I got a card returned to me in the mail today.Magenta had got my latest hair stylist a thank you card for cutting that mop - I so dearly loved - off my head. It made noise and shit. It was a nice card.
What was not nice is how when I went to get my mail, the fucking card was returned with a stamped message:
"RETURN TO SENDER FOR ADDITIONAL POSTAGE *HANDWRITTEN IN HERE: 37 CENTS* FOR UNMACHINABLE MAIL. "
Unmachinable mail. First of all, unmachineable is not a word. Lucky I am so bright and I understand idiot language since it must be dealt with on a near daily basis. Second, why the fuck, why in the FUCK, did someone take the time to stamp a stupid message and hand write 37 cents and then send that shit all the way back to my house? Because where the fucking card was going was 3 blocks from the P.O.
In the time it takes some retard to stamp that shit, weigh it and determine the cents amount, sign the 37 cents, put the envelope back in the mail sorter, have the sorter sort it and have the mailman bring that shit back, they could have just added a stamp and be done with it.
The USPS literally hustled me for 37 cents. They wanted an extra 37 cents to complete my transaction. What are you gonna buy with 37 cents? Candy? a doughnut? some shoe laces to floss your ass?
They need 37 extra cents to look at it and try to figure out where its going, rather than sending it thru a mail sorting machine. Funny thing is they looked at it, and decided, "Nope, no go, nigga we need 37 more cents for this shit."
37 cents is not the problem. My mail coming back after a sent it - to be delivered at a particular time so my hairdresser remembers who the fuck I am - is important. Now my hair stylist gets her card with a fucking stamped message on it. Wow, classy.
Thursday, February 19, 2009
An Early Blog
Innovation is what drives creative marketing and project managerial minds. How to drop a creative product and do well in sales, in retail, e-business, and develop a group of evangelists who believe in that product, its performance in real-world applications, and the satisfaction level that the product has to an individual consumer.
It has been said that with good products or services that you are satisfied with, you will tell 4-6 people. If you are unhappy, or dissatisfied with a product or service, that same person is likely to tell 8-10 people.
Shit....when I am unhappy about a product I tell every person I know who would possibly use it or even think about using it. For example, Ray's Liquor. Fuck Ray's Liquor is all I have to say. The dudes that work there are fags, their customer service skills blows donkey cock, and their prices suck as well. Last summer they would not sell me beer because I needed 2 forms of ID...Are you fucking kidding me? Why is Ray's liquor so fucking special, that you need 2 fucking forms of ID, and what the fuck, when is a credit card an acceptable form of ID?
Its not issued by the government. It doesn't have your address. Or birth-date. Or eye color. It doesn't enable you to vote, drive a car, or join the fuckin' Marines. So why in Holy Hell does this motherfucker need to see my credit card when I have a perfectly legit, current, accurate Driver's License? Cash and a current DL ain't good enough for this east indian-arab-persian whatever he is.
So I left the the 30 pack on the counter, cursed at the fag behind the counter, got the 10 people I was going floating with, and left. They just lost biz from me and 10 of my friends that were there to buy something.
So what happens? I go to Safeway and buy the same 30 pack, for $4-5 cheaper, from the checker who has a nice conversation with me. From a place that accepts Driver's Licenses as an acceptable form of identification. Like it should be. Since they invented DL's for fuckin identification.
You can bet I told every single person I saw on the way down to Scotty's that Ray's Liquor sucks, don't go there, and fuck Ray's Liquor. I won't ever go back, which sucks for them, because I drink a lot.
Me drinking = business for Star Liquors and Safeway. Star Liquors has excellent customer service, really nice dudes, great selection and lowest prices in town. And its closer to my house.
It has been said that with good products or services that you are satisfied with, you will tell 4-6 people. If you are unhappy, or dissatisfied with a product or service, that same person is likely to tell 8-10 people.
Shit....when I am unhappy about a product I tell every person I know who would possibly use it or even think about using it. For example, Ray's Liquor. Fuck Ray's Liquor is all I have to say. The dudes that work there are fags, their customer service skills blows donkey cock, and their prices suck as well. Last summer they would not sell me beer because I needed 2 forms of ID...Are you fucking kidding me? Why is Ray's liquor so fucking special, that you need 2 fucking forms of ID, and what the fuck, when is a credit card an acceptable form of ID?
Its not issued by the government. It doesn't have your address. Or birth-date. Or eye color. It doesn't enable you to vote, drive a car, or join the fuckin' Marines. So why in Holy Hell does this motherfucker need to see my credit card when I have a perfectly legit, current, accurate Driver's License? Cash and a current DL ain't good enough for this east indian-arab-persian whatever he is.
So I left the the 30 pack on the counter, cursed at the fag behind the counter, got the 10 people I was going floating with, and left. They just lost biz from me and 10 of my friends that were there to buy something.
So what happens? I go to Safeway and buy the same 30 pack, for $4-5 cheaper, from the checker who has a nice conversation with me. From a place that accepts Driver's Licenses as an acceptable form of identification. Like it should be. Since they invented DL's for fuckin identification.
You can bet I told every single person I saw on the way down to Scotty's that Ray's Liquor sucks, don't go there, and fuck Ray's Liquor. I won't ever go back, which sucks for them, because I drink a lot.
