i almost got that. close, but no cigar. i came into work..started doing what we normally do when we open the place. that's when a manager called me over. i figured he was going to be like 'why weren't you here on fri/sat/sun.' even tho i had told everyone pretty much in the damned plaec i was going out of town. sure enough they were..then i got a "i even crossed you off the schedule. i thought you didn't work here anymore" so yay.

but fear not cause well i still obiviously have a job. i mean i'm still on the schedule for this week and whatnot. oh yea and um they apparently hired some 11 new people [all college students home from school] so i dunno how shifts are going to work since well..we cut'm pretty close. everyone works the shifts they have to to make ends meet and no one really does anymore shifts then they have to. so should be interesting when these new people get into "rotation"

today i managed to read an interesting article about well it's title is "You might be an Anarchst and Not Even Know it" but really it's not about anarchy and whatnot, or well that's not what I got out of it. What I did get out of it was this. The worst invention ever, is the clock.

Now this is something I've believe ever since talking with my friend Luke in Phoenix. Because it's true, without the clock our lives would be drastically different. I mean think about how many things [basically everything, even your dreams] are ruled by the clock. Society as a whole has gotten to the point where if things aren't done right this friggin instant people will get pissed beyond belief.

And also beacuse of the clock our beliefs on other things have become slowly warped. So if wishing that clocks and "time" as the idea stands now, never existed makes you an anarchist, count me in baby.

scud