Category Archives: Interesting Things as of Late

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I Like the Sunrise

Just got home from day one of a four day stint working in the cigar shop. It was an interesting day to say the least. First thing, which happens to be the latest thing, Keith Olbermann’s last show was tonight. All of a sudden, at the end of the show he announced that it is no more.

I found out when I checked my email a few minutes ago from the LA Times and the New York Times. No explanation given. Perhaps over the weekend, or at least next week, if ever. It will be explained at some point, that’s for sure.

Back at the cigar shop, all seemed well. Today was payday and Calvin was extra nice, wanting for me to buy a box of cigars and ship them to Hoboken. He would like to buy some cigars and ship them with mine.

So he buttered me up, I relented and made him pay for shipping. It’s cheaper to buy cigars in New York and ship them to New Jersey since interstate commerce cannot be taxed. I save a ton of money doing so.

After getting all that together, I received a phone call from the guy who called me earlier in the week. An interview has been set up for next Tuesday. There’s an online application I have to fill out which I haven’t checked yet and I will once I am done writing this here blog entry tonight. I’m trying to not let my hope get out of control.

The day proceeded as it often does, slowly and the man cave back room was filled with smoke. Calvin had his two hour lunch and I manned the front of the store while he smoked in the back room. I don’t mind Calvin taking a two hour lunch. He usually comes back happy and he’s out of my hair during that time.

Another phone call, from someone who had come across my resume online. The called, named Mike noted that I had sales experience on the resume, 7.5 months of sales experience selling cigars. Mike asked if I was interested in becoming a stock broker and I told him that I was not interested. That call ended quite quickly.

I had a good lunch at what is becoming my favorite diner, the Moon Rock, next to what used to be A&R Studios, then Le Bar Bat and now it’s Providence. The food is good, they seat me in a booth where I can sit and read and there is hardly anyone there when I am there.

After that it was a 15 minute visit at the internet computer bank nestled in the back of Universal News. The new guy, Fred was in when I returned from lunch and he was helping Calvin unpack boxes that had just come in. A long day finally came to an end. Fred left a few minutes early so he could catch a train home and I closed up the shop.

Uneventful rides home, and now here I sit, Bill a few feet behind me and Bill Maher and company (including Rachel Maddow who has no idea what happened with Keith Olbermann) pour forth from the television. Another day of work tomorrow, day 2.

I Get a Kick Out of You

I am back home. It was a long day. It was a long weekend. It was two days off in a row. It rarely happens though, having a Saturday and a Sunday off. But there it was.

On Friday as I was out for my New Year’s Eve dinner with Bill, Bill mentioned something about Monday. I put the kibosh on that, saying I did not want to even think about Monday until it got here. So, Bill being a smart bloke, said ‘Two days from now…’

That worked. It was abstract enough. Since I’ve been working retail I hardly ever know what day of the week it is. I’ve taken to using the TV to tell me by what shows are being broadcast. Of course I could use this internet doohickey and easily check that way, but the TV has been a reliable constant in my life.

It was back to work for me today. Working with the brain dead Bradley and Sean. Marcus was also in for part of the day before going off to wherever it is that Marcus goes. I’ve spent the first couple of days of the New Year trying to be positive. A new leaf maybe. And I’ve been able to maintain that so far.

Today I carried it into the cigar shop. The brain dead Bradley was in the front of the store and I let a jolly ‘Yo Ho Ho’ be my greeting. After getting my coat off and punching in I walked by the brain dead Bradley and said, ‘What’s the happy haps?’

Now I figured most people would understand that that basically means what’s happening, but the brain dead Bradley merely mumbled, ‘I don’t know what that means.’ The brain dead Bradley isn’t most people, neither is Sean for when I asked Sean if he knew what ‘happy haps’ meant and he didn’t.

Sean uses words like ‘conversating’ and ‘tooken’ so he gets a pass and he’s also only 20 years old. Maybe I’m am just that cutting edge, just a few minutes into the future ahead of most everyone, though I just asked Bill if he knew the phrase and he didn’t. Maybe I just came up with a new phrase.

The brain dead Bradley was mostly uncommunicative throughout the day, making it difficult to be in the same room with him. I did my best to avoid the brain dead Bradley whenever I could. Sean was OK to be around despite the fact that he was involved in a fight on New Year’s Eve and got his face messed up somewhat.

I am firm in my resolve to get the hell out of the cigar shop as soon as possible. Not going to take the first job offered to me (well maybe) but the writing is on the wall. I can’t see myself being here for another year. Still I maintained my positive outlook, not allowing much of anything to get me down.

And no, Xanax was not involved though Xanax could be the reason why the brain dead Bradley was such a numb nuts today. I don’t think you’re supposed to snort the pills and I think that is the brain dead Bradley method of delivery.

Another day of work tomorrow then off on Wednesday. I asked for this upcoming Sunday off from Calvin since Chaz is having his holiday party and I would like to attend but I haven’t seen the new schedule yet since I don’t think Calvin has gotten it together yet.

I suppose I will find out tomorrow when Calvin returns back to work.