Thursday, October 20, 2005

Wednesday, October 19, 2005

Exhibit A: Job 1, Day 1

Clinic assistant.
The coffee maker was the only machine that functioned properly all day. Legitimate problems with the copier, printer, heater, email, fax machine, courier, phones...
Yeesh. But it can only get better.

I work for the man now. Specifically, the middle man.
A paper pusher. But right now I feel like I'm just pushing a deck of slippery cards around in circles and I don't know whether ace is high or low.

Monday, October 03, 2005

Canadian Candidate

It did snow this morning.
I was standing on the sidewalk behind the 1 Street LRT station and this guy starts waving to me from the platform. Do I know this guy? I give him a little wave. Maybe he really wants a sample. He runs over and hands me a piece of paper. It's a print-off of some kind of election website, by the looks of it. "Send me an email!" he yells as he runs to catch his train.
I shoved the piece of paper in my pocket. I'll throw it out later.

Now, upon closer inspection, I see the paper says:
"A Canadian government message encourages me to know someone like you better for an eventual marriage"
"Let me be the candidate of your personal choice now if you are nubile"

You have to see this.

Sunday, October 02, 2005

Sweater Weather

Think of me tomorrow morning.
It's going to be cooolllld. Maybe even snowing.
But I will be dutifully handing out samples an hour before the sun hands out its warmth.