Valentines Day is amateur night for lovers I don't particularly hate Valentine's Day, but I do get annoyed by it for whatever reason. I get annoyed by the 'dinner for two thing' that we (as lovers) are expected to do. That is why this past Valentine we went out with a bunch of people instead, and even tried to sit mixed couples. I don't think we annoyed any lovers who were trying to enjoy a romantic dinner (the original goal), but it was nice. Oh, lovers.
Things I saw that night on valentines day...
A guy sitting in a chair, in the middle of the sidewalk, with flowers. Right in front of the exit of the subway station. Waiting for someone I presume.
Bunch of dumb guys buying flowers at the deli
Me buying flowers at the deli
The deli lady accidentally knocking a box of Ben-Gay into my little wrapped flowers... so when she handed it to me, I looked in and saw "Ben-Gay" staring back at me on top of a bunch of daisies.
The fancy restaurant around the corner from us with all it's tables divided up into 2-tops for lovers.
Unemployment orientation I had to go to this Unemployment Insurance Orientation "class" today. Apparently, the trick is, if you want to get free money from uncle sam, you have to attend this class where they basically tell you some stuff and answer any questions you might have. I feared the worse, assuming that it would be very DMV-esque, and then Eric told me about the time he went... and it sounded horrid. His class was apparently taught how to handle job interviews, and he was horrified by the questions that were asked by the class. "should you type your resume on paper?"
First thing is I cannot find the building. For a friggin NY Department of Labor building it is really not labled. I wander down the street a few times, and then see a guy that I suspect may be in the same boat I am, and ask him. He's as lost as I am.
We finally find it, and I wish I had a camera because the door was hilariously not looking like any sort of respectable department of labor office. It was like a loading dock entrance.
Once inside the classroom, I have to sit there and fill out some forms and crud, and one of them has our salary on it from last year. Or, more precisely, the highest, quarter salary we had last year.
This old man sits down next to me, and for a minute or two I have that dumb thought like, "it sucks to be me, but at least I am not in my sixties doing this". And I think all these dumb thoughts, and rush to make judgments on him because he looks kind of down and out. "poor old man" that is until I see his papers and realize that he makes a much more sizable amount of money than me. Much more. And then during the class, we learn that his big problem with unemployment is having to call, because he's always getting work and forgetting about it.
So I felt like a boobe, and my powers of deduction are nowhere near being good.
Unfortunately, that is where all the 'smart ass fun' ends because the staff was actually pretty nice, most of my other classmates were dot-com goofs, and the class was a big 25 minutes long.
Tompkins square Walking through Tompkins Square Park the other day, I realized the similarity between the playground in the south-east corner and the dog run in the north east corner.
1. both are really loud (barking or screaming) 2. both have parents hanging around the perimeter 3. both are full of animals that will probably pee there 4. dogs and children play about the same way, the kids just have cooler things to climb on
SushiNYC Our sushi site got screwed in two ways recently. First, our hosting company got hacked and we lost all of our data. Secondly, the sushiNYC tech staff, well, at least half of it (me), didn't have a current backup. The site is back up, but with about half of the original data missing. I sent out a plea to a few pals who I knew used the site and explained my problem and asked for their reviews and stuff to get us back online. This morning, I read this review, which I believe may win the "SushiNYC Scathing Review of the Week" award. OW!
Let me note, that I do agree somewhat that the lower east side has gotten a bit too crowded with tards on the weekends.
