Saturday, August 25, 2012

X-Mas Is Here

At least the toys are.  Started unloading them this week.  Most are rather banal, but some make a stab at education:

That's pretty nice. Cool, educational.  We get a series of Smithsonian toys every year which cover a range of  educational subjects.  Better read the fine print:

Little Cletus mite be disappointed with his gift not having them Mars germs and all.

What an outrage.  I'm going to call my betters in Congress and have them do something about it.

Thursday, August 2, 2012

False Flag! It's A False Flag Operation!

I guess by this time everyone has seen the video of a jerk giving the window girl at Chick-fil-A a hard time.

It tastes good not because it's free, but because it's been filtered through Christian values.

This is so much of a farce, you wonder if it has to be part of a joke.  Regardless, it shows how the liberal left has become it's own worst enemy.

I admire how she handles him; she repeats the company line in a fairly calm manner.  Not me.  My defense mechanism in such a situation is to start an uninterrupted discourse of all the foolish  mistakes the company has made followed by a lecture of how I personally have been wronged... Wronged!  by the corporate suits. Works every time.  They sympathize with your plight and leave the store promising to do whatever it takes to get you a raise.

I have to be careful though.  Last week the big boss went to a meeting where the bigger boss announced that spies had been working the stores in the district photographing everyone at work  "..and why don't we dim the lights and look at the slides now?" My DM immediately looks for a window to throw himself out of when yours truly pops up on a slide, and is pointed out as an example of the company work ethos.  My secret?  Always have something in your hand, and perfect the retail version of Zoolander's "Magnum".  A focused look, but never questioning.  You are the master of the data, and it amuses you.  Slightly.  I've spent months walking around a store with a sheaf of green and white computer paper on a clipboard and absolutely no idea what to do with it.  Of course it all comes around, so I've walked into offices where the manager has been writing gibberish for years with no one finding out.