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...that the dessert comes AFTER the main course.

Apparently not for the 'new hire' working at the Indian restaurant near my work.

We didn't get drink orders, we were given the wrong plates and our dessert came before the main course. I guess that's the quality of service you get when your hiring practise is to stand at the Pearson arrival terminal with a sign that says

Want a job?
Minimum Requirement:
1. Must be brown
2. That is all

Simpson, Homer... That is all.

I thought only digicams were sent here by the devil... not so. I have found something else sent from below that is causing a complete societal disruption and turning normal social people into complete antisocial assholes. This of course, is the iPod and all wanna-be types of nano tech personal media players.

Look around the city. Everyone has one. Everybody on the subway, street bumbs, everyone. Now people can continually listen to music and never have to say a word to anyone ever again. The most interaction you have is buying gum and you grunt in acknowledgement of how much the vendor states is the cost of the purchase.

"Okay, give me a second while I sort through my change" is now a grunt.

If I need to listen to music, I have a computer to play tunes, and a car to play tunes. I don't need a speaker in my ear 24/7 bound to music like Peggy Bundy's ass to a couch. I enjoy speaking to strangers and shooting comments at people.

iPod and similar technology are going to be the catalyst for the next great depression. Except this depression will be emotional only. Stocks won't fall, gas prices won't increase, poverty levels won't go through the roof. We will just have more available job opportunities from all the idiots committing suicide when the batteries run out and the corner store is closed for the night.

When did signaling before turning or changing lanes become passé? I see this happen every day... and I admit to not signaling, but there are only two situations when I don't let people know which way I'm turning.

They are as follows:
When there isn't anyone close enough for my lane change or turn to impact.
When it's a completely last second thing. A "shit turn here" kinda thing where you are off guard.

...but every day driving has gone from more than just a "wtf did you hit the brakes for you idiot" to a bloody obstacle course because people just don't give a shit, or just have no idea that they are even doing it. I'm not a honker, but when you do honk at the idiocy, they look at you like innocent deer in headlights. They have absolutely no idea what they have done wrong.

Hopefully we have all witnessed the transition of organized driving, to everyone shifting lanes and turning without signaling or blatantly running red lights with cops at the intersection and the retarded cops do nothing about it.

Has our deeds speak let us down? Possibly, but if they nab my ass for something non-impacting, I'll bitch just as much as the worst criminal.

Damn these catch 22's.

Before any other jack ass can blurt this out, I might as well be the first to spill the beans... The lady and I are taking Salsa dance classes. That is correct, DANCING!!

This follows the cooking course that I took with a friend.

So up your nose with a rubber hose.

I was driving home, being my eye-candy self, when I noticed a car in my peripheral vision that was driving dead even to me. Normally in this case I just speed up and don't bother looking over. This time I looked... and caught a woman giving me the once, twice, thrice over.

To my knowledge this was a guy-only tactic to look at a chick who has/had sexy looking hair. Apparently women do this stuff too. Though I don't the requirements, because we all know in my case, hair isn't on the menu :p

..well I'm on my way to full survival.
My web server crashed HARD!!

More will follow as I pick up the pieces.

addendum

IT'S FIXED!!!

The errors were:
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/etc/rc.sysinit: /dev/null: Read-only file system
bash: /dev/null: read-only file system
Bad file descriptor

Thankfully for nerds, I found the answer without having to do any major reconstructive surgery. I just had to jump into single user mode, mount / and /proc then execute these commands (as root):

mount -o remount,rw /
rm -f /dev/null
mknod -m 666 /dev/null c 1 3
sync

/dev/null somehow became a regular file and was not owned by root anymore. I'm gonna have to check the logs to see if the kernel went wonky or if I need to accuse another German of spamming.

Almost 9 months have gone by and one of the sales guys still has yet to say a word to me.
Well... a meaningful word. "Hi" doesn't count.

Today I am woken up by my techs who are being yelled at by yet another of his customers who are getting the shaft by him. I'm ready to leave my house and go to the customers location to fix the problem... only to find out that he has scheduled with someone else to go there today. Telling my techs "tell Jcloth not to go". The douchebag has my phone number and could have called, but he didn't cuz he's a juvenile douchebag.

...then what do I find out? He reschedules it for tomorrow.

What does that mean? My techs are going to be yelled at tomorrow because he's going to be late. They will call me and I'm not gonna give a shit about that customer.

You heard it here first!!