Sunday, September 24, 2006

Hide and seek

Nope, never had this as my computer's startup sound.



And definitely nobody had to listen to it when I set up for lan parties. No sir!

And, as my friend Fictional Correspondant reminded me when he saw this, I also used to use this as my startup sound:



Tres frais, non?

On Friday, at about 1830, I got radioed from from the office advising me that my trainee was at the front door.

"I have a trainee?" I asked.

"You do." was the reply. Huh.

And so I did - and it was the old bugger than Cookie Monster and company have been mentioning to me over the past several weeks. Of course, they didn't

Trained new guy for site
Met Buffalo Kisser at Future Shoptell me that I was training ahead of time, but it worked out okay. Sort of.

I never actually asked his age, but he remembers having a blackout room during the second world war, so I'm guessing he's in his late sixties. He's not used to as much walking as my site requires either.

But he will be available a week sooner than I thought he would. That's a plus.

He also told me that the office was jiggering my schedule so he can work Sunday to Thursday, rather than the current Monday to Friday. That's a minus.

That's nice that he's spent the last five years on that particular schedule, but that skews my weekend lineup to the point where Valium Wailer won't be able to work there.

And in fact, that will effectively mean I can't get normal weekend workers again. No students, no part-timers, just people who want to work full time but can't get a regular site, so they're jammed in.

In other words, people worse than I tend to already get.

I'm not sure how this new guy is going to do, but starting in a week we're going to find out.

Today (Sunday), I found Buffalo Kisser working as a security tard at a Future Shop.

I'd gone there to see about getting some better listening apparatus for my mp3 player than the stupid earbuds that came with it (seriously, earbuds are a good idea that just couldn't be implemented properly) and there he was.

Since there was no way to physically just blow past him, we said hi and he kept me pinned there while he told me all about how he worked as a longshoreman. It was mostly as fascinating as you can guess (i.e. not at all), and he said that he did security to fill in the gaps in his weekly schedule. It's for a different company than he used to work for - this is one that seems to be primarily composed of immigrants from India. They get a strange mix of sites, and he bounces around.

He still smells funny - I think it's the ginger aftershave that I don't like. :P

In finding that He-Man clip, I really wish I'd had this at the time:



or, Gord help me, this:

1 Comments:

Blogger Fictional Correspondant said...

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9/26/2006 8:55 a.m.  

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