Well, I finally made it to the new mall, eh. So the first thing I noticed was carpet. Yep, part of the upstairs walking area was carpeted. Now, for those with regular feet, this is probably meaningless. But for weirdos like me, this added cushion was welcomed. I don't know if I would have chosen that color and/or pattern mind you, but the idea was good.
Anyway, I wasn't amazed by the new mall, but it was good. Or, it will be. Apparently about a fourth of it is still not done. That is, the space is built, but the store has not moved in. And this is where I got weirded out. You know how they put the wallboards up saying some crap like, "Opening Soon - yet another store where your kids will spend all of your money on stupid crap they don't even like" Or "the GAP" for short.
That's not my beef. What freaked me out is these particular wallboards had people painted on them. Now dammit, that's just weird. There you are, minding your own business, asking yourself typical questions - like how many stuffed animals from KB Toys it would take to soak up all the water in the water fountain - and all of a sudden you turn and BAM. A giant shiny pearly white smile of a laughing MILF-wannabe.
Dammit man, it's just not right. And the poses they put these people in. who are these people smiling at? And laughing at? That's the kicker - who the hell would paint fake people laughing - in a public place? So now I have to look over my shoulder all the time to make sure the 'flatones' aren't laughing.
While this did put a damper on my shopping experience, it could have been worse. Yep, time for another entry not Clay's Book of Jobs that Really Must Suck. Interstate Roadcrew Guy
So I'm on the way home from the Hinterlands, when in the outerloop of the beltline I see some big debris in the road. Yeah, who uses the word 'debris' anyway? It was a block of some wood used in construction if you must know. Which always begs the question - how does big debris ever get off the road?
And now I know. IRG. Some poor SOB IRG has to g get it out of the road. Ok, that's what he's paid for. Well, it's either not enough, or too much, I'll let you make the call. I was figuring he'd get a few guys, some cones, maybe some flares, and block off a lane, and then retrieve it. Nope.
No sir, our lovely IRGs here don't need no f-ing cones apparently. This guy simply waits for a break in the traffic - whatever you call a break on an overcrowded 2 lane stretch of 65mph interstate - and runs across both lanes to drag this debris (a giant a frame section of wood, probably bigger than me) out of the road.
Maybe he should get a safer job, like laying carpet in malls.
Here's hoping your job doesn't suck as bad as his,
Clay