happy fuckin halloween everybody................now some of you might be wondering why i'm in such a sour mood, well sourer than normal. I got back from my parents today to find that my brother had switched the rooms, which was ok, we were planning it anywaz, but he just jammed all my stuff in without thinking that to set up my bed i had to move it all out first. so it took me 2 1/2 hours to get my new room organized, but on top of that, my brother and his girlfriend decided to take in a stray cat, now this is just fuckin peachy. For starters, i don't like cats, and i have an alergy to cat hair, nothing massive but just enough to make my life miserable. And of course, the thing has decided that it likes me, so it won't leave me alone..........but that's always the way it is.......

adios fuckers

Credit dishevel

The adventures never end at the liquor store where I work. My job kind of requires that I sometimes do things that would inconvenience some customers, such as asking for ID and while this usually isn't a problem, some people get annoyed and people my age like to pretend that they can be smart and lip me off. What's that? You're lipping me off? This ID looks fake, I can't serve you. But then there are other times I have to ask for ID, such as when a credit card has no signature on the back (thus technically rendering it void and such). Anyways, most of the time this isn't too much of a problem and the person produces the ID right away, in fact some people even thank me for it because they've had credit cards stolen in the past. But this is not always the case, in fact this week I not only had my first encounter with someone that didn't appreciate it, but my second as well. But I will only go into detail about the first because it would have to be the funniest. For the purpose of this dialogue I will call him Guffo but I do know his real name and the pranks and such shall ensue shortly (thus the advantages of him yelling at me BEFORE I checked his ID causing me to have reason to remember his name and address) anyways on to the dialogue...

Matt: Hi there! How are you today?
Guffo: Okay...
Matt: *rings though the 3 bottles of Asti* That comes to $42.58. Visa? Okay.
*Visa is swiped through the machine and a few seconds pass before it clears*
Matt: Alright can you sign right here sir and I'll need to see some Identification for your signature. It seems that it may have come off the back of your card.
Guffo: Fuck! You know this almost never happens!
Matt: I'm sorry sir but it really is for your protection.
Guffo: Fine! *pulls out drivers license* There are you happy you stupid fucking moron?
Matt: I'm really sorry about the inconvenience but it really is in your best interest that I do this.
Guffo: I find it insulting that you would think that I'd steal a card you moron.
Matt: Well I'm sorry about that...Would you like your receit?
Guffo: No!
Matt: *tosses receit in the garbage*
Guffo: You know there are other alternatives to throwing it in the garbage you idiot.
Matt: Well sir I would think that since you said you didn't want the receit that it actually meant you didn't want the receit...
Guffo: Well if you would pay more fucking attention to your job and what people are saying you stupid moron, and not people's credit cards...
Matt: (cuts Guffo off) Actually sir, it is my job to pay attention to people's credit cards, as well as many other things that I must do around the store, such as asking people to leave when they can't seem to get the hint that they aren't wanted here anymore...
Guffo: you stupid fucking moron...
Matt: Goodbye sir and have a really great day!

now first things first, yes I actually am that polite when I work. It's after the customer leaves that I make fun of them. Secondly I need to point out that during that whole conversation it was VERY hard for me not to burst out laughing, I'm almost immune to people yelling at me and this guy was very bad at it...I mean he couldn't even change what he insulted me with, just the same 3 words in different orders. PATHETIC!
-Matt

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Faulty Sandwich

So what? Canada buys yet another faulty Submarine from the UK...what's this? the fourth one? and why? because they want submarines to play with but don't want to fork out the cash for new ones. I mean hey we could save a few bucks investing on something we don't need anyways, so what if they're barely floating pieces of crap right?

Don't believe me that they're useless? well want to know what they're intended to be used for? things like protecting our national sovreignty and patroling our coastline....and fisheries protection...i could honestly see that, some german boat goes into canadian waters to fish with a proper licence, then out of the sea swells up a massive submarine with a big maple leaf plastered on the side...the fishermen would wait, absolutly terrified then the hatch would open, out would come a man wearing a hat with ear flaps holding a hockey stick and he would say "Hey you hosers! get away from our fish eh!"

But i'm sorry it's just stupid how the military is handling this, we don't need them and it's even killing our own to get them. Is it even worth it? not in my opinion.
-Matt