So, they’re closing the store tomorrow morning.

November 28, 2007

A few months ago, I was informed that the company HQ decided to gut a lot of its holdings in Omaha. Basically, every store that was East of 72nd street was going on the auction block. This included the store I am working at.

Oddly enough, I’m going to miss it. More on this later.


The man who would be Senator

November 27, 2007

So, tonight, as I’m wrapping up for the evening, a guy comes in. He’s dressed relatively nicely, but proceeds to sunder his credit there by acting like a doofus until the clerk who replaces me comes in. How so, you ask? For the holiday season, we are selling assorted santa hats. He proceeds to try on each hat, and say “HO HO HO!”. Imagine that done about 10 times, and you get the idea.

The night clerk, a delightful lady, comes in. Our doofus proceeds to remove a piece of paper from a manila folder he was carrying. This piece of paper was a notary acknowledging that he had filed to run for Legislative district 9, which all of you know is Gwen Howard’s district. My initial response was “Gwen Howard’s gonna steamroll you.” His response was the shshing gesture. The night clerk asked the basic question required of all politicians, “What qualifies you to run for office?”

The man who would be senator responded with gusto. According to him, he has two college degrees, and 793 credit hours. Not only that, he tested out of high school and went straight to college at 14 (he’s 22 now, for the record).

My encounter with Armand Young, and other extraneous material.

November 26, 2007

On Thursday, a random guy walked into the shop. He was carrying a bamboo pole with some flags on it. He also had a hiking pack on. He was stunned that I didn’t know who he was, because apparently he had been on Good Morning America, etc. Turned out that he was walking across America, and had walked into a bad neighborhood. Heh. Apparently, his goal is to go from Santa Monica Pier to Ground Zero.

Turns out the porn videos that John Doe bought were no good. That didn’t stop him from buying another grab bag of goodies for $5.

Fear and loathing in Omaha

November 24, 2007

The first time I was ever called faggot I was in Middle School. I didn’t know what the insult meant. I would soon find out what it meant and I grew quite accustomed to hearing it over the next couple of years from people who didn’t even know me. It was rather interesting as far as labels go. There was no evidence upon which to utilize such a label, but yet the label was “right”. A stopped clock is what comes to my mind.

One of the mannerisms which made me a fag was my voice. At the time my voice was beginning to change, but there was a very distinctive lisp. I eliminated that, by speaking like my teeth were permanently clenched.

Another way in which I ducked the issue was by simply avoiding those who would label me in such a manner. I spent a lot of time reading books. All that knowledge didn’t simply come hardwired. It was born out of every insult directed at me by every small-minded idiot who didn’t know better.

Time passed, as it is wont to do, and people simply forgot about all of that nonsense. Rather than being active on this issue of intolerance, I chose to stay firmly in the closet. More time passed, and I chose to start venturing out of the closet. I think what did it for me was the scandals regarding certain politicians. I saw the same public/private life dichotomy in myself and saw the damage it had done to these people and resolved to change it. I had done a very very good job of hiding it over the years. The weirdest part of this experience has been that I seem to have placed more importance on this than the people who I’ve outed myself to.

Pornography in the internet age

November 22, 2007

A couple of days ago at work, a customer and I had a conversation. It went something like this.

Jane Roe “So, I was at a friends house, and he beckoned me over to the computer to watch something. It was two girls and they were doing stuff to one another, then it cut to one of the girls dooking in a cup and then they ate it.”

Me: “Yeah, I saw that a couple of weeks ago at a poker game. I got paid 50 cents to watch it without laughing or turning away.”

Then, another of my regular customers chimed in with his opinion on the subject.

John Doe: “Not worth it man.”

He’s right, but he’s also a very poor judge of that, as you’ll find out in just a second.

A few weeks ago, some unsavory character came into the shop with a bag full of dvd’s. You can guess what was on them. Suffice it to say, he tried offering me some for sale. Suffice it to say that I wasn’t interested.

Cut to today. Same unsavory guy is now hawking VHS pr0n. John Doe apparently thought it would be a good idea to buy some of these tapes. He bought a “grab bag” from this guy for $10. Before buying them, he said to me, he wouldn’t buy them if he thought they were low quality. He brought the bag back in the store, and I proceeded to examine some of these titles.

I daresay, he was a bad judge of quality. Amongst the gems found were “Wanda Does Transylvania”, “Live from Bangkok”, “Massage Girls: Bangkok”, and a couple of others that I can’t remember. Suffice it to say, that was the most exciting part of my day.

A rationale for a national sales tax

November 20, 2007

I suppose there will be time for introductions after the fact, once I’ve started blogging more steadily.

An interesting rationale for consumption taxes (read, a national sales tax) that I really haven’t heard being tossed around is the ability to tax people who otherwise wouldn’t be making taxable contributions to the economy.

People such as drug dealers, or other sundry sorts of people who don’t report their income on a W-2 at tax time necessarily buy stuff in order to exist in the scheme of things. With a national sales tax such as the fair tax, the ability to get away with not paying taxes on income would be non-existant. One would necessarily be paying taxes on everything they purchase.

That said, I still think the national sales tax is a fairly bad idea. It basically penalizes everyone but the wealthy, because everyone basically has the same needs (transportation, shelter, food, clothing) that would be taxed the same rate under this proposal.

Feel free to mutterback at me about this or any other topic that crosses your mind.

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November 20, 2007

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