FUCKING ORIGAMI !!!!!

It is official, Smeghead will no longer be known as Smeghead. Nope, he's upgraded to Baldrick. I have to keep this fucking twit for a bit longer. I swear Baldrick has a adversion to closing doors, locking/unlocking doors and turning off lights. The door is the easiest invention made by man since the freaking wheel, and yet this twit doesn't seem to know how to operate one! This morning a few minutes after I get to work, I haven't even got used to the idea of being at work yet, and I have someone ask me when the doors in the hallways will be unlocked. To my surprise Baldrick didn't unlock the doors to the suites so the contractors could get in. This should of been done over an hour before my shift started. So I run around and unlock all the doors. Amazingly he unlocked some, but not others. However I believe that he just didn't lock the ones that I found unlocked already, this is more probable and believable. When I call the twit up and ask him why he didn't do it, he simply states he didn't know he had to. No, we've only been doing this for weeks now, and he didn't know to do it. Must of been wiped out of his memory banks. So I re-enter such information. This must be what happens when you try to enter a liter of information in an ounce size brain, you get spillage.

Anyhow, you are probably wondering where the title of this blog is going to fit in, and trust me it does fit in. At the end of my shift Baldrick arrives on site 40 mins early, oh goodie. I ask him where his 'new' hardhat is (he lost the one issued to him by leaving it on site, outside), and he states he went to Home Hardware and they said they don't have any. So I feel like being nice and leave mine onsite for him to use one more time. I tell him that since he has the next 4 days off that he should go and buy one, and if he doesn't have one by his next shift, he will be sent out to get one and lose the time. Fine that's taken care of, hopefully. So he goes and changes into his uniform, and when he returns I notice that he doesn't have a tie. Not a huge deal, but now that we have residence living in the building we want to look professional and sharp (Baldrick instead looks like a dull gimp). He says its at home, a lot of good it does for work. When I ask why its there, he says he hasn't warn it for awhile now. Wrong answer. I inform him that now that the hot weather is over with, and that residence are living in the building he now has to wear it at all times. I hope this doesn't have to become an issue.

So now we have 20 minutes before actual shift change and we go outside for a smoke. During the smoke I see him pull out a pad of paper, and I ask him where his memo book is. He says he filled it up. Now I find this extremely hard to believe since he's only been working for us for aprox. 5 months, and my book which is barely half used was started on Oct. 17, 2005. I question him about how this can be, and he says he got bored and used it to make origami. FUCKING ORIGAMI !!!! Who in their right fucking mind uses legal documentation for ORIGAMI! I am stunned. Flabbergasted. I really didn't know how to respond to this right away. I swear if I had hair it would of either fallen out, been torn out, or went gray. So I inform him that his memo book is legal documentation and can NOT be tampered with. That now, if he is called to court and bring his memo book with him, the judge would probably throw the case out due to the destroyed memo book. And I won't even mention the fact that he's been working for sometime now without one. And he apparently has worked security work for a few years, I am beginning to doubt the truth in that.

So now it stands that by his next shift he will have 3 things with him. His own hard hat, his uniform tie and a new memo book. So coming Saturday night, once I am free I am going to go up there and check on it, and if these 3 things are not present, he is being sent home. So I guess I should bring my uniform with me when I go, as I have a feeling I'm going to pull some more freaking hours, as if 60 a week isn't enough.

Oh and when I informed my boss of Baldrick's art project, all he really said was "welcome to management". Gee thanks. And to those that don't know who Baldrick is, google Blackadder. I could do a link, but I am to tired and don't feel like being bothered, lol.

FUCKING ORIGAMI!!!

OMG my site is turning into Rimmy's!!!

