On The Job

It's been a week since I started work at Wawa. They are showing me alot of stuff. Nothing really all that difficult so far, but the first week is just showing me the basics I guess, like working the register, making sandwichs all that kind of stuff. Mmmm the other day I made this banging chicken parm sandwich. Provolone cheese, bacon, a huge piece of chicken...sooo good.

The people who work there all seem pretty cool. Very nice and always willings to help. But I think the thing I like the most is meeting all the different kinds of people. The customers love to talk to you, and you see most of them everyday. I was really pleasantly surprised. I even spent my Thanksgiving after work with one of the homeless guys who comes in everyday. Really cool dude named Matt.

All in all I like it so far, it's sorta like what I did when I worked at CVS, cept I'm gettin paid alot more. I think I'm gonna chill here for a little and see where it takes me. Until next time

Song of the Post: Streets On Fire - Lupe Fiasco

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Credits:
Me
Wawa

Bye Bye Unemployment Club

It's freezing outside...actually it's freezing inside. I don't like the cold. Prevents me from doing most things I like doing. For instance I can no longer practice my "Eagle Claw" on the beach and pretend I'm Daniel Larusso...or I can no longer practice my yoga in the park...or I can no longer play freedom with all my friends from the neighborhood.

Alright that's enough. I was kidding about all that stuff. Well not the "Eagle Claw," you can ask my friends about that. But the cold does suck a blow pop. Any day under 44 degrees and I'll be playing Madden drinking a Bud somewhere.

So today is my last day of freedom. My official resignation as a member of the Unemployment Club goes into effect tomorrow morning at 8:30 am when I walk through the doors of a Wawa, not as a customer, but as a Customer Service Manager. Starting tomorrow I will begin an absolutely rigorous 6 week training program where I will eat, sleep, and breath "Wawa Happy" until I'm all Wawizzled out. Actually probably more or less just the eat part.

Nah it shouldn't be too difficult. I'll manage (get it? I'll "manage" haha). Sorry I just woke up.

I'm going to miss the unemployment club. Summer unemployment was the best. The weather is nice, we could wake up and do whatever we wanted. Occassionally we would go for a jog, or play some basketball. There was the one day I dressed up in complete catchers attire just so Joe could pitch to me in his backyard. We'd put together furniture, went swimming, drank beers. But the best was when we would develop plans to make some income. One idea was to turn Joe's house into a Sonic, or be movie extras...the sperm bank was brought up kind of often.

When winter unemployment hit things kind of slowed down. No more sun, pool, or basketball. No more shorts and babes in bikinis. But alot more movies and TV. Recently we started watching the Nip/Tuck series. We're only about 8 episodes into season one, but it's already getting crazy. Wonder how often I'll get to watch it now...

So how am I spending my last day? In celebration. Not for me though...no I don't view leaving the club as a time to celebrate, it's actually probably the opposite...but I got places to go. Today is a celebration for Mike. He turns 22 today. Nothing says Happy Birthday better than a Pizza Party! Happy Birthday Mike!

Song of the post: Town That You Live In - Sherwood

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Credits:
Wawa
Unemployment Club
Mike
Pizza

Awesome

I just wanted to post this real quick. Somebody showed me this video like 3 years ago. I still think it's one of the coolest things I've ever seen.



Song of the post: Map of the Problematique - Muse

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Russian Climbing Ninjas
YouTube

The Morning of the 16th

It's sort of late but I'm not real tired, so I'm going to kill some time on here and write about my morning of November 16th, 2008. Maybe I'll try to write it in like a short story format.

