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Selling Again

I survived my first week!!! The days were spent in training, learning the ropes. I got a lot of information dumped on me but I think I am processing all of it okay. Monday is my first cold calling day and then we do more training to reduce the bumps that I ran into on Monday. I think everything is going to be fine. I feel good about it.

Has anyone watched the TV show, The Mentalist? Simon Baker reminds me so much of a young Geraint Wyn Davies! If I was a big time producer I would cast Simon as Nicholas (Knight) de Brabant in a REMAKE of Forever Knight. Ever since I had this idea I’ve been trying to decide who else to cast. Unfortunately I am not coming up with anything realistic since last night I watched an old movie and had the thought, “Vincent Price would be perfect as LaCroix… too bad he’s dead.”

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Speaking of that old movie, holy cow it was creepy! It’s called The Long Night. Henry Fonda kills Vincent Price and barricades himself in his little apartment and the flashbacks he has comprise the rest of the movie. Fonda loves Barbara Bel Geddes but she’s under the spell of a MAGICIAN portrayed by (who else?) Vincent Price. Vincent’s hair is died gray but it’s clear he’s really a young man. Yeah, that was Hollywood magic back then folks. He keeps trying to seduce Barbara but then out of nowhere tells Fonda that he’s actually her father. It turns out it’s a lie and Fonda eventually just kills him because Vincent is a huge douche bag. Yes, I loved it but it was really just very silly. I mean, is it no wonder Barbara was drawn to Vincent? Her boyfriend, Fonda, was clearly a loose cannon.

I feel lucky that when I think of a magician, I am aware they were once tuxedoed men wearing capes and pulling rabbits out of top hats and not just long-haired dancers with wind machines.

Speaking of douche bags, this is only the second time in my entire life I have used that term for a person. The first time occurred just a few weeks ago when I was watching Celebrity Apprentice. Donald Trump’s son appeared on the screen and in a total reflexive action I said, “That guy looks like a total douche bag!” I felt horrible saying it but I do feel it is the perfect adjective to describe him. There are a few reasons why I have never used that word prior to seeing Donny Trump. I had a girlfriend named Usha and all the boys in 4th grade used to call her Usha the Douche Bag. I could tell it hurt her and so I pretty much vowed never to call anyone that name. Plus Usha got a restraining order on those boys and I realized that douche bag was a much stronger term than jerk or idiot especially if you could get a restraining order because of it. Perhaps Donny Trump isn’t a douche bag but he really looks like one.

Gee Whiz!

I had a great first day of work! Glen Beck II has my first 3 weeks chock full of training all scheduled. This is a huge change from what I experienced at my old place. There is was either sink or swim. I am guessing because this company found me through a recruiter and paid some serious moolah, they are going to make sure I succeed. All good!

And now we move on to day two!

Tomorrow

I am going back to work tomorrow. It’s a strange feeling, knowing I will actually have something productive to do during the day. And I am nervous. I’ve gotten really comfortable having 24 hours a day to piss away. Now that time is shortened to non-working hours. How will I ever read all my rss feeds!?! And am I even capable of learning new things? My brain is chock full of so much useless stuff how will I ever be able to make room for the new info I will need for this job? I can’t believe it’s time to go back to work again.

I kinda feel like this:

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I dreamt I met James Garner and told him how much I loved the Polaroid commercials he did in the 70’s. Sometimes I wonder where my brain comes up with such crap?

Yesterday I set my alarm for 7am. At 7am I woke up, looked around and decided it was too dark to get up. I reset it for 7:30 and found myself waking up at 9am. I was disgusted with myself but determined to wake up earlier today. I set my alarm for 7:30 but when I opened my eyes the next morning and peeked at my alarm clock, it read 8:30. Again I was disgusted with myself but I do intend to wake up early tomorrow. Right now it seems I am waking earlier in 1/2 hour increments– I may be perfectly fine come Monday.

Last night I went to Latin Impact class. The instructor told us that tonight we would be celebrating Carnival. She then she handed out beads and feathered masks for everyone to wear! Oh my gosh it was so much fun! Eventually everyone removed their masks because it was just too difficult to wear while doing the PUNTA! Especially with all the sweat dripping down our faces. I will admit that I am finding it easier and easier. Sure, hip shaking is not in my culture but I am working hard at it and I am sure I will get it soon enough.

Pookie and I are going to take a little trip– a last hurrah before I must get back to working. I am excited. It seems like I’ve been stuck here in the donnavilla for months… wait, I have been here for months. Yeah, I really gotta get the heck out of Dodge.

Cell Phone Plan Chaos

It’s time to start shopping for a new cell phone company/plan.

Verizon
1 line: 89.99 – 900 minutes, unlimited Internet = 89.99
2 lines: 119.99 – 700 minutes, unlimited Internet = 119.99

ATT – w/ ROLLOVER
1 line: $59.99 – 900 minutes + 30.00 for unlimited Internet = 89.99
2 lines: $69.99 – 700 minutes + 9.99 for extra line + 30 for unlimited Internet = 109.98

SPRINT
1 line: $89.99 – 900 minutes, unlimited Internet – 89.99
2 lines: $129.99 – 1500 minutes, unlimited Internet – 129.99

I think I will wait until I start working the job before I commit to anything. Although I do want to have my ducks in a row ahead of time. Next item to tackle: iPhone Vs Blackberry

6 days

Went to the Philly Boat Show this weekend. Saw boats that cost more than my house. The prices struck me as overly high but then I realized $250,000.00 isn’t that much money anymore, especially when the government is just giving away trillions of dollars. On a different note, I saw Twiggy, the water skiing squirrel!

