The Post with the Disgusting Co-Workers
I will try to be as ungraphic as possible in this story.

The people who use the men's room at work with me are complete disgusting assholes....Now I'm a stickler for bathroom etiquette. I'm also pretty much a germophobe. I don't touch doorknobs or toilet seats or anything for the most part, especially when I begin thinking about it.

There was a guy at work who pissed all over the floor one time. Pretty sure who did that. There was another time where a person wiped their ass with toilet paper and then threw the paper into the trash can. THE FUCKING TRASH CAN!!!...Pretty sure who did it and it was the same person as the first incident.

Today I go to use the bathroom and chose the wrong doorway, as behind Door #1 was a relatively fresh bathroom. Behind Door #2 was a relatively fresh BM that was unflushed in the toilet. Ok so I commence gagging as I begin to frantically search for the flusher without using my hands or eyes. Now you may say, "Brian why not just go to the other bathroom?" Well another person walked in rigiht behind me and went to the other door so I was trapped. I eventually found the handle and kicked it with my foot flushing the mess down. Except it was a dreaded double flusher. So I had to do it twice and it felt like I was in a heat vaccum for the 20 seconds it took me to piss. No idea who did this bathroom no-no

Seriously how hard is i to flush a toilet. I'm pretty certain I could train my dog to flush the toilet if I really wanted to so why is it so hard for a grown human being to pull the fucking handle when they are down using the toilet....And you wonder why I hate my job
- posted by Brian @ 3/28/2005 04:46:00 PM

 
A Quick note for you
With all this talk of Terry Schivao and the "right to die" issue, which has been all over my airwaves recently I felt the need to mention this to allmy loyal viewers.

Many critics are saying, "This proves the necessity of living wills." Here's a note--Living wills are not legally binding in a hospital. You need to have a doctor's written permission to assert something in a will like that. So you say I want to be pulled off a machine if I'm a vegetable..You need to go to a doctor and get him to write something saying, "Do Not Resesitate(sp)" So what I'm saying is designating power of attorney in medical situations is the better course of action and results in less legal headaches for everyone involved
- posted by Brian @ 3/23/2005 05:39:00 PM

 
The Post with my lament
So the past two afternoons at work I have made boxes for Cherrydale Farms orders. The people that work up there are the rudest, most annoying bunch of people you've ever met in your life. They are family members and they yell at each other constantly. So today the one decided I wasn't sure sure how to make boxes so she decided to show me. After they left for the day at 2 I was in the room by myself for two hours listening to my Queen CD and it occurred to me--this is where my life is. A woman who is stupider than me (and I'm not saying that because I'm trying to be cocky, or even proclaiming myself to be Einstein) felt I was to dumb to handle box folding and taping. I realized I didn't do a good job of preparing myself to succeed in the world. So to all my Millersville friends that graduated either before me, with me, or after me--and have found jobs or great leads..Great job and congrats to you guys. Soar higher for all the ones like me who faltered from the start.

(P.S. Just to prove the stupidity of said person earlier they were bitching when our company decided to switch to bi-weekly checks proclaiming, "Now they'll take out double the taxes every paycheck". If I need to explain why that is to you get behind them in line)

By the way Frank I am getting to my list as a response to you, still stuck on some rankings.
- posted by Brian @ 3/17/2005 03:20:00 PM

 
The Post with that song's lyrics
I had someone ask me about that Phil Collins song I mentioned in the last post--here are the words--you can infer the reason as to why the song and me have a love hate relationship from them.

Phil Collins
Against All Odds

How can I just let you walk away, just let you leave without a trace
When I stand here taking every breath with you, ooh
You’re the only one who really knew me at all

How can you just walk away from me,
When all I can do is watch you leave
Cos we’ve shared the laughter and the pain and even shared the tears
You’re the only one who really knew me at all

So take a look at me now, oh there’s just an empty space
And there’s nothing left here to remind me,
Just the memory of your face
Ooh take a look at me now, well there’s just an empty space
And you coming back to me is against all odds and that’s what I’ve got to face

I wish I could just make you turn around,
Turn around and see me cry
There’s so much I need to say to you,
So many reasons why
You’re the only one who really knew me at all

So take a look at me now, well there’s just an empty space
And there’s nothing left here to remind me, just the memory of your face
Now take a look at me now, cos there’s just an empty space

But to wait for you, is all I can do and that’s what I’ve got to face
Take a good look at me now, cos I’ll still be standing here
And you coming back to me is against all odds
It’s the chance I’ve gotta take

Take a look at me now
- posted by Brian @ 3/17/2005 03:10:00 PM

 
The post with my first post in like 2 weeks
So it's been a while but really I had a rough couple weeks. I finally went and got my pain in the groin checked out and the doctor told me he felt a hernia. So he sent me to the surgeon. The surgeon felt around and said he felt nothing so he said I should go have a CT Scan. He said it could be a hernia or something else.

"Something else." I thought..That really doesn't sound good. Then my mind started racing off into all the worst case scenarios. What something else?...Something twisted, something torn, something cancerous? And really that last one worried me more than anything...I mean I'm at that age where it is becoming more and more of a possibility...But why does cancer bother me? Cancer is to diseases as Zombies are to horror movie monsters. You don't know how it starts or how to stop it. Aids is bad but we know what causes AIDS for the most part....Heart Disease is terrible but really there are definite things that cause it...Cancer will kill you and what causes it?---no one seems to know...And you can beat it but with years of chemo that leave you a shell of a person you used to be. I wathed it kill a loved one...How do you beat something that doesn't want to be beat?....

The worst part was then I had to wait a week to get my results. A week of uncertainty is horrible. Finally I went to see my surgeon and he said the CT Scan came back and it was (moment of truth) "Negative." No hernia, nothing on the CT Scan--diagnosis Medium to Severe grade groin sprain....(Big sigh of relief....So I feel like a huge weight has been lifted off my shoulders as now I have an answer. So I feel better but still have other mitagating factors keeping me from being truly happy...

Then to top that week off when watching American Idol the one female contestant sang "Against All Odds" by Phil Collins...like or dislike Collins---I fall into the former category, despite "Sssudio"----but that song and I have a very troubled relationship, and to hear the song takes me back to a depressing state. I get entranced by the song like Elaine's boyfriend when he hears, "Desperado." If you need to know the story I have no problem telling you as I find it cathartic to talk about it but I won't make the story public in here.


So to relieve some of my depression I venture to Quakertown every Friday night to catch the new movie of the week at Regal Cinemas preceeded by some Wal-Mart shopping...The little things make me happy...(yes I go to the movies by myself, no it doesn't bother me. I love "me-time")

So that's it I guess...Hope you enjoyed...I'll get back to updating regularly
- posted by Brian @ 3/10/2005 05:05:00 PM