Reach for the Schuyler!

>the definition of fucked
>wurkin
>listening to dre and writing a paper. i am happy
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So there's this guy at work, the new guy in the kitchen. Well, he's actually been here for almost a month now, but he still acts like a new guy. I digress.

So, he was initially hired because he was a general manager at a Papa Romanos and was stuck working 70 hour weeks, so he wanted out. Everyone had high hopes for him, he's worked in food, he was a general manager, so he might know more than just kitchen duties, and he's used to working long hours, so he'd be good working the shorter shifts we have.

His first week of training, he was alright. Quiet, but alright. We figured he'd be more talkative once he got to know everyone, and would get a lot better at his job once he got used to the swing of things.

Nope. Wrong.

Well, only kind of. He's a bit more talkative now, but still moves like a snail when working. He still messes stuff up more often then he should, and still doesn't understand how to do a lot of stuff that should be self explanatory. One of the problems could be his eyes, or lack of vision. He obviously needs a new prescription because even with his glasses, he spends about 15 seconds squinting at a receipt before he can read it. When food is being rung in ever couple seconds, and stuff is coming out of the oven every other couple seconds, we obviously don't have the time to spend 10 minutes reading a pizza ticket because our eyes don't work.

Okay, yes, I am being very harsh and judgmental on this kid and his physical capabilities, or lack thereof. My points are well founded though, so I don't care. At least he has a personality. Or wait, never mind, he doesn't.

This guy doesn't know how to tell a story, or even a sentence without putting me to sleep. He says words, but they fall flat and go nowhere. Heres some examples (I am the">", he is the "-")
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>Man, I cannot wait to get out of class in 2 weeks. Freedom, friends in town, I can go out and drink and party all the time. It'll be a grand 'ole drunken time.
-Oh, you like drinking eh?
>(kinda freaked out at this odd question) Yeah, it's fun, and I love my friends.
-Yeah, the other day me and my friends went out and got some booze.
>Oh yeah?
-Yeah.
>...
-(for some reason, just walks away, off in some random direction)
>...
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Seriously? Seriously? That's it? You got booze? What happened? Who got thrown off a third story balcony? Who accidentally slept with their cousin? Who slammed the fifth of vodka in 10 minutes? Something has to have happened. Or it didn't. Maybe he just bought booze, drank it, then went and sat in the corner and cried. I don't know. What I do know is I don't need his mental drool polluting my eardrums.

Also, today, he told me and Scott a story about registering for classes at HFCC. It was excessively lame, but he had one classic line where his information got locked into the registration servers and couldn't be modified or moved. Apparently he was "trapped in cyberspace". We had quite the laugh behind his back, entirely at his expense. It was too good to pass up. Seriously.

Oh, and I know that he was thinking of that line for days. I just know. 3 nights ago, or maybe the next afternoon, he thought of being trapped in cyberspace and said, in his go nowhere, monotone inner monologue "I have to use this one! BALLIN'!". Seriously. I bet he even thought the word "ballin'".

Kwadruple Pheature

>work, then things after
>the things after work now
>so close... CRUNCH TIME
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I've seen a record number of movies in the past week - FOUR! Here's what I thought of 'em:

Waiting...: Pretty funny, and somewhat true to life. As a restaurant worker, I could definitely see the similarities and people I know in what was going on. Dane Cook was actually tolerable too, which was a big surprise for me. Overall, I liked it.

Deja Vu: An action/thriller movie about some machine that allows people to look through a wormhole 4 days into the past in real time. The government uses it to investigate a terrorist attack on a boat in New Orleans. It was interesting, but the movie never gets too violent, too fast, too slow, too science-y, or too much of anything else. It kind of kept everything at a mediocre level, which sucked. Also, it was too long, at just around 2 hours. Taking 15 minutes off by speeding stuff up would have done wonders.

Dan in Real Life: I actually wanted to see this when it was first in theaters but never did. I really like it. It's a very lighthearted romantic/family/comedy movie which I enjoy, plus Steve Carell is a good actor and a funny guy. He was perfect for the role. Dane Cook was also in this movie as the somewhat dickheaded brother. He was tolerable in this role too, so I guess it's just his standup I have a problem with.

Walk Hard: I thought it was an alright movie overall. It has moments that are "random funny", "silly funny", and "vulgar funny", but nothing I found to be absolutely laugh out loud worthy. Still, I enjoyed it for what it had to offer, and that's probably why I don't outright hate it.

Baby Politicians

>wow, i fucking suck at css
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Today, at school, were the student government elections. What a joke. For some reason, I was 20 minutes early to class - a rare occasion. As soon as I enter the building, I'm bombarded with fliers, people talking, hand gestures, and whatever else goes along with getting people to vote for you.

Some girl I've never seen before (big surprise) walks up to me. She's running for something. Not president. I don't know, maybe senator. She asks me if I'm going to class. No shit I'm going to class, does she think I like to walk around inside college campus buildings at 9 a.m. for fun? She doesn't get the hint that I want to keep walking and would prefer it if she stayed stationary. She follows me, opens up one of her little booklets, and props it in front of me so she can show and read it to me as I walk to class. Christ!. I get rid of her by going to the bathroom, then get rid of her pamphlets by introducing them to the garbage bin.

Fortunately, I found a way to Solid Snake my way around them for the rest of the day. Mostly because of fear.

I Panicked about Panic!

>philosophical endeavors
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In regards to my thoughts on the new Panic at the Disco album Pretty.Odd, after giving it 30 or so listens, I like the new them. Not as much so as I did the original, but I still like 'em. They go from country sounds, to sounding like The Beatles, then to the Beach Boys. Some of their old lyrical style shows at a few small points, but for the most part its tragically toned down. Musically, they're vastly different as well, with nothing electronic on the whole album, and a whole lot more guitar action goin' on.

It's different, but it'll do.