What to do?

1. Trying to plan a vacation. There are way too many options out there. Los Angeles? Whistler? Carribean? Europe? Can I really afford any of them? Probably not... Which brings me to ....

2. Jobs. Do I stay or do I go? Financial compensation? Possibility of being recognized for my work vs. helping someone else get recognized for their work? Is there really a difference? Money worries vs. working for a bank? Working under a guy who wants me literally under him?

3. Men. Boys. Children. Walking penises. Whatever you choose to call them. Why do they go for the whole hard to get routine the one time it isnt meant to be a routine. I am hard to get because I am not interested, not because I am playing some game with you. Make sense?

Time to cheer up and clear the head, nothing like a good book to help with that. Thanks Robbie. I can't seem to put down the book I borrowed from you.

So I went back to the second cup. It apparently is under new ownership now. I believe the owners were working behind the counter when I went in. Both were quite unfriendly and neither seemed to know what they were doing. First went to get a bagel, was served by someone who had just sneezed into his gloves… and who wasn’t wearing a hat, then was cashed out by the new owner. He looked at my sandwich, not at me and told me very dryly how much I owed him. In my standard fare, I thanked him and got a grunt in return. Stressful day maybe? It didn’t seem particularly busy in the place.

I Let it slide and wandered over the Second Cup counter to use my $5 gift certificate. “What do you want” I was asked. I ordered my drink, a non-fat white mocha, no whipped cream. He repeated my order to me but simply as a white mocha. I reminded him about the skim milk, and no whipped cream, to which he turned around, and told the girl making my drink that he needed a white mocha. Again, I reminded him of my special request to which he finally told the girl making my drink that I was looking for something different. My $5 did not even cover the cost of my drink and the cookie I bought and had to pass over an additional $0.62.

I went over to watch the girl make my drink. Being a bit of a coffee person as that is where my work has taken me, I tend to be incredibly picky about my coffee and can immediately tell the difference between good and bad coffee. Also can tell the difference between someone who can make a good coffee and who can not. After watching the girl make a mess of the order before mine, my hopes were not very high. My milk came out burned, and the coffee wasn’t stirred. Needless to say, I will not be back in there. I still have my two treat a friend coupons, anyone want them? I like my friends more than that that I don’t know that I would really want to “treat” them to that experience.

Now the question is, do I continue being a shit disturber and write another angry letter? We will see what type of mood I am in by the end of the day. I still haven’t heard back from Nestle.

I am done with this RPS thing for now, If I practice too much than I am just going to think about it all too much and there will go my chances of getting anywhere with the tournament. Time for new rants. While trying to take an afternoon “break” today I went to have a Kit Kat. However after opening it I was a little shocked to discover that it was missing something. That something being the filling. The whole thing was just solid chocolate, no crispy wafer at all! I quickly overcame my disappointment at the realization of the opportunity to attack a large company’s quality control. Should this have made me happy? Probably not, but we will leave that for the psychiatrists of the world to figure out. So Mr. Nestle, my chocolate bar was missing something. What are you going to do about it?

About two months ago I wrote a three page letter to Second Cup head office in regards to a store by my house. What prompted me to write it? Was it the terrible service? The dirt inside and out? The garbage everywhere? The flies? Or was I just in a bad mood? It was probably a bit of a combination of all the above. Whatever the case, I wrote it two months ago and yesterday I got a reply. They sent me a letter, with an apology and a $5 gift certificate. $5? Why bother? We put a lot of trust into the establishments where we choose to eat. We count on them to be clean and up to certain standards. There is a certain level of trust which you will go in with blindly and not even realize the amount of trust that you put into something until that trust is broken. And what does it take to regain that? Is $5 supposed to reestablish a trust that was developed over a number of years? I am sorry, but I can not be bought that cheap. I feel even more insulted after receiving this letter and having them believe that $5 is going to make me a loyal customer again. I think a sincere apology with some follow-up would have been more important, I am not trying to get free stuff out of them, I just was getting sick of the eyesore at the end of the street. Please, don’t insult me. I can not be bought. Especially not for five dollars.

Now let’s wait to see what Nestle has to say.

I am so far the reigning champion among my friends of RPS, but still don't feel prepared for the big competition with only 2 weeks to go. I was throwing some good signals at a girl at a gas station, but unfortunately none of them looked much like rock, paper or scissors. I am apparantly supposed to be able to read the minds of people I have never met, looked at or talked to. Would be a good skill in order to not get my ass kicked at the gas station, would probably also help my RPS strategy. I am going to go talk to my local psycic, she might be a helpful trainer in this area.

Milk is gross. That's all.

Who has heard about the World RPS league? I hadnt until yesterday when I was coaxed into signing up for their annual tournament. Who knew that there were actually people who took Rock Paper Scissors so seriously?? So for the next two weeks I am in training, need to practice my intimidation skills and learn some important RPS strategy, like the Avalanche (RRR), Bureaucrat (PPP), Crescendo (PSR), Dénouement (RSP), Fistfull o’ Dollars (RPP), Paper Dolls (PSS), Scissor Sandwich (PSP), Toolbox (SSS). Wish me luck. I am off to see my personal RPS trainer.

http://www.worldrps.com/index.html