Friday, October 19, 2007

Sad State of the Work Force

One of the reasons I rarely carry cash nowadays: I'm out at lunch today and the total is $5.39. So I hand the guy a 20 dollar bill and 40 cents. He's okay with the 20, but he stops and can't figure out the coinage issue. He stammers a little bit and tells me: "wait...is not enough". I tell him that is it. He still can't figure it out.

So I have to count out the quarter, dime and nickel to him. I have to tell him that a quarter is 25, the dime is 10 cents, and that the nickel is 5 cents. Grand total: 40 cents!! He seems boggled by the nickel, since it's larger than the dime, yet worth less.

Basically, they had a full-grown first grader running the register. Unless I'm at a bar and need to tip a hot waitress in cash (or a strip club for that matter), there's no reason not to whip out the plastic and charge everything.

Wednesday, October 17, 2007

Bill Romanowski: Professional Jackass

Bill Romanowski's football career was usually controversial, but now that he's retired and off the field, he's found his latest calling in life as a Professional Jackass.

I'm not sure WHAT Romanowski does nowadays, but about once a week, he appears on Denver radio, babbling about something. Keyword: "babbling". He'll call in to some radio show and talk about a book he's writing, how he's playing a gay cowboy in some movie, or just about football. People seem to give him a free pass, since he played on the back-to-back Donkey Super Bowl teams.

His football "analysis" is usually something like this: "they... PLAY well. And right now, they're EXECUTING well. Those are two things to being ...a GOOD team". He has those little pauses in his speech, too. It's also not helping that his voice sounds about two steps above a mentally challenged mongoloid. Every Romanowski segment should be introduced as a "Very Special" segment. In other words, if they had a Special Olympics for pill-popping, jaw-breaking and spearing, he'd be a Very Special Winner.

Tuesday, October 16, 2007

It was (roughly) 20 Years Ago Today...

With the Rockies now in the World Series, I'm kinda' hoping the Indians make it on the AL side. Reason: it's been about 20 years and Cleveland needs a new reason to hate Denver. Rich Karlis and Jeremiah Castille are now likely forgotten by the current generation of Clevelanders.

When the Rockies open at home with Game 3--and if it's against Cleveland-- it's a no-brainer who they should get for the ceremonial opening pitch. Hint: he has a bad haircut, a gimpy knee, used to sell cars, and does commercial for Arena Football.

Oh yeah-- after the Rockies won the NLCS, TBS wrapped things up with their studio crew and signed off. Local news stations cut in, showing the drunken mob that was rambling outside Coors Field. Just a buncha' stupid college kids psuedo gang signs and hollering into the camera. I don't know why any reporter thought it'd be good to interview these tools, but it went like this:

Drunk Tool: "Woooo, Rockies!!! Yeahh...Woooo"
Reporter: "How does this feel to have the Rockies win?!"
Drunk Tool: "yeah... Woooooo! Rockieeeeees! I jush turn 21, man... wooooo!"
(Repeat)

A small mob got up on top of a police cruiser and dented the hood. That's just asking for trouble. But these pussies soon dispersed after the cops yelled at them. Although one kid was yanked off and probably hit some blacktop. No tear gas or Soylent Green Scoops, either. Darnit.