Well it seems to be anyways. At least if I let the guards have their way, which they won't. Just last week after picking up my cheque I went to the site to do a check up on the officer on duty. Now I have good reason to do a check up due to the fact that his Daily occurrence Reports (DOR's) have almost nothing in them. So I drive on site and park in the entrance way..... ummmm he doesn't seem to be looking through the window to see who's here. Well I go into the complex and head to the basement, low and behold, the office door is wide open and unlocked. I proceed to lock and close the door and then check a few suite doors within the complex. I find a couple doors open. I still haven't seen the officer on duty (whom from here on in will be referred to as Smeghead). I know Smeghead is sitting in the show home, and the best view into the show home is up on the roof, so up to the roof I go. I find it hard to see inside the windows cause he has ALL the lights off, and I have to go by the light of the TV. Looking at the time I see that it is a couple minutes before another officer will be calling him for an hourly check in. Once I see Smeghead jump up, I know two things, a) he was laying down, and b) he just received the phone call. After watching Smeghead lay back down and actually pull his jacket up over his shoulder I call the officer that called him. I am informed that Smeghead sounded sleepy and it took 6 rings for him to answer. I decide to stay for an hour to see what he does. For 54 mins Smeghead lays down and does not move. Once the next hourly check in happens, I decide to call Smeghead myself. I ask him how things are on site and he replies quiet. I then ask him if he's doubled up on his patrols as I asked him, and his reply is yes. Then I ask when his last patrol was done, and he actually says 20 mins ago. Now I remind him of a theft that happened the weekend prior, and ask if all the doors are secure, including the office door in the parkade, and he says he locked everything up. I then ask if he'd meet me at the entrance gate. BUSTED!!!

Well he is going to be reprimanded for lying to me. Not to mention that a few days after this happened a sprinkler head broke and he forgot to report it. I don't know how you can forget something like that, but I guess he can. Thankfully contractors earlier that day had shut off the main valve so only the water that was in the pipes came out, but it could of been soooo much worse.

On the bright side we've hired another officer, and she's cool. She so far seems to have common sense and a head on her shoulders. Not to mention she makes the uniform look good! And you can't really not like someone who thinks she should go to an adult store and pick up either a sexy security officer uniform or a school girl outfit and come back and tease me.

Anyhow we did get our gas back about a month ago, only was out for FOUR weeks. When I asked the landlord what the problem was, I was told that it was because there was confusion about our account. I nominate that as the understatement of the year award.

I've got a new system, and after a few tries got everything working smoothly. AMD 3300+, Nvidia 6600 video card, 1 gig RAM and new motherboard. Now I need to get a new hard drive to take advantage of the SATA.

Anyhow nothing else is coming to mind to write, so I will let you all go.

15 Days and counting

That's counting up, not down. It's how many days we've gone without gas. Now kiddies that means no fucking hot water. I've been told that cold showers are good for the soul, but they are fucking painful! Now there are reasons for this, however none of them apply to me or my roommate. However we get punished for some company dumbass fucking up. And of course since the bill is now in the landowners name, Enmax and ATCO don't say shit to me cause of privacy laws. However I will admit Enmax has been more helpful.

Now due to not being able to have hot showers (personally I would prefer a bath, but no tub means no bath) has had noticeable effects on me. I've noticed my temper has skyrocketed, and the fuse to the bomb has become exceptionally shorter. Thankfully I've been able to direct most of my temper to the management company who is responsible for this shit hole, and the gas companies. Unfortunately not all has been directed properly, and my poor keyboard has taken several hits. However as you can see still works perfectly fine, with the exception that one ALT key is missing a corner.

Physically, my shoulder is killing me these last 2 days. And I can't even stand in the shower and let hot water run over it which usually works really well. Oh well T3's will have to do the trick of hiding the pain, they did last night.

On the brighter side of the moon, I've been doing pretty well for myself on online poker. Of course no credit agency in their right mind will give me a credit card (which I am thankful for) is only play money. I've started hopping into tournaments, and have surprised myself. I think I have done about 10 tournaments and won 2 of them. A couple others I have placed in the top 5. The latest one was just a few hours ago, 39 people in tournament and I got all the chips. And no I don't share as I am a greedy bastard. If anyone cares to join in, I play at www.truepoker.com. Its free to join and to play.

