Wednesday, October 24, 2007

Big In Japan

Actually, I'm not that big in Japan. People are about the same hieght.

For a country that prides itself on improving everything, they need to start at home with making their beds more comfortable.

#1 Thing I`ve learned on this trip, you can`t run away to the otherside of the world to escape your problems.

Thursday, October 04, 2007

Assholes are like opinions, everybody has one.

Fuck realtors. They're such fucking weasels; worse than lawyers I think. At least lawyers have an education. Realtors think they're smart, which makes them worse. We have a parking problem at the shopping center; people park there all day and go somewhere else, either downtown or use it as a park and ride type spot. There are only 80 spaces and 11 stores. We had meetings at what to do about parking and none of the tenants could think of any ideas (only 3 showed up). We put up signs warning that cars that spend more than two hours here will be towed. That didn't do anything. So the owner and I talked, there are 11 stores which at any given time there are 3 employees working (even though the restaurants have more people working, but just for argument sake it's 3) So 3 employees x 11 stores means that 33 spots are always taken up. That's half the shopping center that's used by employees. So we decided that it should be a two hour limit for everybody and not worry about giving out parking passes. So half the shops have called to complain, the pharmacist got really mad at me and said, "why don't I just tear down the wall and have my employees park in the shop" I laughed and said he could do that, but I knew he wasn't happy talking to me (most people aren’t happy taking orders from somebody twenty years younger than they) so I told him he could discuss this with the owner. But here's what really gets my goat. One of the fucking realtors called me and said, "You can't do this, I looked over the lease." Which there's nothing about parking in there, and then he said, "well I read the lease and it's in the (some name he made up) whatever clause; I’ve written many commercial leases and that you can't do that and we have a right to park there” the fucking office manager calls me and asks for a copy of the lease because they lost theirs. I called her out saying, "one of your realtors tried to strong arm me the other day saying he had the lease and read it! You gotta watch out for those realtors of yours, they're weasels." Ahh, I love being an asshole back to assholes.