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I Have No Idea Anymore..

Starting today I have two jobs, and I have no idea how this happened…

Right before I left my last job I applied for and was in the running for a a phone sales position. Two or three days after my second interview with that company I received a call from the place that I had my horrible summer job experience with last year and they wanted me back this year.

My first inclination was to shoot down the company that royally screwed my entire summer last year, but then they offered me more money. I’m really in need of money so I blindly sign up for orientation (Friday at 8). Today I had my final meeting with the phone sales people and they basically hand me the job due to my prior sales experience and then introduced me to the rest of the management.

As I’m shaking hands with the “Senior Second Shift Floor Manager” I realize that I must have inadvertently sold my soul to the devil because this kind of stuff never happens to me.

Of course it means more money, but I have absolutely no idea what effect it’ll have on my writing here, my writing in general (I want to try and squeeze 4 good essays out of this summer), or on this whole “being a person thing”. I personally have no clue what the future holds for me so stay tuned.

(Also I let you know when I quit one of my jobs out of frustration, so we can go out and have a drink. My buy…)

UPDATE (5/22/08 4:34pm)- Problem solved. I just received a call from the phone sales people and the training will interfere with the other job no matter what. One has to go…

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Dylan

Saturday (May 17) I finally got a chance to see one of my musical idols in concert, Bob Dylan. I didn’t want to forget a single second of this once lifetime experience so I took a ton of notes right up to the concert start. No notes taken during the concert though…I mean what kind of nerd do you take me for? (I you just to read my thoughts on the show, then just skip to the bottom)

Dylan Pre-Show
4:00pm -I throw on the appropriate concert attire and I head out to grab a sandwich to eat while I wait so I wouldn’t be so inclined to stuff my maw with horrible concert venue food.
4:15pm -I discover that the sandwich shop is closed on Saturdays (what is up with that?) , so I intend to make due with some mini muffins I bought at a gas station down the street,
4:55pm ish -I finally make it to the front of the venue and discover that 2 and a half hours early is not early enough for Bob Dylan. There are close to 200+ people in front of me…

At first glance I can pick out the standard concert going crowd: the music geeks, hipsters (so far I count 6 ironic t-shirts, 3 large pairs of sun glasses, 4 fedoras, and a handful of flannel), and a smattering of people who are there to enjoy themselves. This being the concert of a musician who gained popularity in the 60’s and 70’s you also get a mixing of old hippies, your standard reformed 60’s roustabouts, and the elusive yet invasive “yupster” with their children (OH from a yupster “My little Billy has taken an interest in folk music since he was 6 months old”).

Biding my time listening to an old hippy tell a gunner who is on leave from Iraq about why he’s not a bad person “just doing bad things”. Awkward to say the least…

5:55pm
-The official line is solidified when everyone rushed forward for some odd reason, and I realize that there are couple thousand people behind me. Feeling good about my line position I begin the countdown to door opening.
6:00pm to 6:30 -Spent my time talking to a housewife from New Hampshire, a brand new minister from Massachusetts, and a professor from two towns away.
6:34pm -The doors open and it is a mad rush through the gates. I give up my line position to purchase a souvenir program (because I’m a nerd). I find a perfect seat and I settle down for a good long night.

I don’t do the area in front of the stage. It’s full of hipsters and youngings who really can’t be enjoying the music because they’re standing for 2 hours, sweaty, and crammed up against other sweaty people. Of course it is great to be up close, but you won’t find me there unless I’ve gone crazy. But I digress.

Around 7:30pm – Music blares over the speakers, the lights go down, and the crowd goes crazy.

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Good Omen

Yesterday was the standard “Blood Donation Day”at the college today, and my general philosophy dictates that I must give until it hurts (because I’ve done a lot of bad things and I need the extra credit with the big guy). 

Anyways..Due to poor scheduling on the college’s part all blood letting had to happen in a big ol’ Red Cross bus behind the cafeteria. I sign in, finish off the standard “Could your blood kill someone?”questionaire, and grab a window seat.

Now, I have no problem whatsoever giving blood (once again…I’ve done bad things), I just have a problem with the whole “stabbing” aspect of it. It may surprise most of you, but I’m a huge pansy. I’ve given blood around 7 times in my life and I still wimper like a sick puppy every time.

While waiting for the ever important needle a song came over the radio that made me feel a lot better. I mean, it isn’t just any song that can turn me getting stabbed in the arm into a pleasent thing. It is a song I’ve been hearing on an almost consistant basis for the past 2 weeks: “Higher And Higher” by Jackie Wilson. I’m not saying it is was good song just that it was a good omen.

For those who are not in the know: “Higher and Higher” is the song  that is used to bring the Statue of Liberty to life in the movie Ghostbusters II. Ghostbusters II is a movie I’ve seen close to 25 times (as of this post) due to my writing class paper about about the series’ cultural impact. The fact that I have never heard the song on the radio before this point meant my day was going to be good one.

If you don’t believe me I’ve got fifty bucks that I won later that day that proves otherwise.

 

Thursday, Finally…

Summarizing last couple of days…

FRIDAY:

-I got my federal tax return that Monday and I was looking for something to spend it on. After the billionth time trying to fix my crappy laptop the inspiration hit me like a prize fighter: I need a halfway decent desktop… Since I get a pretty sizable discount at Radio Shack the most obvious choice was to buy the only desktop they were selling. Around 3:00 in the afternoon I purchased it for a solid $519 plus a $50 rebate that I have yet to redeem and I couldn’t be happier..

