Backlog 'o' Crap

            Yay!!! Made it through 'that' time of year again, the time best left to the "3 C's" - Children, Corporations and christians. (Yes, all those adept at generating and raking in huge amounts of cash, or causing it to be generated and/or raked). That perfectly rehearsed close approximation of human kindness, brotherly love, and goodwill towards all.

            Spending 2 or 3 weeks forced to endure painful repeat performances of 'heartfelt greetings', 'how've ya been's, and 'all our best's spewed from the same heads that, for the other 50-odd weeks of the year, wouldn't even give you the fucking time of day or tell you to 'Drop dead, bounce twice'. 

            Happy shoppers spending thousands of hard-earned dollars all to bolster their images of generosity and altruism while hopefully shutting their miserable spawn for another year by feeding them the $150.00 LEGO_ä set or the $165.00 Barbie Townhouse they've been whining for since January. (If I had asked for prezzies like that as a kid, I'd still have the dents in my fucking head!).  All these happy shoppers, shopping happily, and making the vibrant and exciting world of Retail sales vibrate with just that much more excitement!!!

            I will not go into detail re: those of us who live in that "vibrant and exciting world of Retail sales", except to mention that our so-named 'Security Guy' , Potato Lad, has been granted the POWER and AUTHORITY to write up staff members for perceived infractions of Sacred Company Rules.  We have started a pool and are now anxiously waiting for that exact, precise moment when he will go mad with power, my guess being that he already has, but is so ineffectual and uninteresting that no-one has noticed. I am, admittedly, concerned that, should he die or go mad, he would, like the original killer in the first installment of the 'SAW' franchise, be instantly replaced by his protege, in our case an overzealous, theft obsessed South American.