Anyhow I am off to brave another shower, wish me luck. Also for any who are curious, Zeus is doing very well. He doesn't seem to miss his manhood, however he doesn't meow as much anymore, but I'll count that as a blessing. He's still cute as hell and a big suck up.

Choppy Choppy

Well Zeus is now a lesser man. Surprisingly he's well behaved when I try to put him in the carrier. He goes in without any fuss. However during the car ride there he verbally complained. Probably thinking "what the fuck did I do wrong? First I get locked in a room all damn night, now you take me to the bitch that stuck a needle in me last time?"

I just picked him up and he hasn't said a single damn word to me. Sure he's affectionate and happy to be home, but being quiet is definitely not a word I would use to describe him. I've caught him a couple times already trying to lick what isn't there anymore.

But come to think of it, how would I react if I woke up and found out they were gone. I don't think I would exactly want to have a conversation with anyone. However I still wouldn't be quiet, In fact there would probably be a few broken ear drums within a mile radius.

Anyhow, I just had a weekend of game, and I am now gamed out. Also it didn't help that for some damn reason I couldn't sleep. 10 hours in 4 days, one point I was up for 42 hours. I tried to sleep a couple times with no success. But about game, Vampire is going well, just wish I had some sort of a future planned for my character. I've got long-term plans, but no short term, nothing leading up to those long term plans. Guess I'll just have to see where each session leads me to.

Now D&D is going pretty good. I am enjoying it, however I will admit that fighting things that nearly bury us in our graves every other fight is getting painful. And to top it all off there is no way to sell our booty. We find something valuable, but not something anyone can use, then we are almost forced to leave it behind. Fortunately we don't find a lot of useful items that would make a king drool (besides his stupidity that is). We do find some but not hordes of treasure, which is just as well. Now if only we can get these damn collars off.

Tom is also running a Sundered World of his own making, based on the World of Darkness. Yesterday was our second session of it, and it was fun. In this I am playing the only current werewolf, actually I am the only non-vampire. However there is another couple that will probably join us, and they seem interested in playing a mage and a werewolf. This looks like it could be an interesting world to play in. Based on the mid 1800's in America, we go around and search for artifacts, treasure, solve problems and kill demons. In a normal World of Darkness its about 80% social playing, and 20% fighting. However I would guess this game is going to be closer to the 50% each mark. I hope this game doesn't just evaporate into mid air and it continues in the direction it is so far leading us too. Now if only we can get Rimmy moved here to Calgary so he can join us. That would complete that group. Hint hint...

Ghost Story

Since I just read fellow bloggers blog, he mentioned of a ghost on the second floor of his building, and that brought on the memory of my old site. I have heard quite a few stories of ghosts in the office towers of this site, but never really experienced much myself. However I will post some of the stories I heard and semi-experienced.

When I first started hearing the ghost stories, my favorite past time was informing the newer officers of the nightly inhabitants in the building. Well one night, one of my officers asked to meet up with the rest of us after he had just finished one of his 2 tower patrols. He wanted to know who the hell was following him throughout the tower. Well we all told him where we were, I myself was patrolling the mall, and the other officer was doing one of her 2 towers. Well he informed us that everytime he went into a stairwell to go down to the next floor, someone, or something, would slam one of the stairwell doors on one of the floors above him. Now if I remember correctly this isn't an easy task, since they all have those automatic closers on them, and it does make them close, but slowly. He also stated that on a few floors he got to hear doors opening and closing on the floor that he was currently patrolling, and there wasn't any employees around.

