Chicago: Beef, Love and Understanding

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Not to say that a security guard or cop who is abusing his authority doesn't merit putting-in-place of their own. But just telling a person to move along does not constitute an abuse of power.

― Jesse, Saturday, 3 March 2007 17:02 (seventeen years ago) link

I'm not being treated on an equal level if I'm being barked at and dudes are flexing their power-muscles at me.

― jaymc, Saturday, 3 March 2007 17:03 (seventeen years ago) link

You are like everyone else, you are cattle to be herded by underpaid people who are very nice, considering their job, about herding people like you, who obviously want some kind of love from everyone you encounter, but IT AIN'T GONNA HAPPEN.

John, service industry people hate you. This is no mystery.gif.

― kenan, Saturday, 3 March 2007 17:03 (seventeen years ago) link

"Power-muscles" = metaphor

― jaymc, Saturday, 3 March 2007 17:03 (seventeen years ago) link

xpost OK.

― jaymc, Saturday, 3 March 2007 17:04 (seventeen years ago) link

― kenan, Saturday, 3 March 2007 17:06 (seventeen years ago) link

I'm not being treated on an equal level if I'm being barked at and dudes are flexing their power-muscles at me.

We did agree earlier that the security and door people were nice, remember. But the problem was that you like being told what to do. You sound very American.

John is an American. I think that sums it up. (Oh, and John likes pussy and cars.)

― Jesse, Saturday, 3 March 2007 17:06 (seventeen years ago) link

Doorman: "Oh, I think tonight I'll be extra nice to the guy who holds me in mild contempt and questions the whole ritual of tipping or letting your server serve you or even basic politeness. That's What I'm going to do tonight."

I don't hold anyone in contempt unless they've done something to earn it. I tip well, and I'm always nice to servers. I don't understand how any of this applies to me.

― jaymc, Saturday, 3 March 2007 17:09 (seventeen years ago) link

PEOPLE! Let's get 'hold of ourselves! If we Chicagoans can't hang together, we'll hang seperately.

― Jesse, Saturday, 3 March 2007 17:09 (seventeen years ago) link

WHERE IS THE CHICAGO SCROTUM FOR US TO ALL HANG IN?

― kenan, Saturday, 3 March 2007 17:12 (seventeen years ago) link

I want to clarify something. I didn't have a huge problem with the people at the club last night. The dude downstairs raised my ire for a few seconds, but I think I dealt with it well and he didn't give me any more problems. All of the herding outside didn't make me mad or impatient, just uncomfortable about being treated like a body. Not anyone's fault, really. The only reason we're having this conversation is that you guys said they were "polite," and I'm not sure that's the most apt characterization I'd use.

― jaymc, Saturday, 3 March 2007 17:14 (seventeen years ago) link

I wasn't even there, and the only reason I'm here is because Jaymc's Thing now is to bitch/argue about how he doesn't have to respect or tip the service industry because WAHHHH they don'ttreat him special.

― kenan, Saturday, 3 March 2007 17:18 (seventeen years ago) link

When on earth have I ever said that?

― jaymc, Saturday, 3 March 2007 17:21 (seventeen years ago) link

You, sir, are even more easily humiliated and touchy than me, and that's quite a thing.

― kenan, Saturday, 3 March 2007 17:21 (seventeen years ago) link

I'm just now realizing that the comment about servers had to do with the whole debate about whether it's okay to go to the bar instead of waiting for your server. I now recognize my error, and I'm not likely to do it again. Please understand, though, that going to the bar was never a "fuck you" to the server, because it simply never occurred to me how that choice could affect her.

I'm sorry I frustrate all of you so often.

― jaymc, Saturday, 3 March 2007 18:05 (seventeen years ago) link

You're fine, John. We all like you a whole lot.

― kenan, Saturday, 3 March 2007 18:39 (seventeen years ago) link

i just bought a new (refurb, whatever) macbook omg omg wooooooo.

hi john.

― JuliaA, Saturday, 3 March 2007 18:46 (seventeen years ago) link

Hi. :)

― jaymc, Saturday, 3 March 2007 18:47 (seventeen years ago) link

Julia just bought a new computer! W00T!

