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| I went to the Steamtown Mall today (I did not really goto the Steamtown Mall, I went to another mall. But since I am in Pennsylvania, in my head, it was the Steamtown Mall). I bought an awesome new Zoo York tee. I have decided that I would like to dress more like a skater/surfer. Although I am neither a skater, nor a surfer, I feel that girls are into these looks. This would give me an edge when I meet new girls and they label me as a chill skater type. Yes, I do see things potentially becoming weird once they realize I am not really a skater or a surfer. But I figure I'll deal with that if and when the time comes.
Yes, this IS how I really think.
Tonight, after three days of sitting on this desk chair in my hotel room, I realized that the back of it goes pretty far back- Almost to the point where it seems like it has a reclining option. The chair is basically a plain wooden chair, with cushions on the seat and back. This is not a chair that was designed to have a reclining option. My immediate thought is that some people had some rough sex on this chair. Rough enough to dislodge and loosen its screws to the point where it would seem like it was meant to recline (C'mon, this was YOUR first thought too). Damnit. This is my only chair. Would it be too out of the ordinary to call down to the front desk and ask for a replacement chair? One that hasn't so obviously been sexed on? I can't. This is too embarassing. Note to self: I embarass too easily. Then I looked down at the seat. If this is the case, chances are high that there was once a naked ass on this seat. From there, it's about 50-50 on whether it was a guy ass, or a girl ass. The only way this could not have happened is if the two had some weird arrangement where the guy kept his pants on throughout the duration.
I need to wash these shorts good when I get home.
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| Who says you can't enjoy business trips? Breakfast room service? SIX pillows? Small Dunkin Iced coffee? No thanks. I'd like a Coolatta. Make it a medium.
(Mediums are pretty big, for those who don't know.)
I guess the person who says you can't enjoy business trips is the person who takes actual vacations to actual vacation destinations. But since I don't really do that, this is all very enjoyable to me. I don't really know what to do with this king sized bed, though. I've slept in a twin size up until I was about 23, and I'm just now getting used to a full size. So with this king size, I pretty much just get in on the left side and stay in that vicinity. Last night I wandered/rolled a little more to the middle/left side of the bed. I don't know if I liked it. Tonight I think I'll start off in the middle and whatever happens, happens.
Friday plans- Finish certification exam by 10:30. Use the extra hour and a half to visit Scranton, PA on the way home. Stop by Poor Richards Pub. Have a beer. Take random pictures around town while giggling to myself. Drive home. Return rental.
Trip Notes:
- Pittsburgh is surprisingly hilly. Think of the hilly parts of Fort Lee, but like that almost everywhere. When I think of Pittsburgh, I think of Steely McBeam, not hills.
- Eating dinner at Bennihanna's alone last night was a little depressing.
When I went in to ask for a table for one, the Asian lady hostess laughed. It's okay, she's a fob.
- Pontiac G6's can't be known for their handling. Or outside viewing ability. Or power for a V6. Or gas mileage. Also I feel a yellow school bus has a significantly better turning radius than the G6.
- Everyone should read, "I Hope They Serve Beer in Hell." If you girls want to learn about the most inner workings of the average guy, then you should read this book. We may not show or share these views to the outside world, but deep deep DEEP down, this is how we feel.
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| Dear Xanga,
So I am just about set to leave on my first ever business trip. Although it's for work, I've got to say, I'm pretty pumped. The idea of having everything I need for a whole week taken care of is very attractive to me. I am most looking forward to eating like a king and finally getting a chance to wear all the work ties I bought (My office is casual-casual). I've got "I Hope They Serve Beer in Hell" by Tucker Max downloaded into my iPod for the 5 hour+ drive up, and I'm even looking forward to that. If I get lonely I'll have two fantasy magazines and Friday Night Lights season 2 on DVD with me. One added bonus for the trip- Just last night I realized how much money I will be SAVING during this trip. Every week I go through $75 in gas and I spend around $7-8 a day on lunch. That's a $125 savings, Xanga. So immediately the first thing that comes to mind is- What can/should I buy myself?
