:frowny face:

Well my "first day" at guitar center turned out to be a bust, I got there early, which I'm sure surprised them, or made a good impression, then found out that I could not work, because they forgot to have me fill out the background check form. This resulted in 30 seconds of filling out a form, 20 minutes of a building tour, then 45 min of unpaid training, ie working. In other news, I made myself a new strap for my bass, out of duct tape. Before you ask, yes it is sexy. Unfortunately I cannot get my pc cam working, so no picture will be posted until I get my grimy little hands back on the digital camera.

yay for jobs

Today I called Guitar Center and the conversation went like this:
:Ring:
Guy 1: Hi, Guitar Center Rockville, this is someone in drums, how may I help you?
Me: Hi, can I talk to Tim, please?
Guy 1: Tim?
Me: Yeah, Tim, the operations manager.
Guy 1: Oh ok, one moment.
:rock music:
Tim: this is Tim.
Me: Hi, Tim this is Alex Marsh
Tim: Can you come in sometime Monday to do new hire paperwork?
Me: What time is best?
Tim: How about between 1 and 3 so it gets to corporate by Monday night?
Me: Ok, see you at 1.
Tim: Ok, bring your social security card and driver's license.
Me: OK
Tim: Do you have both of those?
Me: Yup
Tim: Ok, see you on Monday
:click:

words

It's not friday yet, I have yet to complete any of the tasks around the house that I was supposed to do. I think I've been extra lazy this week. But I did, however, find out that my smurf name is Stanky Smurf. What's your smurf name?

Can't it be friday already?

So, I went to the previously mentioned job interview at guitar center and was told to call on Friday to see about getting on the schedule. I'm gonna be über-pissed, if I don't get the job, due to the half tank of gas I've used in attempting to get it. However, on a brighter note, I hung out with my Dad and Annie a lot this weekend and a good time was had by all. Saturday, we went to Beans and Bagels for breakfast and then went shooting. After that we went to home despot and bought stuff so he could fix the house, and I took back Brian's bass. Sunday after work I went to my Dad's for dinner and then we saw Sanford at Bushwaller's, all t'was much fun. Also I was on time to work both days this weekend (insert "holy shit" here), ensuring that when I leave CEC it's on my terms, mwahahahahaha.

We Be Doin' This!

I have an interview at Guitar Center tomorrow at 2:00 PM. I hope to god I don't sleep through it. However, if I do get the job, I think that makes me substantially better than you. I also think that I'm going back to school in June for some IT classes at FCC.

UPDATE!

This is Alex Marsh reporting for CNN, in world news tonight, the pope, is still dead. There also happens to be some sort of war or something in Iraq, we think, and maybe in Afghanistan, but fear not, for a new pope will be elected soon. ::insert more pope-y crap here::
Goodnight America.

I love how good our country is at ignoring our problems, like how unemployment rates are still going up (last I heard), that there are two wars happening right now, not just the one in Iraq, and don't get me started on the fucking deficit issues. But no, people, listen, unemployment, war, debt, none of that matters, why? AN OLD MAN DIED!

I think that sufficiently allowed me to ignore my own problems for a few minutes.

Jimmy Buffet - sellout extraordinare

My mom bought the bastard's new CD and it was playing in the car when we were going to airport this afternoon. My response to the horrible new music was, understandably, what the fuck is this? This abomination of a CD is obviously targeted towards the popularity of pop-country music; he "teams up" with the likes of Clint Black, Kenny Chesney, Alan Jackson, Toby Keith and Martina McBride. There is even a song which sounds amazingly like man of constant sorrow. I can't believe that the man who wrote margaritaville, and cheeseburgers in paradise has now become a sellout pop-country-small-business-suing tool. Fuck you, Jimmy Buffet.

EDIT-
If you're out of the loop on the suing thing, under threat of lawsuit he managed to get a local small business, who's owners were fans of the man, to change the name of their restaurant from Cheeseburgers in Paradise. They changed it to Beef 'n Buns in Paradise. What was the reason for this, you may ask? Why so he could open his own chain of restaurants named, Cheeseburgers In Paradise.