Now we all found this interesting, if not funny, but he was quite pissed, and didn't want to do his other tower. So I went with him on the other tower. Well he was as jumpy as a cat in a room full of rocking chairs I'll tell ya. And oh boy did I have fun with this. I had so much fun with this guy that I think I took about 10 years off his life. For instance, while patrolling, I decided to take my time looking into a closet. When he finally asked me what I was doing, I told him that if we were in a horror movies that this would be the time that a cat would jump out at us. I proceeded to make a loud meowing sound and jumped at him, and he hit the floor he jumped so hard. Hell I even sneezed one time and he nearly bolted. However there were 2 things I couldn't quite put my finger on that annoyed me. One floor the lights would NOT turn on. I flicked on all the switches, and nothing. I asked control if they were currently having problems and none of course. So I did what everyone else would do, left it for the other guy. After all I am the supervisor, he's the one supposed to do it. LOL. And the other thing was that while we were patrolling one floor, we both heard keys jingling. Now I realized that he had his set of keys in his hand and it wasn't him, and my keys were on my belt, with silencers wrapped around them, so it wasn't me either. Not to mention that the sound came from behind us. After we confirmed what we heard, we quickly finished that floor and went on to the next.

Now the other officer was getting a bit nervous about after hearing the stories, but as a good soldier, she went on and did her duty. Well the other guy and I decided to have some fun. I radioed her and asked her what floor she was on, and how much longer she would be. She informed me that she was such and such floor and would be a bit. So the other guy and I went 2 floors below her and went into the men's' washroom stood on the toilets and closed the doors. And we waited, and we waited. Finally the bathroom door opened, and she proceeded to open my stall door. Well just my luck it didn't open easily, and thinking that the door was locked she took a look through the crack on the side and saw 'someone' standing there. As she was about to call for assistance, she realized it was one of our uniforms and proceeded to verbally assault us, not that we cared, we were laughing to damn hard.

Before that shift was over the 2 of them tried to get me back, emphasis on tried. I got radioed to a certain location and was asked to meet them there, as they said they found the culprit. So I went up there and one of them met me at the elevator. I noticed that he wasn't wearing the sweater he usually wore, but didn't question it. So he led me to the room where the 'culprit' was hiding. I looked in and saw something floating at the end of the room. I went up and popped the balloon that they put the guys sweater on. They weren't impressed.

Other stories were fairly interesting as well. One controller informed me that one time when he was an officer, he hopped into an elevator. As the doors were closing the doors on the elevator opposite of him were opening up. In all these elevators they are mostly mirrors inside so he could see his reflection in the elevator opposite of him. His reflection had an evil smile on its face, and he said he was NOT smiling.

Another story was told to me by a few of the controllers, as they had all been there for years. Apparently this one officer came back to P1 (area where control is and security office) and was literally white as a ghost. He said that he heard someone singing. He had searched the entire floor and found nothing, and no source for the singing. So a couple of the other officers went and investigated. They didn't hear any singing, and had also checked for someone leaving a radio on, and nothing. No reason for any singing. Apparently this officer left very shortly thereafter.

Another officer told me what he had seen since he'd been there. Now I'll also add that he told me that he grew up in a building where there had been ghosts and they never really bothered him nor scared him. He stated that one night while patrolling one of his towers he saw a lady on the floor. He went to go and greet her and find out why she was there at such a late hour. When he finally caught up to her, he noticed that she wasn't walking. In fact she didn't have feet to walk on! He followed her for a bit more (not exactly what I would do) and she went up to one of the windows to the outside. This is where she stopped and turned around and looked right at him, and proceeded to jump through the window. All he said he did was wave bye and proceed with his patrol.

Another fun story was the one of the floating arm that would go around and knock on doors and walls within the tower. Some people (none that I know however) would report hearing knocking following them through the building. I did hear the basis of this story. Apparently some years ago, an electrician had fried his entire arm while working in the building. However the controller working at the time of the incident told me that the electrician had left with his arm intact, severely burned, but intact. However I was informed that during the building of the TD Squares towers, a contractor had fallen down the elevator shaft to his death. Maybe he was the one slamming the doors, who knows. I do know however that the officer reporting the door slamming was a very good story teller, and I really don't believe his story, but he was very jumpy so maybe his report wasn't falsified.

