Work, social networking, and my boobs.
I’m absolutely thrilled that tomorrow is Friday. It’s been a long week. The customers have been insane. Poor Supertech had a loony on the phone today with her panties in a wad because she heard on the news that the FDA was talking about no longer importing from a certain drug company’s Indian plant, and being well aware that she had not given Supertech her name, demanded that we tell her if any of her drugs had come from that plant. We discovered that one of our customers had been getting 2 different strengths of Vicodin from 2 different doctors and filling them at 2 different pharmacies, so we got to rat him out to both doctors. Needless to say he’s fucked, since chances are very good that neither of these doctors will deal with him anymore. Right before I left I took a call from one of our regular losers who was wanting a refill on her Vicodin, telling me that the last time we filled it for her we gave her a lower strength than what she was supposed to get. Chances are exceptionally good that she’s full of shit, considering that her last fill was 2 weeks ago, and if it was a lower strength I’d bet my paycheck she’d be right there an hour later with those wrong pills.
I finally got Socialthing working properly, and so far I’m liking it. Since I rarely actually log into Facebook, I’ve now got an easy way of checking out people’s status on there. Without it I wouldn’t know that my stepsister wants her baby out NOW, and that my cousin has started grad school. Maybe next week sometime I’ll get the Facebook app for my phone and do more on there, since I do like it more than Myspace. I do wish that Socialthing would pull all my Plurk friends’ posts instead of just my own; I’ve got no reason to see my own Plurks, I see them when I’m on the Plurk site reading all my friends’ posts over there.
This weekend Eddie and I go on the hunt for a game store that will do preorders for the WoW expansion pack’s collector’s edition. We’re just that nerdy. I’m also trying to come up with a way to earn some extra spending cash, since I know that the deposit that we’re waiting for is not going to be enough to buy myself the new digital camera that I want and get the work done on my tattoo.
Have I mentioned the tattoo work? Probably not. Last Saturday Eddie and I went up to the shop near the house. After looking at the artists’ portfolios in there and seeing that they do have some experience with cover-ups and reworking existing tattoos, I asked the guy at the counter if he had any ideas one what he could do with my chest piece. I believe my exact words were “Is there any way you can FIX THIS?” as I pointed to my tits. Not that I actually needed to point to my chest at all, since it tends to garner enough attention without me gesturing at it in a LOOKATME manner. We talked over what I didn’t like about it and what he thought can be done to it to make it look better and to cover up the banners, which look like complete and utter shit just a year after getting them done. The nice dude with the dreads whipped out his digital camera, took a couple of pics of my chest and told me he’d come up with something.
Tags: camera, facebook, life, myspace, plurk, Socialthing, tattoo
September 19th, 2008 at 12:51 am
Ugh! I’m glad tomorrow is Friday too. Sounds like you’ve had a loooooong week! I can’t wait to see what the tattoo artist designs for you!
September 19th, 2008 at 8:14 am
I guess I don’t look at your chest enough. I never noticed anything wrong with your tat. You should take a pic and get out the red marker and point out everything you don’t like. :chatty:
I’m just kidding. I thought it looked great when I saw it.
September 19th, 2008 at 8:59 am
@perptu: It’s been long, but it hasn’t been all that bad. The losers keep things interesting for me and Supertech.
@Frankie: My biggest issue is the center rose, which doesn’t look anything like what was actually drawn out and on the stencil. The second issue is to get the banners covered up, since they’re pretty much illegible in more spots than not because the artist was a moron and used the wrong size needle. They’ll get redone on some other part of me where I can get them done in a proper size.