Don't swear at me

FLEABttn    1:00 AM

Don't swear at me in front of a manager because I carded you. You will be kicked out of the theater. Let's see, I got my R3's of Trigun today. I love the Koreans. Wonderful stuff. This boxset was less than 1/2 the price of it's R1 counterpart, with better video quality, and sexier packaging. How can you loose? HOW? That's right, you can't. I also got my limited edition disc 1 plus box for Onegai/Please Teacher. Unfortunately, the sountrack CD that it came with didn't have either of the two songs I wanted, and in general, was crappy. Tear. Oh well, I still love Onegai Teacher enough to buy the R1's. That show is too cool. TOO COOL! Which reminds me. You should see Onegai Twins. It's the pseudo-sequel to OT. Which reminds me. I have bought more anime. I picked up the official R3 DVD's to Gatekeepers 21, and the HK's of Vandread Second Stage and Inuyasha. You may wonder why I picked up the HK's of two of the afformentioned series when I already had them on DVD. Simply put, these were better. Perfect editions if you will, with both English and Japanese language tracks and R1 subs. And better video quality in the case of both of them.

Wednesday, July 23, 2003

28 Days Later...

FLEABttn    2:06 AM

This very well may be the best movie I've seen all year. The cinematography is amazing. So is the story. It's just all so fascinating. I couldn't help but feel captivated by this movie. Beautiful music too. Particularly one song too. An Ending, by Brian Eno. The song is 20 years old, and I can say that I feel as if I've been missing out because I just found out about it now. OK, I lied, I did see the movie Traffic when it came out a couple years ago (good movie, by the way), and this song happened to be in the credits. Simply put though, I don't remember it in the slightest. I do think the first time I can really recall hearing it was for a trailer for 28 Days Later. Did I mention this movie is awesome? MP3 of An Ending. Right click and save if you please. Hmm, looks like you're going to have to rename the file to .mp3. OK, so you don't have to, but you still might want to.

Monday, July 14, 2003

Story time kids

FLEABttn    7:31 PM

Gather 'round, Uncle Tyler's got a story to tell. This stupid bitch walks up to my window and asks for 3 tickets to 28 Days Later. I thought nothing of it, didn't even really think of her as a stupid bitch at the time, but then I saw her walk over to these three kids and give them the tickets! When situations like this happen, I like to say "Oh Crap!" So, I have this big ass line in front of my window, therefore time is of the essence in trying to stop these punk kids. I run over to my manager and tell him to go get them and prevent them from seeing the movie. He does, and because of it, the kids have to go home. They tried to play me in my own house and got schooled like BOOYAH!! Punk kids ain't got no game!

Sunday, July 13, 2003

Work sucks

FLEABttn    8:45 PM

Not particularly because I hate the work, or the people I work with (especially not this, people at work are awesome), but it's the customers I hate. Pie, do I hate the customers. So many of them are stupid. Here are a few of the main archetypes of people I have to deal with, and a few specific examples. The people who check movie times with inaccurate sources. Lady: Yes, I'd like two tickets to the 10:30 Alex and Emma. Me: Uh, we don't have Alex and Emma at 10:30. The next time we have it is 7:00 PM. Lady: Well, the paper said you had it at 10:30. Me: I'm sorry, the paper is often wrong. -What I think: Listen you stupid bitch. I told you there was no movie at that show time. What do you think you are accomplishing by telling me that the paper said otherwise? You think I'm going to tell my manager that? I did this once. You know what he said? "I know." You know why he said this? Because 1) he can't do anything about it. He's just the manager, and 2) he doesn't give a damn. He may even give less of a damn than I do because he's dealt with this far more than I. So take your FYI ass somewhere else. I know the goddamn paper is broken. Or, did you consider the fact that maybe the stupid bitch virus you have thriving in your brain has infected the thought process that checks to make sure that you're looking at today's paper? Sold Out Guy: I want three tickets to Terminator 3 at 5:30. Me: I'm sorry, that has sold out. Guy: What?! The sign doesn't say it's sold out! Me: Sorry, sometimes it's behind a few minutes and it doesn't show it immediately. -What I think: Mr. Anonymous Guy, do you mind if I call you Retard? Listen Retard, I am omniscient compared to that sign. It's nothing more than circuitry and LED's. How dare you even fucking question the little authority I have and give more fucking credit to the flashing lights than me. Notwithstanding, do you think that telling me that the sign didn't say the show was sold out changes the fact that the fucking show is sold out?. I may be omniscient, but I'm not fucking omnipotent. I can't make open seats appear. Prices Lady: I want a ticket to The Italian Job. Me: OK, that will be $7/$9.50. Lady: Shit that's expensive/You guys are expensive/That's too much/I just want to watch the movie, not buy it/You're killing me here!/Don't you have a bargain matinee? Me: Yes, I know/Yes, I know/I know/*stares*/Sorry/That isbargain matinee. -What I think: Thanks for telling me that our prices were too high. I had no idea that people didn't like them. I only hear this from EVERY OTHER FUCKING PERSON. Would you like me to turn water into wine or perform any other services that I can't fucking control while I get these prices fixed? Old Guy - OK, for this one you need a little background info. This old guy who reeked of cigarette (despite not smoking any) walked up to my window at 10:20 AM wanting tickets to Pirates of the Caribbean. Next show was at 10:30. You should be able to figure it out now. OG: I want to senior tickets and one regular for Pirates of the Caribbean. Me: OK, that'll be $19.50. *prints tickets* OK, theater such and so, enjoy your show. OG: *looks at tickets* I asked for the 1:30 show. Me: I'm sorry sir, you can exchange the tickets at the customer service desk. They'll be glad to help you there. OG: No, that'll take to long. You exchange them here and now. Me: I can't do that here. If you just take them to the customer service desk... OG: No, I won't go there! You give me my money back right now! Me: Sir, I can't do that. OG: Exchange the tickets! At this point I just got my manager who happened to be right there and got him to talk to the man. My manager asked me what happened, and I explained the story. He refunds the guy his money, and then the guy buys the tickets to his show. He walks away and my manager says "Asshole." -What I think: You stupid, stupid motherfucker. Had I made the mistake, I would have taken the tickets back and voided them there, but you made the mistake, therefore you are the person who needs to take them back! How do I know you made the mistake? You asked for the 1:30 show. There is no fucking 1:30 show! Had you asked that, I would have asked if the 1:40 was OK, because that was the closest show time! Not only that, but it took twice as long to get your tickets back this way than it would have if you had gone to the customer service desk. Finally, Greatest Generation my ass, you elitist bastard! What the hell are you doing yelling at someone 1/5th your age over a mistake you made? It takes a lot to get me worked up this much. I truly and honestly wish death upon you sir.

Tuesday, July 01, 2003

I don't think there's anything that angers me more than	FLEABttn    11:49 AM
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