September 29, 1999

So is anyone deathly sick of those stupid Gap commercials. I mean whose idea was this...

"Hey, boss, how about we take a bunch of underfed wannabes who couldn't find a note if it was dangled in their sunken-in faces and have them slaughter everyone's favorite 80's songs?"

"Great idea, Sparky. Consider yourself promoted to mail room manager."

Sheesh!

So I heard from that friend again, the one I mentioned yesterday. I'm shedding the past. Screw whatever happened. I'm working on now.

Speaking of which, I think the testing that temp agencies put you through is utterly hilarious. I mean, I'm no idiot. I can find my way around a computer program without many issues. So they plunk me down and I take an Excel test and a Word test. Here, do a mail merge, etc. The funniest thing is that I can go through all the motions of doing a mail merge, however, I haven't the foggiest clue as to when I might need to do a mail merge, nor do I know how to set one up from scratch. In other words, my test score was artificially inflated by my ability to trouble-shoot a problem. Not that I'm complaining.

Allow me to rant on another topic. This morning I was listening to the radio. The DJs were discussing with their traffic girl and a female news anchor how degrading stripping is to women. I have a real issue with this comment. The very idea of women taking off their clothes in a club, lap dancing, and getting dollars stuffed into a g-string is just so perfect to me. I mean, it's the ultimate in taking advantage of pigs who are into such things. Here, let me shake my boobs and butt, take your money, buy a big house, and let you go home alone. If anything, the whole thing is degrading to men. It shows us all how they think with their "dumb stick." Don't get me wrong, not all men do, but those that do, well, they'll get theirs, or, rather, they don't. <chuckle>

Okay, rant over. :-) Send in those cards and letters!

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