Saturday, April 30, 2005

Getting to know Anna. Plus, Lee Scott talks from his ass.

Another saturday, but this time with conversations.

Anna works in electronics. I gave her a break tonight, and then got to talk with her and Jenny for a few minutes before I went back to the front. Anna likes Death Cab, Wilco and Pedro the Lion. I haven't met someone new with the same interest in music as me since maybe 2003. So this was exciting. Also, she is my age amd not old or cranky. So many things to rejoice about. So little motivation to type about them.

Additionally, before work I researched some awful facts abot Wal-Mart's health care. Maybe later I will put up some links, but probably not. Just do a search for Wal-Mart, health care and Georgia's Peachcare program to get you started. Lee Scott has said sme pretty absurd things about how Wal-Mart can't "compete" with state welfare programs and that perhaps some Wal-Mart associates would be better off turning to the state for care.

Oh such wonderful love we show to each other in Christian charity!

Friday, April 29, 2005

Study lounge

I had a phone message from someone in the Benefits Dept back at the Wal-Mart Home Office when I got home from work tonight. They mistook my general protest for personal concern over my own health coverage (I have coverage through my old job). I have to call her back Monday. Now to do research. Blech.

Wednesday, April 27, 2005


I totally love flirting with Tiffany. In other news, I wrote Lee Scott about our horrible health coverage.

Tuesday, April 26, 2005


Veronica seemed awful mad at me tonight. It scared the crap out of me. She scares the crap out of me.

Sunday, April 17, 2005


There are these two new cashiers, Lynn and Abby, who are young like me and remind me of college and not old ladies with kids and families and mortages. We shall rule the earth.

Saturday, April 16, 2005


Tonight Barb asked me if I was single because she said I'm a nice guy and her daughter is single. I find it so easy to win over older ladies, but women my age? No chance in hell.

Monday, April 11, 2005

Day-O who gives a fuck anymore.

I've had it with this job.