on the planet...how he won that audition is beyond me...good for a pity chuckle or five though.
Had a nice time last night at a farewell party for our assistant manager, "the other" Evan. I meant to stay there for a half hour or so because I have oodles of homework on my desk, but I ended up staying for an hour and half. What can I say? It's fun listening to stories that slag management and dumb customers. It was real nice assuming that pages on the intercom for Evan weren't necessarily for me...especially when it was for carrying stuff like water softener soft. Those things are freakin heavy, and I still don't understand why people need 20 of them at a time.
I was offered the assistant manager gig last week. They asked me why I hadn't applied yet...I was tempted to say "because I wouldn't wish the job on my worst enemy" or "because I don't like you", but I said I was in school and I didn't want to relocate and get shipped off to someplace boring like Meadow Lake or Yorkton after my training was complete. I was promised that I wouldn't relocate, but I call BS on that one. The managers I know said they've never been offered that, so why would I get that special treatment? They tried to talk me out of going to school (lol), but I told them I might ask for the master key and close up shop for a night or 2 a week when my course load lightens significantly before Christmas.
Going on another roadtrip to Regina this weekend...the other Evan was able to find us some free tickets to the Stamps-Riders game, which is Burris's return to Saskatchewan. I haven't seen any proof that these tickets exist though, which makes me nervous. I really should spend the day reading and typing because my foot pain over the past week or so has made me fall behind in my assignments, but how can I turn down free tickets? Supposedly we're using my car, but I need to do some reading on the way down (hence I can somewhat justify making this trip, and if there's no tickets, at least I did some work), so I'll get somebody else to drive. I also hope I can walk to the stadium...my right ankle flared up again today, so hopefully that gets fixed before Sunday.
I'm going to play the role of a professor tomorrow. My thesis supervisor is out of town and needs a graduate student to administer a mid-term exam for him. I got the call...so I'm the guy who gets to write the time left on the board, who allows people to go to the bathroom and who makes sure people aren't cheating. Could be fun, could be a disaster...we'll see if I'm cut out for teaching. At least I get paid for this!
Have a merry today everybody. Cheers!
Had a nice time last night at a farewell party for our assistant manager, "the other" Evan. I meant to stay there for a half hour or so because I have oodles of homework on my desk, but I ended up staying for an hour and half. What can I say? It's fun listening to stories that slag management and dumb customers. It was real nice assuming that pages on the intercom for Evan weren't necessarily for me...especially when it was for carrying stuff like water softener soft. Those things are freakin heavy, and I still don't understand why people need 20 of them at a time.
I was offered the assistant manager gig last week. They asked me why I hadn't applied yet...I was tempted to say "because I wouldn't wish the job on my worst enemy" or "because I don't like you", but I said I was in school and I didn't want to relocate and get shipped off to someplace boring like Meadow Lake or Yorkton after my training was complete. I was promised that I wouldn't relocate, but I call BS on that one. The managers I know said they've never been offered that, so why would I get that special treatment? They tried to talk me out of going to school (lol), but I told them I might ask for the master key and close up shop for a night or 2 a week when my course load lightens significantly before Christmas.
Going on another roadtrip to Regina this weekend...the other Evan was able to find us some free tickets to the Stamps-Riders game, which is Burris's return to Saskatchewan. I haven't seen any proof that these tickets exist though, which makes me nervous. I really should spend the day reading and typing because my foot pain over the past week or so has made me fall behind in my assignments, but how can I turn down free tickets? Supposedly we're using my car, but I need to do some reading on the way down (hence I can somewhat justify making this trip, and if there's no tickets, at least I did some work), so I'll get somebody else to drive. I also hope I can walk to the stadium...my right ankle flared up again today, so hopefully that gets fixed before Sunday.
I'm going to play the role of a professor tomorrow. My thesis supervisor is out of town and needs a graduate student to administer a mid-term exam for him. I got the call...so I'm the guy who gets to write the time left on the board, who allows people to go to the bathroom and who makes sure people aren't cheating. Could be fun, could be a disaster...we'll see if I'm cut out for teaching. At least I get paid for this!
Have a merry today everybody. Cheers!
posted by Ev(an) at
11:58 p.m.
4 Comments:
Hey good luck with tickets. I heard the game blackout was lifted already, so you can always watch it at home. Here's hoping Nate Davis breaks 'Hank' in half.
Cheers!
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Anonymous, at 10/20/2005 10:23 p.m.
Normally if one couldn't produce proof of the existence of tickets, then I wouldn't go...but this one absolutely has to be experienced live. Screw doing something constructive ;)
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Ev(an), at 10/21/2005 1:08 a.m.
Danner...I have class 700-930 Monday nights on the 9th floor of the Arts tower! Lemme know what Monday night works for you and we'll get a coffee or something!
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Ev(an), at 10/24/2005 4:21 p.m.
I'd read your blog dana if I knew it's address! :P
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Anonymous, at 10/25/2005 4:25 p.m.
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