Now I will say there is one part of the Lancaster building that I never ever cared to patrol. This floor would scare the crap out of me. No basis for it, but I would hate going to this floor most of the time. The 8th floor, damn I hated that. For the longest time this floors lights would NEVER work, EVER. Every time I would go into the bathrooms to patrol, I would expect something to jump out at me. Also, for the longest time it was empty and looked like it hadn't been cleaned since the 1950's. I wasn't the only one that hated that floor, most everyone that patrolled it got a creepy feeling there. Now it has been cleaned up and is in use, and I still felt creeped out patrolling that floor. Not to mention that one day an employee had reported one day that all her pictures were turned upside down, and her desk messed up. They stated it was her ex, but I don't believe that. Also an employee decided to have fun with others and before he left one night taped an area on the rug as though a body had died there. Lucky me, was doing the patrol that night and found such prank.

Anyhow that's it for my ghost stories. If I think of anymore I'll let you know.

I got bored

That's my reason and I'm sticking to it. Fictional Correspondant informed me a couple weeks ago that he was thinking of shaving his head. Now I found this weird for a couple reasons. a) he's received threats on his life in the past if he ever cut his hair, as its very long and b) I was thinking the same thing myself.

Now today I got bored, and well you can all pretty much guess what I decided to do. I've done it before and I know it doesn't look half bad on me, so had no problems with doing it again. Can't wait to see my bosses face next time I see him. Think I'll tell him I just wanted to see what I will look like when I get to his age, that should get his blood pressure up a few notches. Mostly cause he won't have a come back for it.

Anyhow work is the same, not that it changes much. However things will be changing sometime soon. Turns out they will want security there 24/7 once they have residents moving in, which should happen within the next month (or so they say). This means I will be moving to the day shift. Also means that since the other day person can only work Saturdays and Sundays that I will actually have a security job that is Monday to Friday. However the shifts will still be 12 hours long. So if I live to see the first pay cheque from such a schedule, I will be happy.....er.

Gravedigger left the company a couple weeks ago. Apparently he found the job boring. He decided to go back to Interclown. LOL they've already started screwing with his schedule. Oh well his decision, and my boss has informed me that if Gravedigger wants back he can come back.

Last weekend I attended Running with Sissors's birthday party, and had a good time. I was a big sore due to the fact that my neck has been stiff for over a week now, and that night was bad for me. I did however get to experience hearing Fictional sing Kareoke. He received a standing ovation, and it was well deserved. Man can he sing. I've gone to Kareoke before, and I've noticed that at least once in the night, a female will sing Black Velvet. Now in my humble opinion it is a good song, and sang well a great song. However this night the person that sang it absolutely killed it. If it was Mortal Kombat, I would of heard a voice say "Overkill!" At least I think that's one of the things that is said. :D I think I could of done a better job, and I'm tone deaf.

Anyhow, my friend KD will be coming to Calgary on June 9th. This is a good thing, she's actually getting away from her asshole hubby for a few days. It'll be good to see her again, she's one person that can usually make me smile and laugh.

I've decided to cut Zeus's nuts off. That little bastard just doesn't want to stop pissing throughout the house. I called around to Vet's to get a cost on it, and well I think I will have to sell them my first born. One place was over $160, another was $85. Most though ran around the $115 mark. However he will have to get his shots first. I heard of a company that offers financial aid for people that cant afford such things, and I called and asked them to mail me an application form. However its not guaranteed that removing his nuts will stop him from this, they say it could also be a bladder infection or a behavior problem. Great just what I need a cat that enjoys pissing me off. If it does come to that, then I will be forced to find him a new home. I really don't want to do this as he is absolutely adorable and I love him dearly (even when he's pissed me off). I pray that the neutering fixes the problem. One lady even told me its advisable to have one more litter box than you have cats. Such as if you have 2 cats, you have 3 litter boxes. Like hell I'm going to have 4 litter boxes in this place! Barely have room for the 2 we have.