I've wanted a BB gun for at least 15 years now. I feel like all the pieces are finally coming into place for me to "PULL THE TRIGGER" (I just thought of that) on getting one. 1- I am working for a company that sells BB guns. 2- It is illegal to buy a BB gun in New Jersey, but NOT in Pennsylvania, which is where I'll be visiting. Actually that's my whole list, but those are two fairly big pieces. When I told my Kanghoroo friend that I wanted to get a BB gun, I said I would go to my backyard and shoot trees and stuff. He then asked, "Why not shoot bottles and soda cans?" I THEN thought to myself, "Zomg, yes." (J.C.)
Alright, time to take off. See you soon, Steely McBeam.
 -James
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| The last thing on my to-do list for the holiday weekend is to finally write a Xanga entry. It's been a long time since my last one, but there's actually not a whole lot to report. I guess I could talk about the main thing occupying my time, keeping me from writing these entries- work.
There are a ton of differences in this job compared to my last. The hours are earlier and longer. The responsibilities are greater, but I actually find myself doing less. I do have my own office, which checks off one of the things on my to-accomplish-before-I-turn-30 list. Yeesh, 30. That's going to be an awful day.
Onto the lighter stuff...
In my office, I have two chairs in front of my desk for visitors. Like everything else in my life, they are carefully situated to exactly where I want them to be. Whenever our department director comes in to talk to me, he consistently picks up one of the chairs, moves it somewhere else, and then sits down in it. When he leaves, he never puts it back to where it was. These are called macho head games. Do I need to retaliate? Probably not. Do I retaliate? Yes I do. In his office there is a small table in the corner with chairs around it. He also has two chairs directly in front of his desk. When I visit his office, I first take a seat at the table. Then, as we start talking more in-depth, I get up and drag my chair that I'm sitting in and bring it over to the other chairs in front of him. When I leave, it stays there.
I am attached to an insane number of meetings and conference calls. There have been multiple days where 6 out of the 9 hours I spend there are in meetings and calls. There are some calls that go by where I don't say one word. It's not easy for a 24 year old (With the heart of a 17 year old) to sit through a two hour conference call without saying a word. Here's what I do- I softly blow into the receiver and gradually go louder and louder until someone eventually picks up on it.
I can no longer access Meebo. I can, however, access Yahoo Fantasy Football. This is a trade-off I am willing to make. I can also access Facebook, but not Facebook Chat or Facebook Messages. I can access Xanga, but I will no longer be checking it at work (for obvious reasons) so it's Jinn@thesportsauthority.com if you want to keep me company during my work-day.
I wish I was a smoker (No I don't). But If I was, I could be in the group of the smoker friends of the office- Which is pretty much everyone in the office. During work hours, everyone is pretty much running around the distribution center, and the only contact we come into with each other is if one of us has a problem and we need someone else to help fix it. So these conversations are generally pretty short and snippy. But a few times a day, everyone (The smokers, not me) gathers in the little patio outside for a quick smoke and casual conversation. The view from my office is this patio.
I am on the inside, looking out. 
Let me know if you like Medieval Times.
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I am the KING of interviews. I have, can, and will nail any
interview that comes my way. Bring 'em ALL on, but I'll
probably only need one.
3 months later...
 I am AWFUL at interviews. It's HORRIBLE. "James, we'd
like to bring you in for an interview. When are you available?"
"Umm.. Would it be possible to do this via G-Talk? I'm free for G-Talking on Tuesday... But probably also like, five minutes from now."
What are your experiences with recruiters? Recruiters have done absolutely nothing for me so far, and just continue to waste my cellphone airtime. Are recruiters evaluated by how many resumes they forward to hiring companies? Like a sales quota? That's what I'm beginning to suspect. These guys are basically telemarketers, trying to sell you into committing to a job opening you previously had no interest in.
"James, let me tell you about an exciting opportunity we have for you in Connecticut!"
"No thanks."
I also have a problem with Korean recruiting companies, who find employment opportunities for Koreans. This is very racist in my mind. I was with my black friend a few months ago and he told me he had to goto a meeting for a club that helps black students find jobs. I told him that that is a very racist club. He looked up in the air, bobbed his head side-to-side implying thought, and after a few seconds looked back down and said, "Yeah, you're right." I asked him if they would help me find a job if I went to the meeting also. He said, "Probably not."
It's my belief that it's little things like this in our society that keep racism and separation alive and kicking... But that's another topic for another entry (That I will probably never write). Why? Because that topic has got a lot of weight to it (It's heavy) and this Xanga is a place for jokes, talking about TV shows, and making fun of my life.
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