World Series

Congrats to the Red Sox for winning the World Series in 4 games straight.

However, why must all camera shots in between batters be back and forth between players showing them spitting all over the place?

Pokemon and the Pink Sweater...

So again...another tale from the bookstore.

I get stopped as I'm running around trying to clean up piles of books and such left by people. The woman, how is wearing one of the brightest pink sweaters I've ever seen, is telling me over and over how her son saw another little boy with a Pokemon book and he wants the same one and he wouldn't give it to her. She wanted to know if we had another one exactly like it. I spent the next couple minutes trying to figure out what kind of book it was - chapter book, activity book, etc. She had no idea because the other little boy wouldn't let her son have it.

She found one that looked like it. I then pointed to two fixtures where it would have been located. She said "Well aren't you going to help look for them?"

I said "Yes, I'm just showing you where they would be."

She then stuck her hand up in my face and told me not to yell at her. She walked away from me and sat down next to her daughter.

None of them got up to help. So I spent the next 10 minutes going through both fixtures to find one Pokemon book. I walked over and asked her if it was like the one i had found. She was coloring with her daughter, refused to look at me, and said that she didn't know.

Her son looked up and said "Yes! That's it! Mom, she foundit!"

They stayed in the store for the next hour and a half.

I spent that time avoiding the childrens section. And warned everyone to beware of the pink sweater lady.

Now I remember why I never did like Pokemon.

Please go home

So I have a part time gig a few hours a week working for a large bookstore. I like it. The people are nice, the hours aren't terrible, the discount and extra money are nice. And if I'm going to have an another job, its a whole lot better than working at a bar or restaurant and being harrassed for a few hours a day.

I worked last night. I got asked to come up front and help with a teacher buying stuff for her classroom. No problem, be right there, no big deal.

When someone comes in to make a classroom purchase, they have to be signed up with us and show a card we give them that proves they're a teacher in order to receive a discount on items for the classroom. This woman procedes to pull out every card in her wallet. Every card. Then hands me the card for our competition. She then also hands me about 5 other cards. I have to go through them one by one and give them back to her and explain why I don't care about it because it has nothing to do with her being in our store.

Then I had to explain it all again because she didn't get it the first time.

Then it took her about 5 minutes to decide how she was going to pay for her purchase. Then she had a kind of conversation with herself to figure out how she was going to get her 2 bags out to her car. Small bags. Not heavy bags.

All I could think when she was leaving was that somewhere, this very confused lady is teaching little kids.

Too much time...

I like sports. Actually for a girl, I'm probably one of the minority who are perfectly happy sitting on the couch and watching a little football or the occasional baseball game. I even like to occasionally watch Sports Center to catch up on scores or what's going on.

That's exactly what I was doing the other night - watching Sports Center. Checking out the latest scores.

Of course its that time of year when its baseball playoffs. Trying to figure out who's going to be in the World Series.

The guys on Sports Center are talking about the Boston vs. Cleveland game. They show a clip of one of the guys hitting a homerun. Good. Great. What's more exciting than that. Espacially in a playoff game.

Then the guys voice comes on that says that the homerun hitter is the first short-stop to hit a homerun in post season play for Boston.

Who has time to keep track of that specific of a stat? And does it really matter what position he plays on the field? Is it really that important to the game? Or change the fact of what he did?

If they have that kind of time, I have some extra stuff they could do for me.

Godzilla...

So after working 10+ hours yesterday, I grab something to munch on and sit in front of the TV, determined to tune everything out for a while. I didn’t exactly know how easy that was going to be.

When I turned the TV on, it was already on the cable station FX. I like that station; they have good shows sometimes, movies on once in a while. So I decided to just leave it on the channel for a while and see what it was.

It starts with Mathew Broderick talking in the same voice he has in every other movie looking at large eggs. Within a second, Hank Azaria is there looking at some of these huge eggs. Pretty soon I figure out that I’m watching the latest Godzilla remake from a few years ago.

It is truly a horrible movie. Basically, Godzilla has babies in Madison Square Garden and they have to blow it up to kill them all. Then they bomb Godzilla on the Brooklyn bridge. I didn’t want to know that much about it, but it was like a train wreck and I couldn’t stop watching it.

The girl in the movie is so incredibly girly. Somehow, these four people are 15 feet from Madison Square Garden when its blown up and somehow, none of them are injured, have a scratch or are remotely dirty. They spend a good 5 minutes running around Manhattan from Godzilla and there is not one other person anywhere to be seen or another car driving.

I like action movies. I even like the old original Godzilla movies, but isn’t there a point where it’s all just a little too unrealistic? Especially when Ferris is the big hero in destroying Godzilla.

Mindless questions...

So flipping through channels last night, I found out there was a college football game on – Boise State vs. New Mexico State. Which I thought was weird for a Sunday, but it works just fine for me. Besides, who doesn’t like looking at a bright blue football field?

It was just getting ready to go into halftime when I found it. I watched until then. Of course, there is some reporter trying to snag the coaches before they leave the field to get comments on the first half.

The score at halftime was Boise State leading 35 – 0.

The sports reporter grabs the New Mexico State coach and asks “So how do you feel about the teams’ performance in the first half?”

Now, if I was the coach, I would have shoved the microphone up his nose.

My team is loosing and hasn’t been able to score at all for an entire half of a football game. How do you think I feel?

Isn’t there somewhere a reporter who can come up with a more intelligent question than that?

Where has all the news gone?

I remember being in high school and religiously having to go get new magazines every month. We had to read Cosmo, Glamour and Marie Claire. Which I suppose in the grand scheme of things is better than nothing, but still not exactly something that makes you use your brain too much.

I live to read now. But I like to read actual books. And the occasional magazine, but not the same ones anymore. And I tend to lean more towards reading my news rather than watching it on T.V.

I would like to know now that I'm trying to be more of an "adult" and be aware of what's going on around me, how am I supposed to do that?

I can't get past stories about the same 5 celebrities.

Does anyone remember that there's a whole wide world out there?