And... I talked her into buying a Mac, so I'm kinda proud of that. I'm sorry, I'm not a Mac zealot, I swear. It's just that she was always about "Oh shit my drivers aren't compatible what do I do?" and "OhNo crashycrashy Stupid Machine!" and "Guess some friends have to come over and manage my cranky-ass machine because I cannot." No. Fuck that. Julia does not deserve a machine that is just a pile of constant trouble. I like her TOO MUCH to let her buy another PC laptop, which will just be the same thing all over again.

Mwah, Julia. Enjoy the snazziness.

― kenan, Saturday, 3 March 2007 18:47 (seventeen years ago) link

i'm planning on it! and when i'm waxing poetic about how wonderful my new laptop is, you can gloat. :)

― JuliaA, Saturday, 3 March 2007 18:52 (seventeen years ago) link

Deal.

― kenan, Saturday, 3 March 2007 18:53 (seventeen years ago) link

Yall are funny.

― Jeff, Saturday, 3 March 2007 19:41 (seventeen years ago) link

I'm still feeling the affects from drinking on Friday night. I swear I've almost passed out like 3 times today.

― Jeff, Saturday, 3 March 2007 19:42 (seventeen years ago) link

I'm still feeling the effects from drinking on Friday night, too. But, never fear: PIZZA IS ON THE WAY.

(thx again for inviting us out, EZ... it was fun)

― dan m, Saturday, 3 March 2007 19:45 (seventeen years ago) link

You guys talk about Friday night like it wasn't last night. Denial?

― kenan, Saturday, 3 March 2007 19:50 (seventeen years ago) link

I meant Thursday. See how fucked my brain is?

― Jeff, Saturday, 3 March 2007 19:53 (seventeen years ago) link

The only thing I did last night was sleep on the couch from about 8 to 10, then go to bed.

― Jeff, Saturday, 3 March 2007 19:54 (seventeen years ago) link

aws. dude, i been there.

― kenan, Saturday, 3 March 2007 19:56 (seventeen years ago) link

You know, it's weird. When you get those hangovers, you ask yourself, why the fuck did I do this again. The next two days are going to be a complete fucking waste. I should really consider slowing down.

Then that sweet nectar touches you lips the next weekend. Repeat process.

― Jeff, Saturday, 3 March 2007 20:01 (seventeen years ago) link

Or the next night. Cycles may vary.

― Jeff, Saturday, 3 March 2007 20:01 (seventeen years ago) link

Yup.

I just posted a cute photo of Kr's eye on WDYLL.

― jaymc, Saturday, 3 March 2007 20:02 (seventeen years ago) link

Hey Kenan -- do you want to send me the rest of that C. Veloso album? I have tracks 1, 3, 4, 8, 9, and 11.

― jaymc, Saturday, 3 March 2007 20:04 (seventeen years ago) link

My fantasy baseball draft is in 20 minutes. I always get nervous as hell for these things.

― Jeff, Saturday, 3 March 2007 20:10 (seventeen years ago) link

I've finally admitted to myself this year that I don't have time for fantasy baseball.

― jaymc, Saturday, 3 March 2007 20:11 (seventeen years ago) link

I started a league at work, mainly because I don't know many of the people I work with. I feel like I should.

― Jeff, Saturday, 3 March 2007 20:13 (seventeen years ago) link

Plus I have an awesome fantasybaseballplayerrankings.xls that I spent 6 hours making last weekend.

― Jeff, Saturday, 3 March 2007 20:14 (seventeen years ago) link

I ranked at least a hundred players on 7 different tiers by position. It is color coded. And has macros.

― Jeff, Saturday, 3 March 2007 20:19 (seventeen years ago) link

Nice.

― jaymc, Saturday, 3 March 2007 20:28 (seventeen years ago) link

oof. I just took an involuntary nap. I hate those.

― kenan, Saturday, 3 March 2007 21:22 (seventeen years ago) link

So nice when in front of tv and no one else is home...just flip to Natl Geographic special and doze off during commercial breaks.

