The Animal Within.

Good morning kids and neighbours and friends and lovers and haters. So Picture Perfect Day is over. Thank goodness. I feel a lot more relaxed now. We did excellently. Corporate liked me. But that doesn't surprise me. People like me usually when I want them too. I did a couple of excellent sales in front of them as well. They said our store was very clean and organized. Which was good. I was going to feel quite deflated if all the work we had put into it hadn't been noticed. So. The Faceless are playing in Toronto again November 13th. With Arsis. Kris told me last night. We were both like "yeah, I am definitely going." So I might go pick them up with him this coming weekend. It is being headlined by an OK black\doom metal band. Doom AKA boring. But since they are headlining, I will be smashed at that point. It is at The Opera House. So that is two good shows in November at The Opera House. I got a messsage left on my answering machine last night from Martin. So I looked at the call display to call him back. I assumed he was in town helping move Jon. When I called Morgan answered. Haha. Shocked me a little bit. I said "sorry I was calling for Martin" and hung up. So I assumed they were hanging out and usually I would bear with Morgan like I did at Summerfolk. But last night I really wasn't in the mood for her oozing stupidity. I had little patience. I had been a little stressed and under pressure the last while. So I couldn't handle it as well as usual. I hope Jon got moved in alright. I couldn't have helped him really. I was too busy. But I am sure he got help from someone somewhere. Like Jesus. I hear from tons of people how he just shows up and helps them for nothing. But from my experience he seems to only help those church goers. I personally thought he was supposed to love us all equally. Not just when we get down on two knees and proverbially suck his cock lovingly in church every Sunday and give a little tithe. But it Appears Jesus is a soul sucking money grubbing fucker just like anyone else can be. He must be created by people eh? Him and God. They wreak of humanity. Haha. "Force Fed Human Shit" is a great name for a song. It is what it is. No cut corners or beating around the bush. It sounds like the kind of song you should probably play when you are shoving faeces down someones throat. If anyone ever needs a soundtrack to that because you like your Friday nights a little spicey, let me know. I bet you mine would be amazing for it. I even have great German Metal for the German Sheiser. Necrophagist! Haha. I feel incredibly giddy this morning. I think I am incredibly satisfied with how the day went yesterday and I am happy it is over. But I am glad I performed well under pressure. I need to be able too to be Manager someday. It was a good test of what is to come. It let me be able to deal with corporate and know how to not be argumentative with them but still try to give them ideas but not directly let them know that you think some of the ways are running things are stupid. My Manager has been trying to teach me this manipulation that you have to learn as a store manager when talking to corporate. Today is going to be quite busy I think. Well last night was really busy. The grocery store that my Wine Rack is located on is having a buy one get one free sale on hundreds of items in the store. But the savings are better then that even. If you buy two you get two free. If you buy three you get three free etc. This is going on for two weeks. So if anyone has a Longo's near them, you should probably hit it up. It would be worth your while. I start training a new girl this coming week. The other two I was training are pretty much all trained. I think this morning is the last time I am training Donna then she is on her own. Heather is already on her own. Janice is the name of the new girl starting next week. Getting all staffed up for Thanksgiving and Christmas and such. This is our insane season coming up. Apperently Janice isn't the sharpest knife in the drawer so I am going to have to put more time into training her. Joy. I hate telling people the same shit six billion times. I am going to put a picture at the top of the post. This was what I looked like yesterday for corporate. Proffessional. But haha. I looked like a 30's gangster. Haha. It was pretty great. Anyways. I am going to wrap this up. I got to work and shit. I hope you all have a lovely day. Cheers!