There was a knock at the door. Ignoring it I rolled over and covered my head with a pillow. Then Shauna came into the living room from the kitchen.
"Morning Dubb."
I grumbled something in return, but mostly just wanted to be left alone.
"Hey you!" I heard Shauna say as she opened the front door to the apartment. A cool breeze rushed over me so I pulled the blanket tighter around my body.
"How are you?"
Shauna's voice got a little more faint as she stepped outside for a second. I blinked my eyes a few times to gather myself. Must be time to get up. Reaching for my phone, the clock read 12:13 pm...definately time to get up.
Paul and I had been up late the previous night just hangin' out playing video games and watching Mario Lopez on "Extra" talk about Madonna and A Rod. And by late I mean close to 5 am, so I guess sleeping till noon isn't all that bad. Whatever. Shauna walked back in.
"This is my friend Dubb, him and Paul were up late drinkin last night so he slept over." At this point I'm sitting up on the couch that was doubling as my bed..."And Dubb, this is Kim."
"Hi Kim!" I muttered trying to sound as enthusiastic as possible.
"Hey Doug, nice to meet you."
I didn't even bother to correct her, everyone does it. Plus I hadn't put my contacts in yet so I really had no idea what she looked like...although, through the blurryness I'm pretty sure I could make out some adidas sweatpants. So I figured if I couldn't even see her, does it really matter what she calls me? Maybe I'll meet her under better circumstances down the line sometime.
Anyway, from what I gathered using my other four senses, Kim was bringing in a new microwave and microwave table for the crib. I wish I could have been more help, but before I knew it Kim had everything in the door and the only thing I could do was move Sir Hawthorne, Paul and Shauna's fake pet dog, out of the way. Didn't need my eyes to do that, knew where he was from memory.
Ten minutes later, after putting out the morning fire and poppin in a fresh pair of contacts, I was ready to roll. I walked into the kitchen but sadly Kim had already peaced and my services were no longer needed.
"Cook me breakfast Paul!"
"Fuck you Dubb, cook me breakfast!" Paul was adjusting himself as he walked out his bedroom door which was connected to the average size kitchen.
"You got any bread? I'll make some gashouse eggs. I'm real good at it now, even started adding things...like cheese." My mouth was already salivating as I said it.
"Nah we ain't got no bread, we got bacon though."
Paul was trying to get me. He knows how much I love bacon. And it did make me stop and think for a second, but it wasn't going to work.
"You cook the bacon."
He looked at me, then walked over and opened the refridgerator door.
"Shauna! Cook me and Dubb breakfast!"


So anyway that was my morning. The bickering about who should cook breakfast went on for a little while longer until the three of us just decided to order breakfast from around the corner. We watched a little football then I had to go home. But I'm tired now so I'm gonna go to bed. Maybe I'll finish the rest of the day tomorrow. Good night.

Song of the post: Right Here (Departed) - Brandy

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Credits:
Shauna
Me
Paul
Kim

Dubbcula!

I just finished watching Underworld. And I've decided that being a vampire is where it's at. After thinking for about 5 minutes on it, I can't really find a downside. People may think I'm weird and try to stay away from me, but I'm pretty sure I already have that affect sooooo....

You get to live forever, look viscious as shit, and your pretty much like Daft Punk and Kanye say "harder, better, faster, stronger." Plus would it really be that much of an adjustment? The whole no sun thing might suck, but I'd get to sleep longer. And it's not like blood tastes all that bad, and I'm sure we could get creative with the mixed drinks. Plus there is something sexy as shit about the female ones. Kate Beckinsale could eat my neck any day of the week.

My life has been getting kind of boring. So I guess the only thing for me to do is dye my hair black, change my eye color to like red or something, grow some fangs, find a sweet black leather outfit, and then sit in the dark for six months so my skin turns pale. I could play the part.



Song of the post: "Meet the Creeper" - Rob Zombie

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Underworld
Vampires
Lycans
Kate Beckinsale
Rob Zombie

Not Much To Say...but Happy Birthday!

I've been kind of lame lately I know. Only posted like two entries in all of October, but whatever, my attention was elsewhere (I do have a pretty long entry in the works about the parade though). Truth is, I don't really have much to say. Nothing has really been going on in my life since the Phillies. It's kind of sad really. Sometimes I'd sit here and look around the internet for news stories or some crazy happening to write about, but I usually just end up on cnn.com looking at headlines like todays "DHL Cuts 9500 Jobs" or "Circuit City Files For Bankruptcy" and get depressed. Now where am I going to get my new Universal Remote?

But upon checking Facebook this morning I was reminded that today is one of my very good friend's birthday. Mr. Eric Requa. Happy Birthday my man. This is for all the good times we had. Like the time we made Vu wear his heelys to Physics lab, or the time we moved an entire common room into the stairway, or the time we took a toaster oven...got caught, but still got away with it, or the time we rearranged a jewelers sign to say "we buy dogs and God," or the countless times we stole the golf cart, or all the times we stacked recycling bins and coffee tables in front of each others doors, all the way till a couple weeks ago when you called me while I was drunk and told me you were on cash cab...only you weren't. Happy Birthday my boy...wish I could celebrate with you.



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Credits
CNN.com
facebook.com
Eric Requa
Me

Johnny Depp VS Dubb

Somebody told me to do this

















Credits:
Me
Johnny Depp