sometimes you start to write and something happens. just now, literally, a broker came up to me. she's been showing a unit for some time and i guess finally rented the place. she told me the people's names and i asked if we had the paperwork. she told me she didn't know. this is a problem. if we don't have the paperwork, technically we can't let the people in. here's the convo that took place:
her: well, they called me to tell me everything was ok.
me: ok. but did they tell you if they sent the paperwork?
her: i don't know if they sent it.
me: well, we need to have it before i can let them in.
her: i am a broker, do you think i would lie to you?
me: absolutely, i know a broker would lie.
her: but, but...
me: brokers lie to me all day every day.
her: well, they should lose their license.
me: where do i send the list to get that done?
it went on for a bit and she pretended to be insulted that i would think so lowly of her profession, finally she told me she didn't care if the people could get in. i told her i didn't care either, but she'd have to care when i tell the people they can't get in because she didn't take care of what she needed to and make sure the paperwork was here. it is, after all, the job of the broker to make these things easier for his/her clients.
moral of the story, don't become a broker. odds are it will mean people won't like you.
i guess this will be the girls suck column. there's this chick i know. awesome girl, relatively attractive. really enjoy hanging with her. unlike the cocsis, i'd definitely like to bang her. whereas christine helps prove guys and girls can be friends without wanting to fuck, this girl does not. problem is, i fucked up and i'm fairly certain it was because i'm too nice to her.
when i met her she was with a guy. he was nice enough, but a controlling douche bag. she'd come to me and because i didn't really have anything better to do, i'd be nice to her. then she left that guy and moved on to a bigger douche. a guy who basically treated her like shit even while she was with him. again, she came to me, i was nice. always worked out, she got a nice guy when she'd usually go home to an ass and i'd get either false girlfriend balls if i wasn't seeing someone or an ego trip that another chick was into me.
sadly now that she's pretty much available, i still have no chance. nice guy gets no play and when i switch off to being an asshole, i get absolutely nothing. my guess is because i spent so long being nice that when my asshole side comes out it's unwelcome. this sucks because i'm a damn good asshole.
i don't think we hit the friends zone. nor do i think she just doesn't like me like that. i s'pose either could be true, but i'd bet money against. sadly i'm certain the key to success is to just lay off and let the intrigue build back up. but damn, i actually do like hanging with her.
why is it that chicks dig assholes? is it because they really think they can change em? and why is it that anytime i ask a chick why chicks dig assholes they tell me "we don't" until i name off a list of assholes they've dated and then they don't have an answer?
boo girls! (if only they weren't so pretty and smell so good...)
ya know the world economy is starting to suck when the guys with tons of oil money are starting to get cheap. one of the guys here used to drop a c-note almost anytime he saw you, just for being there. during his yearly trip you'd be likely to pick up between $200 and $500, these days you're lucky to get a $50 if you're on duty when he leaves. granted, $50 is still free lunch for nearly a week, but damn do i miss being able to take long weekend thanks to him.
so i had jury duty this week, wasn't as bad as i thought it'd be as it only lasted two days. was tuesday and wednesday, followed by my days off of thursday and friday. i went to the mets games on thursday and picked up a bit of a burn that's slowly turning to a tan. people are asking me where i was and don't seem to believe me when i say "jury duty." in all honesty, i wouldn't either, but damn it i was there!
only got called to one panel. it was a murder case. since i'm going to san diego on thursday, it was in my best interest to not be on the jury for a murder case. i thought about how best to get knocked off. the defendant was a black guy, but i figured playing the racist card was cliche. i decided to make it look like i really liked one lawyer or the other.
the assistant district attorney, it turns out, was a mets fan. and the defense attorney sorta sucked. in all honesty i feel bad for the defendant, i mean, i have no clue if he did it but i'm pretty sure he will be convicted because his lawyer did not seem very good. so bad i'm willing to bet his entire defense is based upon him claiming the police forced him to confess and that he will have several people who are convicted criminals to back him up. i learned this by listening to the questions he was asking the perspective panel (of which i was a member). in the end he made my plan to make it look like i liked one guy better than the other incredibly simple and i was in fact kicked off.
at one point we were asked to leave the court room so there could be some legal wrangling. since i was on the panel we got shuffled off to a room together while everyone else who was hoping to not be on the panel was sent outside. i'm not one to mind silence, in fact, i believe the key to a good friendship is the ability to sit in the same room and be completely comfortable not talking. totally different when it's a stranger. its brutally uncomfortable to be stuck in a room with 16 people and be told you can't talk about the only thing you have in common. good thing i enjoy being uncomfortable.
oooh, before i go. happy birfday to my fake internet wifey. ripple from amygrindhouse.com has been doing her thing for a year now. she's all growed up! she is of course the only coc approved gossipy/celeb/pop culture blog in the world, so check her out if you need your fix on that sort of stuff.
i'm getting screwed tonight and will be working a double, so there's a chance you'll get some extra ramblings from me that will go up tomorrow or monday. if not, i'll be in sd next week so i likely won't be around until next monday. you'll see my scared of flying hope i don't die post up while i'm gone. cheers.
ot really sucks
sure the extra cash is nice
i'd rather go home
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