Archive for March, 2009

Day 3

Monday, March 30th, 2009

I have to use a walkie-talkie at work to communicate my feelings with my sales colleagues.  There is already an Alex on staff.  So I told the sales mignons, You may call me Alexandra.

I thought this would make me feel more professional, but instead I feel like a toddler on a baby monitor.

Text of the Day

Monday, March 30th, 2009

“Woman!  Hmph… ur our new bread maker. I wish i made more so u could stay home w the plants.”  Husband FreetZ after my first day at work.

Platonic Pals, Jr.

Sunday, March 29th, 2009

Platonic Pals Jr

proud.

Verking Girl

Sunday, March 29th, 2009

I’m going to get right to the point here.  I was hired at a retail establishment and I just finished the second day of my new part-time new job.  I think I was hired because they thought I was foreign.  That, or they were trying to diversify.  I’m fairly certain that I am the only caucasian American employee.  Or maybe they could see my talent for retail.  It’s not that I’m very good at selling things, I’m just really good at feelings making people feel good about themselves, which, if all goes according to plan, will make them love me and trust me and scream mention my name at the cash register so I get the commission bonuses.  moneyzzz. (sleeping money? i’m tired)

Limerick Database

Friday, March 27th, 2009

A preoccupied vegan named Hugh
picked up the wrong sandwich to chew.
He took a big bite
before spitting, in fright,
“OMG, WTF, BBQ!”

Read more here.

Pop Rocks

Friday, March 27th, 2009

Harlem Shakes

(Photo by B.Doykos)

Last night I had to give a five minute presentation to a bunch of North Brooklyn residents about our upcoming transportation safety rides this summer at Williamsburg Walks.  It did not go very well because I got nervous and blacked-out and now have no recollection of what I said, if anything at all.  During our 15-20 minutes break-out brainstorming sessions nobody came to our Transportation Table except a reporter who gave me her card and said, call me.  Instead of pouting, I went to eat vegetables with gc Berna and then we met up with the FreetZ to see Harlem Shakes, an indie pop type of band who all wear white jeans and pastel polos and do their best imitation of Vampire Weekend, Jr.   Being in Williamsburg kind of feels like being in high school except that you’ve already graduated and can’t shake the fear of not fitting in, not standing out, or getting caught for breaking dress code.

[audio:http://www.jockandbuttons.com/alex/wp-content/audio/Nothing%20But%20Change%20Part%20II.mp3]

This is no longer amusing

Wednesday, March 25th, 2009

The 200 word paragraph office building does not have hot water.  All the bathrooms have both cold and hot water nozzles, but this is only a tease.  The cold water is cold to the point that makes washing hands painful.  Apparently one building occupant did not find this amusing, as one of the hot water nozzles was recently broken off, leaving only a jagged, dangerous, hot water nozzle nub.  I look forward to not being here anymore.

This Makes Me the Angriest

Wednesday, March 25th, 2009

MTA Board Members

M.T.A. Increases Fares and Cuts Services, The New York Times

Offensive/Famous: Part II

Wednesday, March 25th, 2009

Sean Tice Smokes

“Unbelievable. Just unbelievable. I have been trying to find out who this mythical Sean Tice is for a while now and I stumble upon your gem of a picture. Further evidence of his smoking nature attached below (courtesy of Floyd at Atlantic Avenue and Belgian Beer Bar at West 4th.) Weird, he hangs out where I hang out. Is he my c*cksmoking Tyler Durden?”  Reader George at beehivehairdresser.com ( WARNING! Includes obscenities!)

When the Recession Hits Home

Tuesday, March 24th, 2009

Seanabby ryan doesnt do the traffic anymore on wbez.

meI don’t understand

Seanme neither.  it’s like parents getting divorced but not knowing why

 

We Say Goodbye to Our Friend Abby Ryan, Chicago Public Radio Blog