what to say...
Well...not much happened today. Just school and work. A on-going monotonous relationship that doesn't seem to end, but it is monotony in a bearable way. I just downloaded two songs by a group called Nightmares on Wax, and it reminds me of some of the tunes off of Samurai Champloo, however Anna just asked me, "Could you put on some headphones or something?". Obviously my little sister has a lot to learn about good music.Speaking of work (good transitioning Luke!), I am always faced with the difficult task of keeping my alter-ego from taking over. He doesn't have a name, but he goes by Sarcasm Boy (or Sultan of Smarminess, if you will). It seems like, every now and then, people say the dumbest stuff, or in my case, make the stupidest of suggestions. I was putting together a Gazebo tonight, and a customer came in with a bent piece from the same Gazebo (which he bought earlier today). Since I don't work for any of the stores that I assemble at, I don't actually need to talk to the customers. However, since I am asked by every single customer where the St. Augustine grass is or what colors do these bricks come in, I generally try to help them out. Anyways, back to the story. So this guy had a bent piece of the same Gazebo that I was building, but I wasn't just building it, I was creating a masterpiece of rails, nuts, and bolts on the very ground that these BX workers and customers were treading on. Working next to me was this mid-thirties, ex-Army, tattooed excuse for a man, trying to keep up with the glory of my masterpiece Gazebo, or as I called it: Gazebo of the gods (like Mt. Olympus, but with a screen, to keep out those pesky bugs). So the customer asked if he could get a replacement piece, and the BX worker turned a wayward eye to my Gazebo, then turned to me and said: "How about taking one of the pieces out of the one your building and giving it to him?". First thing I thought was: This guy is crazy. Second, I thought: There is no way I am going to tear apart this magnum opus and give him one of my pieces. There were only two thoughts, but it only took a split second for my roar of a response. All joking aside, I had actually spent close to 3 hours building this Gazebo, and it looked like crap, but it was from a Chinese company, so any fault in the beastly Gazebo was with the Chinese, not me. I told him no, but I really wanted to say something really sarcastic or smarmy, but I was really tired (I was on my 10th hour of work by then) and everybody knows that sarcasm does not work when you are tired. Really! Just the nerve of that guy asking for my piece of Gazebo!
Well, that was quite a story! I am going to go play Tae-Ho on the XBox now. As it stands now: Americans 2 - Koreans 0. Hahaha!
-brodie
posted by brodie @ 9:45 PM 1 comments