Me drinking = business for Star Liquors and Safeway. Star Liquors has excellent customer service, really nice dudes, great selection and lowest prices in town. And its closer to my house.
Tuesday, February 17, 2009
What is there to say?
Its fucking raining and that's what these sonsofbitches wanted. Now shit is borderline flooded and my feet are wet. Maybe a pair of shoes with a larger covered surface area would be a good idea...
Valentine's Day was the best I have ever had. Spent the day with my girl hanging out, drinking mimosas, eating salmon and cream cheese omelets for brunch, and dining on my personally wrapped sushi for dinner. Under the steady beats of reggae, sake, and chronic smoke.
We ate mostly sashimi, but I twisted up a few fatty rolls that turned out pretty good. I like nigiri the best, or at least some sushi rice with my sashimi.
Did I mention I have the hottest girlfriend ever? Grade A, certified dime ;-) She is certainly gorgeous!
Wednesday, February 11, 2009
The rain has come
And guess what? Steels wanna eat now. Buddies are telling me it has been going down and now, right now, is the time to go. You wanna talk about timing? Timing a run or a good time to fish? This week is the time!
Monday, February 9, 2009
Rainy
Today was windy and began to drop water at 4 PM or so. Found some travel deals online and am looking to get in on a little spring fling - if you know what I'm saying.
Need some near gear to expand my horizon on the angle. Thinkin 2009 is time for more bass, maybe some carp, and a lot more fun. With the job market so bad, looks like I may be worrying about my problems bright and early every morning before the job hunt...On a pond throwing some freakish leech, senko posing concoction of bunny and 'bou.
I really like the Scott Warm Water rods. Man, those are some seriously fine pieces of graphite and cork. I can't bring myself to use a rod so damn sweet to fish for a savage green and black cannibalistic fucker that roams every water for miles.
Magnum taper. Think about this...Good shit.
Need some near gear to expand my horizon on the angle. Thinkin 2009 is time for more bass, maybe some carp, and a lot more fun. With the job market so bad, looks like I may be worrying about my problems bright and early every morning before the job hunt...On a pond throwing some freakish leech, senko posing concoction of bunny and 'bou.
I really like the Scott Warm Water rods. Man, those are some seriously fine pieces of graphite and cork. I can't bring myself to use a rod so damn sweet to fish for a savage green and black cannibalistic fucker that roams every water for miles.
Magnum taper. Think about this...Good shit.
Tuesday, January 27, 2009
And we are off!
Class started 8 AM, a lovely intro to Spring 2009 semester at CSU, Chico with E-Marketing. One of the main points the professor stressed, is that since we are an elective class, he expects us to be fired up and ready to learn about this shit...
Well, its 8 AM, 35 degrees outside, and most of the class is still asleep. The only reason I was even remotely paying attention was some girl eye fucked the shit outta me and I was like whoa! Lookin' at me like I just got out of the shower and she wanted to come over and grab me by the wiener. What a sicko.
Now I'm wasting time before my next class, Geoscience 351, most likely the most gay class I will have this semester. God help me.
Well, its 8 AM, 35 degrees outside, and most of the class is still asleep. The only reason I was even remotely paying attention was some girl eye fucked the shit outta me and I was like whoa! Lookin' at me like I just got out of the shower and she wanted to come over and grab me by the wiener. What a sicko.
Now I'm wasting time before my next class, Geoscience 351, most likely the most gay class I will have this semester. God help me.
Sunday, January 25, 2009
End of Winter Break
Tomorrow is the official last day of my Winter break. It has been a great break for me and I have really enjoyed every minute of it.
I spent xmas with my family in Chico,
New Years w/ my Uncle's Family in Orange County,
met some guys from Mammoth and Colorado,
fished locally and not-so locally,
caught some nice fish,
rowed a drift boat, crashed a drift boat,
made my first appearance on the Trinity,
found some new waters to fish this year,
got laid countless times, brought my little girl Alani out for her first fishing trip,
hit the beaches of Fort Bragg and Huntington Beach,
trimmed my hair, got stuck in snow,
drove a Tundra pulling a 16" Clacka at 75 mph,
ate a bunch of really good food,
got a new cal king bed that is so comfy,
puked from drinking too much and eating a nasty burrito,
and worked the Scott Rods booth at the ISE Sac show.
It was quite an adventure. Drank and smoked a shit load and it was worth every minute that I wasn't sitting in class.
School starts for me on Tuesday. Lets hope for a strong semester and a good job!
I spent xmas with my family in Chico,
New Years w/ my Uncle's Family in Orange County,
met some guys from Mammoth and Colorado,
fished locally and not-so locally,
caught some nice fish,
rowed a drift boat, crashed a drift boat,
made my first appearance on the Trinity,
found some new waters to fish this year,
got laid countless times, brought my little girl Alani out for her first fishing trip,
hit the beaches of Fort Bragg and Huntington Beach,
trimmed my hair, got stuck in snow,
drove a Tundra pulling a 16" Clacka at 75 mph,
ate a bunch of really good food,
got a new cal king bed that is so comfy,
puked from drinking too much and eating a nasty burrito,
and worked the Scott Rods booth at the ISE Sac show.
It was quite an adventure. Drank and smoked a shit load and it was worth every minute that I wasn't sitting in class.
School starts for me on Tuesday. Lets hope for a strong semester and a good job!
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