― Laurel, Saturday, 3 March 2007 21:24 (seventeen years ago) link

A month or two ago I discovered that same 3-for-$25 DVD deal at Blockbuster that Kenan mentioned, and now suddenly I own DVDs for the first time in my life. The buy-two-get-two-free deal is good, too. Apparently they buy DVDs for store credit as well. I like this more than renting.

― Eazy, Saturday, 3 March 2007 22:38 (seventeen years ago) link

Just had a little involuntary nap of my own... 4.5 hours worth.

OK, I am lying, it was completely voluntary. Just didn't expect it would last that long!

― dan m, Sunday, 4 March 2007 02:39 (seventeen years ago) link

I pretty much sat around in my boxers all day and downloaded music. It feels like 2005.

― jaymc, Sunday, 4 March 2007 02:46 (seventeen years ago) link

Ha! How quickly you revert to single life with a hangover and sans girlfriend.

― dan m, Sunday, 4 March 2007 02:58 (seventeen years ago) link

I've been having dreams that are so detailed, they are rob me of my rest. The theme lately has been Outcasts/Impostors, and Finding and Destroying Them.

Last night it was energy waves from a distant galaxy that came to earth and coalesced in the form of a person or object. I accidentally discovered that one way to eradicate them was to take them to a sheet of place glass and break a hole in the glass with them near it. Because--according to my dream voice-over--the Universe has no failsafe against plate glass, the impostors were sucked out of the hole and reabsorbed into the cosmos. I did this with impostor Jesse, as well as impostor chocolates, Chinese food, grouper-skin shoes (yes, the fish--WTF?), water balloons, and a number of other things.

Also there was a camera that recorded experience not just with sound and images, but in every possible other way. It did all this on a standard audio cassette.

― Jesse, Sunday, 4 March 2007 15:03 (seventeen years ago) link

Not that you care, but this is my blog, you know, so here goes:

The night before I dreamed that I lived in a society where certain people were actively and openly persecuted (only in a dream, I know). I forget what the main difference was in these people, but you could tell who they were because their forefingers had somewhat specialized functionality. The authorities encouraged posses to seek them out to destroy them because their forefingers were said to be wildly dangerous, and these people would use them to kill for amusement, and to commit robberies. There were whole forests in Georgia that people stopped visiting because they were said to be inhabited by these people.

Years passed in the the dream and society changed, and I was talking to one of these people and realized that the forefingers were for the most part good for easily solving math problems and helping people with illnesses feel better.

― Jesse, Sunday, 4 March 2007 15:12 (seventeen years ago) link

Last night I dreamed that I was cleaning.

― Jenny, Sunday, 4 March 2007 15:57 (seventeen years ago) link

No dreams for me! FYI!

― Jeff, Sunday, 4 March 2007 17:46 (seventeen years ago) link

Last night I dreamt I was blogging.

― dan m, Sunday, 4 March 2007 17:48 (seventeen years ago) link

Stupid things I have done part 1,000,000,001: I have to do some serious studying today but for some reason, the law library is never quiet enough. So I decided to go to the undergrad library but the undergrad library is less tolerant of coffee. Unwilling to compromise on my need for both quiet and caffeine, I decided to try and sneak a venti Americano into the undergrad library by putting it in my coat pocket. WELL, my coat pocket is deeper than a venti-sized Starbucks cup so when I gingerly placed the cup in my pocket, the lid popped off, leaving me with an unlidded, very very hot cup of coffee in my coat pocket. To make matters more interesting, I was trying to accomplish my coffee heist while in the elevator so when the doors opened, there I was trying to pull a very very hot cup of coffee out of my coat pocket without spilling the coffee or burning my hands. I failed miserably at both and, defeated, just walked into the library carrying a dripping cup of coffee in my bright red and first degree burned hands in full view of St. Vincent, the librarian and everyone. Nobody said anything, probably because they thought I was dangerously insane.

THE END.

― Jenny, Sunday, 4 March 2007 20:15 (seventeen years ago) link

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