The Dead End

Netflix stuff

John — Thu, 11 Mar 2010 13:59:52 +0000

I’ve had a few movies from Netflix since forever. “The Covenant” which Whitters thinks I should just send back, “District 9″ which I keep hearing awesome things about, and “Saw 6″ which I’m seeing, so back off!

It took me about a whole month to see “Star Trek” and I’m upset I waited so long considering how much I liked it. I know I’m going to have a fit once I see “District 9″ for the same reason, so that may be the next movie I see, but I am finding I am just too…

I don’t know. I need someone to watch movies with. That’s a HUGE reason why I don’t go out to movies unless it’s a movie I can take my son to, because I don’t have a movie buddy. There’s a woman at work that I saw “Extraordinary Measures” with, and she did mention wanting to see “Shutter Island,” which I wouldn’t mind seeing. But what do I do with the movies I have here, now?

I really do like Netflix, but I’m starting to wonder if I really need it. At first it was because my son was coming over and I wanted to make sure he had something to watch that wasn’t all Nickelodeonified. When he wasn’t here, I was watching some movies. I am even excited that I can watch movies with Google Chrome now.

My ratio to seeing movies now and from two months ago have dramatically decreased. Is the novelty of Netflix over for me? Is this how they do it? Psyching fools like me into really liking the service but waiting it out for a few months before I get so used to paying for the bill that I keep paying for it but never actually watch movies anymore?

I’m afraid to go “on vacation” and lose the list of movies I have in my queue. That was a bitch to put back together the first time. Do I take a break from Netflix? Do I write the list down? Or should I just cancel it?

Off my sync today…

John — Wed, 10 Mar 2010 18:48:48 +0000

They changed my lunch break at work. It’s only by 15 minutes but I had a routine, a groove, a pattern I am comfortable with.

Gone. Like Johnny Damon from championship glory. Like health care reform. Like a hooker’s dignity.

She says she’s done, she swears!

John — Tue, 09 Mar 2010 13:52:25 +0000

My friend at work has been dating this guy for a better part of a year now. Well, actually, they broke up in November. About three weeks later they got back together, then in early January they broke up again. About a week later that was done, but she told him that if they break up again that it’s over, no more chances.

About two weeks ago, they did just that. He broke things off, said she’s better off without him before a weekend of parties he ended up going to while she was supposed to go out of town. Personally, I don’t need Sylvia Brown to see this (then again, she’d get it wrong anyway), but it’s not about my thoughts here. She told him it was over over, and he seemed cool with that.

Apparently, when they broke up in November, he got her name tattoo’d and that was his way of showing her that he was serious about the relationship, so she took him back. After the whole relationship was done, she ended up getting his name tattoo’d. He did not have the same sentiments. And now she’s stuck with his name on her body.

I wanted to laugh. Almost did, actually. But I bit my tongue. What would you have done?

I’m an idiot

John — Mon, 08 Mar 2010 14:17:48 +0000

I bought new socks and boxers the other day. I’m going to start fixing up my wardrobe, getting clothing that fits better and throwing out the stuff that looks like it was on the rack at the local store that King Tut may have perused his way through as a young lad.

Anyway, I really liked these boxers and I really liked these socks I got so I went to Target to get me another set. I found them, bought them, and was settled until I started getting my clothing ready for the next day.

I like the socks that are about calf high with the heel. These are not calf high, these are the super long ones, and they do NOT have a heel. I bit my tongue because my son was around but what the fuck? Seriously, how did I blow this?

Playing it safe and keeping it real…

John — Sat, 06 Mar 2010 03:36:24 +0000

I know the customers I deal with can sometimes be… creative. However, they aren’t the only ones that can raise my blood rate.

The scenario: Customer calls, wants to check the status of an item on their order. The item was out of stock when the order was originally placed, but was in stock at the time the customer called to check on the order.

The procedure: Send an email to the supervisor or to the movement team to bring it to their attention that this order is still waiting for an out of stock item to be shipped, and that item is currently not in stock.

The idiot: He changed the in-hand date and placed in the notes for the order that the item was in stock and to move it along. He even thanked whomever would come by and read it later. But he never sent an email to follow up.

The problem: TODAY was when she needed the products. I am the one handling the call, noticing the items are now out of stock and in back order until next week. I end up having to substitute the item for her but at a cost to the company of over $500 because the replacement item was a third of the cost of the original item. And apologizing for the inconvenience.

It’s not the first time I’ve handled his stupidity. In fact, the other night I handled a similar problem handled by the same guy, who can’t seem to understand why he gets passed over when he was a supervisor or team leader at the last job he was at.

Holy crap, I commented about it in a reply to Christina. Here’s how I remembered – I was about to bitch about him being a Mets fan, and I remembered using that line elsewhere!