AND THE LACK THEREOF*

*we put the "mmm" in communism

about

This is the personal blog of Tim. Here, Tim writes on anything he has enough inspiration to finish a post on. That usually ends up being matters of science, pop culture, technology, religion, and philosophy.

This blog is around nine years old, which is over a third of Tim's current age. Back in 2003, it was called "Of Tim: Tim's life - or lack thereof", and it was as bad as you might expect the blog of a freshman in high school to be. Tim hopes that his writing is a little better, these days.

Tim welcomes any input that you, the dear reader, might have. Comments are very much appreciated, especially if you have a dissenting opinion. If you'd like to learn more about Tim, you might want to see his facebook or google+.

Also: Tim is a very avid consumer of various sorts of music. You may be interested in his playlists!

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"Hey, Kyle, hold up a second."
» "Yeah, buddy, what's up?"
"This really isn't working out."
» "How's that?"
"I'm going bat-shit; I'm double scheduled two nights this week. I miss a day at the restaurant, my ass is totally fired. I make more on a slow night there than I do during a full day here."
» "So you're quitting?"
"What other choice do I have? I fucked up planning ahead, and here I am. I figured if I could make it through this week I'd be fine, but this was the breaking point. And the planograms. Ugh, the planograms. I'm sorry, man."
» "Nah, don't worry about it. I saw it coming anyways."
"Yeah?"
» "I figured it'd be some time this week. You're really good at this, you did a great job, but I totally understand."
"Thanks. It sucks balls, but what the hell else am I gonna do? I mean, shit, I promised myself I wouldn't get caught working Sundays, yet here I am. I missed a friend's funeral yesterday for work, I'm at my wit's end."
» "So what're you gonna do?"
"Find a job that's okay with me working two days in the week? I don't know where the hell I could do that, but I'm sure there's something."
» "Not likely."
"I can't take doing the corporate crap. I'm serious about the planograms. You know how long I spent moving shredder lubricant yesterday? Damn, talk about a lifeless task. How do you put up with it?"
» "Working at Borders wasn't so bad, it was a little more free-form, but it's all the same in the end. You put shit on a shelf, sometimes it's more specific than others. Management isn't so bad, there's some thought to it, but it's a job like any other."
"I guess so, but I don't think I could handle that, either. The bureaucracy of quotas..."
» "You'll never get away from that, don't even try. It's just the way any business works."
"Maybe retail's not for me, then."
» "The quotas are always there, even if they aren't called that. You go to a law firm, you better be damn sure you have enough clients, win enough cases, it's the same anywhere you go."
"I'll find something."
» "Hah. Don't be a stranger, man. Stop by. I'm not mailing your paycheck, either, you gotta come pick that shit up."
"Yeah, alright."
» "My first trainee quits after three weeks. Fucker."
"Psh."
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Blogger Karen said...
T_T

I think working at Borders would be fun, though. It's not paper-shredder lubricant, it's *books*. With information, and ideas, and sometimes pictures!

Sorry. Now that I discovered your blog again, I'm posting lots of comments.
Blogger MC Froehlich said...
this blog was once a hopping place. you know. it was the place to be.

maybe i'll build it up to what it once was.
Blogger Paul said...
that would start with getting rid of this awful template

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