Tag team...

So as i said my boss and I have this history (now) of destruction as we work together. So in Studio B he wants to install this new big monitor to replace the relatively less big monitor. So we unhook the original monitor and I put it somewhere out of the way and try to help him set the next big monitor in place cus it's heavy and he can't hold it forever. I then went around and took the cable to hook up the new monitor, but ofcourse it's too short. There is always some small obstacle that stops things from working out exactly as planned in the company. So he moves closer to the computer standing over the old monitor. We plug it in, and it doesn't work (again small details stopping the process). So fine we decide to plug in the old monitor. As he is removing the new one he kicks over and steps on the old monitor effectively breaking all ability of it standing on it's own. He's cussing (in English not German) and i'm thinking "...shoot he's gone blame this on me." The funny thing about it is though, he really can't cus i didn't put it somewhere he couldn't see, and he stepped over it just fine. Not only that he shouldn't have even stepped near it to begin with because if it couldn't reach from where it was then there IS no other option. So yeah, here's the conversation if my thoughts were said aloud.

Boss: Damnit.
Boss: How the hell did that happen?
Me: Cus you didn't pick your foot up high enough.
Boss: Why is it even there?
Me: Cus I needed somewhere to put it quickly.
Boss: Why didn't you put it on the couch
or somewhere on the other side of the room?

Me: Cus i didn't think you would kick over $800 monitor.
Me: Maybe if you slowed down I could make
enough sense for the both of us.

Boss: Take the time and do things right.
Me: I know you ain't talking about patience.
Me: Why are we even putting in a new monitor
anyway, the old one is not old yet.

Me: Outta line.
Boss: Why did you not tell me the monitor was
there, or tell me to stop?

Me: I was but you were too busy not listening to me.
Me: "Well I started to, but you ..." <-- I actually said this.
Boss: You are too polite to me. From now on
i give you full permission to say "Hey, dumbass, stop!"

Me: "Alright."
Boss: We can't keep breaking things.
Boss: You like to get things done so you move fast,
and I do the same and when we work together
we move double speed and then things get broken.

Me: "Yeah, we really should just slow down.
I thought we were doing better this time too.
On the bright side the monitor still works so
we at least do less expensive damage each time."

As far as the monitor goes, it's going to cost $40 to get the plastic back repared, unlike the $400 that Apple would try to wring from us. We know people who know people. Anyway, yeah. So that's the last time my boss and I worked together. There will be more, we will be careful, stuff will stay intact! Huzzah!

Limbo

As well I was essentially promoted. We hired new interns and now i'm their boss. As well as the boss of interns that were there before me. But through all of this responsibility i'm still not getting paid, yet. I'm not necessarily an intern but i'm not getting paid yet. I don't have to do alot of the errands that are needed. In fact, i barely have to leave the building now. Love that. However, I still am not getting paid. I'm in this occupational limbo.

The Yoga Ball...

I don't know if i've mentioned how my boss is a huge health freak but he is and among his organic diet and religious excercise frequency he has introduced yoga; which is where I come in. I definitely spent a good hour and a half pumping up the ball and have probably exhausted all interest i might have in Yoga. Now my boss and I have this thing where we break things that we both work on. So i was very cautious about making this yoga ball explode by overfilling it.

Music mogul...

(Written retrospectively!)
So i was back at work for about 4 days or so. I was putting in work too. I defintely made a habit of working 12hr days. Just doing everything that needed to be done until there were no more tasks for the day or it was productively inefficient to begin them that day. I definitely did among the most random things i probably will ever do on a job again.

Short break...

Yeah, so today is the last day of break for me. Tomorrow, I fly back to Boston to back to my job, then a week or so later school will kick in again. Fun. I really didn't get a break, cus i've been researching and preparing myself all this time for my internship, but really it's worth it. I know it will be. Yep. Big Things!
I go now. I forgot what else i was going to say.
Peace.

Houston ranked "fattest" in health survey.

Wise simaritan...

So today i was returning some movies to what's probably the first place you think of when renting movies and I see this cat on crutches as i'm parking. He sits down at one of the pillars near the entrance resting on his black leather backpack. I'd say he was mid 20s, 5'10, meh, just imagine Ethan Hawke w/ a southern drawl and you'll be close enough. He has on shorts when he sits so i can see the cause of his woe, a highly bruised gash behind his right thigh. It's closed but doesn't seem very healed.
As i'm walking dude says "Say mayn, i was wondering if you could help me out. I trying to get to Bellaire and Gessner, could you give me a ride?" Now...I'm a very generous person, but for some reason... I just didn't trust ole buddy. So i tried to interject his "i'm not bumming, i just need a ride..." and eventually waited for the final "I can't even really make it to the bus stop." (About 50ft away, on the corner of the parking lot.) I made up some excuse about needing to get the car back, gave him two dollars ($2). He seemed disappointed but accepted it.
Now as i went in i felt bad but all i could think was "I'm not gone get got for slippin'". Let's rethink this... If dude could barely get to the bus stop, how did he get where I met him? Not a resedential spot for about half a mile. As well, i'm thinking, just cus dude is on crutches doesn't mean he can drive my car were he to steal it. And who knows what was in the backpack. Dude looked too old to be in school, and if he was the prior parts still don't convince me to give him the ride. Also The Mrs was with me, and if he were to do something, i couldn't wild out on ole buddy cus he might hurt her. Let it marinate...)
I returned the movies, and spent a good while looking for some more. I noticed that ole buddy wasn't around anymore while i was inside, which was confirmed when we left. The whole thing just seemed like a set up. I give people rides sometimes. Like this black lady who was waiting in the rain. (This was before the blog I think. Maybe not, check summer of 2002.) Anyway, I don't regret my decision, that's how folks get got. Slippin'. Besides if i was wrong, i still paid for his ride home. Thus doing the same thing he asked for. :-)
Keep your eyes open people.
That's my two dollars. Peace.

Happy New Year...

There, it's said. Big things planned this year. Be on the look out for me. I'm on the rise. God is good.
So i went to CT to meet the Mrs parents. It was fun. Her brothers are hilarious, and someone always has something to say. One doesn't even have to say anything there is enough said for everybody. They are alot like my family in Mississippi so i didn't feel out of place or out of sorts. Why do people say out of "sorts"? Anyway, now i'm back home in Texas and i brought her along. I must say it is bliss. Minus the research i have to do for my job, but that's not a problem. Except that I misplaced my PDA which actually has a good bit of what i should do in it. Oh well, i'll recall.
What's new with you? Yes you. We're always talking about me. :-) Blog jo... meh you understood. Anyway, i'll see you later.
Five on it.