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(Everything is all shiny)

Of course it means “The Quest” was been delayed substantially by my grand cash-drop, but it hasn’t been called off by any means….

In the meantime I’ve made this thing my new God.

-Right before I purchased my new computer I went to go see the Best Picture winner “No Country for Old Men” in the theater (I know, it came out on DVD this week…). At the time of the Oscars I bet against “No Country” because I’ve had a 6 year record of seeing the “Best Picture” on the opening day and it missed my local theaters entirely. Although I lost 10 bucks to it I thought it was an unbelievably good movie.

MONDAY:

-Some old fellow rekindled my hatred of the geriatric by calling into my work, complaining for 20 minutes, and letting loose a series of racial slurs all because his security cameras didn’t work the way he wanted them to. He didn’t want me to do anything about them, he just wanted to let me know.

-Discovered I had to work late for the next two days, and any good posting from me would impossible.

TUESDAY:

-Would normally be around the time I’d post my “Free Write“…I’ll do that later.

THURSDAY:

-After long internal debate I finally dropped my Statistics class, due simply to the fact I sucked at it. I’m not good with math of any kind, and just holding out to the last possible moment would be just wasting mine and the Prof.’s time. My mind isn’t as “problem solvey” as most but I am good at memorizing useless information (think less Einstein and more Slingblade). I’ll take it next semester.

THE FUTURE:

-Spring Break is next week. I hope it’s not going to turn out like last year

-Speaking of last year, March 17th is Vintage Caveman’s One Year Blogiversery. We (I) would like the Get Smart Box Set.

(10:46 I’m a solid hour and fourteen minutes within my own set deadline.)

Flix-Net

My new side blog “Film and the Caveman” is finally up and running. This new site is my second attempt at blogging about something that I hold most dear: film and all things film-like.

I hope to share my love of the silver screen with you, and I hope we can learn things together other than how much Resident Evil 3 sucked.

As soon as things get settled down on my end if you want to offer up a review or a commentary on Hollywood and the “industry” I always need people to write stuff when I don’t want to. At least thats what I think “Guest Blogger” means…

Update on “The quest for the laptop“: I kinda needed money for lunch today so I pulled about 10 bucks out of what I had saved so far. I get paid tomorrow so it all works out.

The quest for the laptop

As some of you may already know I’m a film student trying to work through my first year of college. I’ve been pretty happy with the computer system I’ve used so far, but with every start up and download I can’t help but get more and more pissed off with it’s composition of pure suck.

My Dell Inspiron 1100 was created by the devil in the pits of hell to punish me for something bad I’ve done in a past life. It’s low on ram, it only has 20 gigabytes of hard drive space, it has no spell check or Word program to speak of, and it heats up worse than a frying pan. For God sakes, it shuts down when the temperature in the room goes above 30 degrees.

Now that I’ve got a some-what steady job that pays horribly I can use the small percentage I’m not putting towards college to jump start the fund raising on the new laptop. Through out the up coming months I’m going to post different fund raising techniques (selling my stuff, jar of pennies, etc.. )  I’m going to try to raise to estimated $1900 in hardware and software.

Apple’s Macbook seems to be about the best laptop for what I want to do. Although this would my first venture into Apple territory but I find that Mac is one of the most graphically charged PCs out there today. I’m also going to get FinalCut Express 4 (one of the best editing software’s out there), Office for Mac (anything but MSWord will drive me fucking nutty), and a wireless mouse.

To track my progress look no farther then my side bar, and don’t worry I won’t ask you for money (yet).

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  • 2.2GHz Intel Core 2 Duo
  • 2GB memory
  • 250GB hard drive
  • Double-layer SuperDrive

Caveman’s Christmas Shopping Guide

As some of you may know I’ve been working at Radio Shack for a little more than month and a half. I like my job alright, but it’s been pretty hellish.

Because it’s Christmas time I’ve been working all kinds of crazy hours which have been wearing me down a bit, but thats not even the worse part. The closer we get to the big 25th, the more rude, crude, and selfish customers get.

I know the holidays are hectic and stressful for everyone but interrupting me when I’m with another customer, yelling at me because we’re sold out of something, or just being overall bitchy and uncooperative pisses me off to no end.

To make any future holiday shopping easier I made a small list of tips and suggestions.

  1. If you know exactly what you want to purchase do a little research ahead of time. Check the store’s web site and call ahead. You’ll have a exact idea of what’s in stock, and you won’t have to come all the way down for nothing.
  2. Be patient! No matter how tired and upset you are, there have been 10 more people just like you in earlier.
  3. Buying  the extra warranty  is usually a rip-off, except if it’s on an I pod or Laptop. Both of them come into my store regularly in need of repair.
  4. If a sales person offers an extra accessory or warranty that you don’t want/need please don’t get upset. The sales person makes a lot less than you, and most commissions nowadays are based of those “bonus items”.
  5. No Checks please. I can’t stress this enough.
  6. Finally, If you see someone in front of a store handing out fliers please take one. They won’t let that person back inside until they’ve gotten rid of all of them (personal experience).