I got a week left of no work, no stress, and I plan on making the most of it. I must admit that deep down I am a little scared. But I also feel very very lucky. As soon as I start working again it’s going to feel like I never stopped working. The 3 months of unemployment will seem like a long weekend. And of course the unknown is scary but I’ve experienced this type of thing before…so is it really unknown? Gosh, I remember 3 years ago walking into the HQs of my last place of employment… Oh my gosh that was frightening! It was a rat’s nest! I honestly considered running out! Yet it turned out to be perfectly fine. Heck, better than just fine, it worked out really well for me. And I am sure this new place will be the same.

Dress Blues

Last night I went to Marshall’s. Knowing I will be employed shortly gave me the okay to go and buy a new dress. Looking through the dress rack, I found this gorgeous little number:
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Doesn’t it look like something Emma Peel or Paula Prentiss might have worn? I tried it on and it fit PERFECTLY, except there were two smudges right near the left breast and it looked like someone had tried to wash them away because that area was rubbed and pilled slightly. Although it wasn’t obvious, I couldn’t buy it. But now I am regretting it. Maybe it wasn’t so bad! And think of all the places I can wear it! Like when I vacuum or watch TV. Besides, it’s a miniskirt/dress and I only have a limited amount of time left in which I can wear miniskirts and I should wear them now while I can. Why? On the TV show, What Not to Wear, there is a sign in the beginning that reads: “No miniskirts after 35.” I am a law abiding citizen as well as a fashion law abiding citizen and if Clinton and Stacey say no more miniskirts… that means no more miniskirts.

The Dork is Sick

B.Davis tipped me that Peter Tork (is a Dork) has cancer. This morning my father sent me an article with more information:

1960’s POP STAR FORMER MONKEE PETER TORK ANNOUNCES HE HAS CANCER
Peter Tork, former member of the hugely popular 60’s pop group The Monkees and current bandleader of blues-rock band Shoe Suede Blues announced Tuesday that he has recently been diagnosed with a rare form of cancer, Adenoid Cystic Carcinoma. This uncommon and generally slow-growing form of head and neck cancer is most frequently found in the salivary glands but in his case was discovered on the lower region of the tongue.

“It’s a bad news, good news situation,” explains Tork, “It’s so rare a combination(on the tongue) that there isn’t a lot of experience among the medical community about this particular combination. On the other hand, the type of cancer it is, never mind the location, is somewhat well known, and the prognosis, I’m told, is good.”

Tork, 67, will undergo extensive surgery Weds. March 4th in New York and doctors will follow with a round of radiation treatment. Preliminary findings from a biopsy show that the cancer has not spread beyond the initial site.

I am still angry with Peter Tork (is a Dork). I know he has Googled his name and found the Donnaville entry that reported his extreme rudeness to me. Has he ever apologized? NO! And so I will continue to always put is a Dork next to his name. I hope that this bout with cancer may make him realize that his time on earth is temporary and he should be nice to people– especially nice to people WHO BOUGHT HIS STUPID SOLO CD FOR THE RIDICULOUS SUM OF 15.00 (PLUS THE PRICE OF ADMISSION TO THE CONCERT + DINNER + DRINKS) JUST SO SHE COULD SPEND A COUPLE OF SECONDS WITH HIM AND HAVE HIM SIGN THE CD COVER AND FULFILL HER CHILDHOOD DREAM OF MEETING PETER TORK (is a dork) BUT INSTEAD HE YELLED AT HER FOR NO APPARENT REASON MAKING HER FEEL REALLY SILLY IN FRONT OF A LOT OF PEOPLE AND HE EVEN MADE HER LITTLE SISTER CRY BECAUSE HE WAS HER SISTER’S FAVORITE MONKEE AND SHE TOO WANTED AT THE VERY LEAST 5 SECONDS OF HIS TIME TO SHAKE HIS HAND BUT SHE GOT SCARED BECAUSE HE WAS SO MEAN AND TOGETHER WE RAN AWAY AND DECIDED THAT PETER TORK IS A DORK AND WE WOULD NEVER GO TO ANOTHER CONCERT OF HIS (we usually went whenever he came to town) OR BUY ANY PETER TORK (is a dork) PARAPHERNALIA.

With that said, I do hope he makes a full recovery. I never wished him to get sick; I want him to get well. Obviously I still have feelings for him, otherwise I wouldn’t continue to be so very angry with him.

Here is a private message between me and Peter Tork (is a dork). Peter, just highlight the text below with your cursor, highlighting will reveal the hidden message:

I hope you get well, dork.

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Variety dream

I had a fantastic dream last night! I dreamt I was watching a 1970’s variety show starring: MICKY DOLENZ, DAVY JONES, and MIKE NESMITH! (Notice how Peter Tork (is a dork) was absent!) Their special guest stars were DONNY & MARIE OSMOND AND JOHN DENVER!!!!!!! And the greatest part of it, I mean in addition to their kooky purple feathered outfits, was that all the songs and skits included a silly nod to Peter Tork (is a dork) being a dork! I was so sad to wake up!

PET PEEVE #4,257

I love getting emails. I love joke emails (even though I think I’ve read every single one of them twice). I love when people forward me silly videos BUT I HATE WHEN THEY ATTACH THE VIDEO TO THE EMAIL. Can’t you just find it on YouTube and send me a link? See, I got Vista which means my computer is slower than a tortoise, it’s slower than my old Commodore 64. If I try to open a video attachment, that’s all my computer will be able to do for a good 5 minutes. Talk about painful. And if the video sucks… it makes the pain I already feel so much greater. But if people would attach a YouTube link– it doesn’t kill my computer and it’s not eating at the space Gmail provides. I get a quick chuckle and I can move on.

Please– stop sending video attachments– run a quick search on YouTube and send the link that way!

This post doesn’t pertain to my parents… you guy do what makes you happy.