ice cube has a song called "it was a good day". in his song, cube shares his idea of a perfect day - he doesn't have the po-po (police) sweating him, he gets to lay his highschool crush, he gets a triple double during a game of pick up basketball and he even gets a breakfast with no swine. at the end, he realizes that he's dreaming because no day could possibly exude perfection like the one he dreamed about.

today was the opposite for me.

earlier, i said i was gonna tie a windsor around my neck (see earlier post today)...however, i couldn't find the tie i wanted to wear. this factor plus the fact that my dad was forcing me to get dressed and leave (he was my driver today) - had my ass arrive to work tieless.

let's begin here...

(1) i get to work, and my new manager starts riding my ass about how i have no tie on. he even suggests that i buy a tie. even with my discount in the store - a silk tie costs a pretty penny. fuck that, i refused to buy a tie and that was that. it just didnt make sense. true, it's part of the uniform but it was a small infraction. it's not like i didnt wear pants to work - LET IT SLIDE, MAN!

(2) a customer comes to the register to return her shit. she was seeking a FULL refund. we could not give her this full refund. it's corporate policy. she was pointing her finger at me and violently waving her arms and moving her neck like how those girls on playgrounds in harlem do. she came up to me and said i never told her the policy of the company when i was helping her out a few weeks ago. that's a gatdamn lie but i gave her the benefit of the doubt. "lady, let's say i didn't tell you the policy...it says here [pointing to the back of her receipt] and here [pointing to big signage of policy at cash desk] that you have 14 days for an exchange or in store credit on sale or promotiional items".
lady says "but who reads that?".

fuck! i dunno who reads that! obviously (and i really wanted to tell her), she doesn't read it! i can't assume that nobody reads those policies. if every company did that, then all major retailers would be broke due to constantly having people return shit (no questions asked); it's just not smart. and for the record, i DO tell each and every customer our policy. after all, i work on comission and any return will come back and buy my tight muscular ass. why wouldn't i tell my client's our policy.

she still seeks her full cash back so i get my manager to sort things out. like a jackass, no questions asked, my manager, gives her her full cash back making me look like a fucking moron. no questions asked, no regard for policy, not giving a shit that we just gave out free money - my manager did this. no balls, no principles, no respect for his workers (i.e. me).

(3) i take my well deserved 1 hr lunch break. i place an order for a veggie burger at the new posh burger place where burgers are 8 canadian bucks on average. i also order a shake - nothing more, nothing less. THEY CAN'T EVEN GET THAT RIGHT. don't ever eat at hero burgers @ sherway gardens in toronto. their service is ass and their burgers are shit. veggie or no veggie. DO NOT EAT THERE. way to lose a good 10 minutes for an effin hamburger, jay.

(4) during a good portion of my break (which started at 10am), i had to cut logs (aka lay some cable aka take a shit). i finally had my chance to. i head to the bay's washrooms because theyre the cleanest and most quiet (sure beats the washroom in the back room right beside my manager's desk...like they wanna hear me dropping bombs and torpedoes. i do my deed but before leaving the stall, the latch gets stuck. i force it and like a dummy, i overexert myself. the latch loosens and i somehow, cut my thumb. this is no small cut..but a giant gaping wound. the top tip of my thumb is laying in that stall; either on the latch or on the ground. i wouldn't know where it is since i had to rush back to the store to our 1st aid kit in order to clean up my tipless thumb. im not bullshitting btw, i have no top portion of my thumb.

(5) we get out of the store late. it's new year's eve. how i overlooked booking today off is beyond me. but yes, i closed the store today...on new year's eve. 'nuff said.

ice cube was nuts...my life is reality. a harsh and painful reality with shitty tipless thumbs.

happy 2006 (in a bit).