Truly Negative Expected Value
Posted by TFG on 4th July 2005
Man, am I glad the weekend is over (that’s the -EV part). Four 18 hour days in a row takes it out of you. I could use another 3-day national holiday weekend for profitability’s sake, but right now at this minute, I never want to see another member of the public again. I am truly fortunate that I have so many really good customers, but man o man — those piggish ones just sap you. If I have to pick up one more poop-filled diaper thrown down at the base of a tree, I might just snap. And the tube people — I’m having daydreams of double-tapping all the frat boys dropping their cans and plastic water bottles where they stand, like the whole damn world is their trashcan. I’m talking vivid Kill Bill-style blood-spurting mayhem daydreams. Oh, Lord, help me. All they really need is a year of Cub Scout meetings.
Tomorrow is a day off from my little day-job outfit. I’m super-glad about that. I’m staying an extra night at el rancho.*. I spent every nickel I had to buy this place, purely as a refuge, from the hustle-bustle of high-tech sales BS, of sorts. Then I went and turned it into a weekend job. Yes, look it up — “I” for idiot…you’ll find me there.
* I can’t wait to saunter into the diner for a nice, carby breakfast with hashbrowns and toast, and read the whole business page and the sports page, with no rush at all.
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