Last time I checked, it’s not my birthday, I’m not getting married, I’m not pregnant, Victoria Secret isn’t having its Semi-Annual Sale, and I didn’t buy a lotto ticket.
So I don’t see any special reason to crawl out of bed and put on those special silk boxers that make me feel like I’m the king of the world.
No, instead I’m to be promoted (SEE: It’s a Trap!) and finally anchored into a store where I and I alone will get to make all the big boy decisions of a CVS/pharmacy retail location.
Pretty much, I’m the Boss.
Truth be told, I’m kind of looking forward/completely dreading the change. I like being in charge of myself and not having to report to any immediate superior. At the same time, I’ve never really been in charge of anything larger than a nine-man operation. Now I’ll be in charge of 20 something souls… or more
I just found out the location. It’s supposed to be temporary though. Right now I’m in a nice neighborhood, but I am fearful that I’ll end up in an area where people have no respect for things. Just take a look at these photos of a store I worked at a few days ago. The sad part is that these photos were taken 15 minutes after I had just worked that area.
So I guess that’s it. I think this will be the final factor in whether or not I can handle this company. A sink or swim if you will.
I am excited to announce my next challenge however though! Are you ready? I give you the…..
My friend Adam (SEE: Persian John Lennon) announced the other day that Gary Numan was the single greatest performer to ever exist. I might be exaggerating that a tad bit, but if people didn’t ever do that, we wouldn’t have things like the Iraqi War or that catchy “original” song from Vanilla Ice.
It’s all about the ice ice. Baby.
I told Adam that there was another, better Newman out there. He’s Randy Newman and he’s no pushover. Having scored just about every important Disney/Pixar film of the last two decades he’s a powerhouse of sound. You’ve got a friend in me? Rumor has it that song paused Palestinian/Israeli conflicts for a whole two months when Toy Story came out.
Adam tells me he has 885 songs to rock out to, but like so many things in life, it’s quality, not quantity.
So since he’s sticking to his guns like any other senseless prideful Numanite, I offered him the challenge of watching/listening to our respective champions until the other falls.
He foolishly accepted.
I think what Adam forgets is the way I do my challenges. Money comes and goes but embarrassing moments live on forever in time. That being said, I’m delighted to announce that the loser has to have their chest waxed with the cameras rolling.
I have no intentions of losing so place your bets!
Stay frosty guys.
Lastly, enjoy the newest video from Taylor and myself as we call out Michael Bay for his crimes against humanity.
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