you'll see me there, i'll be the guy in the suit

reality hit me again today like a quick underhand flick to the balls. (tim jenkins, you know what i'm talking about) after work today i attended a "chamber after hours" event. yes, it has something to do with the chamber of commerce. we were "encouraged" to attend b/c the business that was hosting the event was in the final stages of transitioning over to our bank and we had to have a strong showing to complete the wooing. this event is basically a little shindig where everyone pays $10 (of course we get a receipt so we can expense it to the company) to have the opportunity to sample hor d'ourves (i'm spelling that from memory, so it could be completely wrong), have a free beer or glass of wine, and mingle with other individuals around town. everyone is in business attire and wearing their respective name tags to advertise who they are with. i realized i am definitely sold out to the man and it would not be inappropriate to call me a "suit". it really kind of sucks. i envy the impossibly ignorant college kids who come in to the branch every day and ask how they can "put more money on their debit card". throughout the course of the evening i of course spoke to no one except co-workers i knew and all we did was talk about work alternating between making fun of customers, trying to top each other with an "i had a customer today who _____" stories, and complaining about not getting paid enough. (on that note yesterday a guy with a seeing eye dog walks into the branch. he walks toward the teller line and stops halfway facing the wall and he is about 6 inches away from it. there's a picture right in front of him so i'm trying to decide if he's looking at the picture or if he just has no idea where he is. if he actually is looking at the picture i don't want to offend him, but on the other hand if he's simply staring at a wall unawares i don't want to let that happen either. so i finally walk over and ask him if if can help him and he says, "no, i'm standing in line", to which i reply, "okay" and walk away.) what i'm saying is, i need to go back to school.





lately i've been watching tv less at night and reading more. for some reason i feel better about myself because of this. i was thinking about it though, is there that much of a difference? it's not like i'm into heavy reading, i've been reading chuck klosterman books. (he writes about pop culture for those who don't know) so, is that actually better than watching the show about the two guys living with the kombai tribe in papua west guinea that i was watching on monday? i learned some stuff from that show. i guess the fact that i'm reading means that i'm actually putting effort into filling my mind with useless knowledge, but is it really superior to television or have we put books on too high of a pedestal? (back to klosterman, i think the reason i like klosterman books the most is because he likes billy joel and he likes to write about billy joel and i love billy joel. i'm listening to glass houses on my record player right now. i own 9 billy joel records. of course i also own 9 elton john records and the greatest hits of air supply)