What the Hell is that Smell

Strange Yes, New Yes, exciting... Sometimes. As with any place, a lot of your time is boring crap. But I do have some stories. Today on the bus I was on my way home from work and as I sat down I got a waft of human Your-ine. D'oh. So I check my seat as I am sitting down just to be sure. Clean. Yeah! Yet as I am sitting on the bus, every time someone walks by me, I am delighted with that smell as they pull the stench along in their wake. Anyway to make a long stoy short, the very old man in front of me got up a few stops down the line and in the seat was the glisten of moisture. His pants... a dark area around his crotch. Bummer...

Next.. My Jo Job is what? Its Jacob damnit! No actually I started woking through a temp agency. Woking, working its all the same. Anyway I got a job basically the day I went in to the temp agency. Oh and get this, I had to complete a five minute typing test... Even with my bastard typing style I was able to get a 38 wpm rate and only a few minor typos. Go figure. Anyway I got a temp job at a help desk. Doing.... Support for point of sale terminals at gas stations. I work for Phillips 66 Petroleum. How hot is that. A fucking oil company. Every day I have to roll around in a drum of texas tea and then shoot an arab. On the fun side I can see any credit card transaction going through some huge number of gas stations and convienent stores around the US. They support Phil Lips 66, Circle KKK, Eunuch Cal 76, and a number of other franchise companies. I have been watching you hoodlums! I got yo numbers... Gonna buy me 10 straight hours of hard core grindage L.D.s in the tenderloin district with them numbers. Or something.

It's cold here!

Asian food markets still scare me. Particularly since nothing is labeled. If you do not know what it is, then you shouldnt be touching it. More later!

Fucking Colorado! Bastard Peter Foreskin! Grrrrrrr!