Anyhow enough BS for one day. I just want you all to know one thing. I'm GREAT in bed..... I can sleep for hours!

Do you own a weedwacker? - No - Then you're GAY!

Ok I know I haven't posted anything in awhile, but thats because I live a boring life. So deal with it.

I now live with a roomate, Fictional Correspondant, and things are going great. Like he posted, my one cat has decided that going piss in the litter box is above him now. Although LATELY its getting less and less, and I hope he continues this improvement. He really is the most adorable cat alive, and its the ONLY reason he is still alive I beleive.

Work is just as entertaining as ever, I sit and do almost nothing. Well watching TV is considered something, so like I said almost nothing. The head people at the site decided that $500 a month was to expensive for a trailer and they decided to get rid of it and place the offices for the construction people in the parkade. This is all fine and good for them, but they also figured we would be down there as well. WRONG! We have to have some visual of the site all night as we are the only ones there for about 12 hours, can't see shit when surounded by atleast a foot of concrete on all sides, not to mention that I wouldn't hear a thing going on outside. Also, have you ever tried using a cell phone underground with that much concrete around you? It ain't gonna happen. I also gave them the senerio of the building starting on fire, I wouldn't know until I went for a patrol, or when I started frying. So I said I would be more than happy to sit in my car for my entire shift, and I would be, but I want to be paid for gas for running my car for 12 hours. Apparently they didn't like that idea any better. So they gave us the key to the showhome.

Now we're talking about workin in style man! There is a big screen plasma TV and satelitte system in there. Comfy couch and a lot of open space. Also when you open the blinds, you have a great view of the construction area, so I can see what the hell is going on.

I learned a valuable leason just over a week ago. When you owe a company money, say a credit card type company, and you haven't given them money in about 6 months. DO NOT, I repeat do not answer any calls in which you do not know the number. And if you do answer the phone, lie your ass off and be someone else. However the bastards caught me unaware and Future Shop wanted their money. They offered me a deal to pay what I owed with pretty much cutting the interest charges off saving me about $700 if I paid within 2 weeks. However I am only rich in name and not bank account and didn't have even $10 to give them at the time. I tried for a consulidation loan, and although they bank said they have no doubt that I would be able to make the monthly payments, that they weren't going to help me out. So I was forced to go to my finacial superhero's who were able to drag me out of the mess. Atleast they won't charge me 27% interest.

Anyhow to end this off, I am going to give you all a list of Rules of Combat:

1. If the enemy is in range, so are you.
2. Incoming fire has the right of way.
3. Don't look conspicuous: it draws fire.
4. The easy way is always mined.
5. Try to look unimportant, they may be low on ammo.
6. Professionals are predictable, it's the amateurs that are dangerous.
7. The enemy invariably attacks on one of two occasions:
a.) When you're ready for them and,
b.) When you're not ready for them.
8. Teamwork is essential; it gives the enemy someone else to shoot at.
9. If you can't remember, the claymore is pointed at you.
10. If your attack is going well, you have walked into an ambush.
11. Don't draw fire, it irritates the people around you.
12. The only thing more accurate than incoming enemy fire is incoming friendly fire.
13. When the pin is pulled, Mr. Gernade is not our friend.
14. If it's stupid but works, it isn't stupid. (this works for ALL situations)
15. When in doubt empty the magazine.
16. Never share a foxhole with anyone braver than yourself.
17. Anything you do can get you shot, including doing nothing at all.
18. Make it too tough for the enemy to get in and you can't get out.
19. Mines are equal oppurtunity weapons.
20. A purple Heart just proves that were you smart enough to think of a plan, stupid enough to try it, and lucky enough to survive.
21. Don't ever be the first, don't ever be the last and don't ever volunteer to do anything.
22. The quartermaster has only two sizes: too large and too small.
23. A five second fuse will only last for three seconds.
24. it is generally inadvisable to eject directly over the area you just bombed.