Friday 21 December 2012

Billions of Screaming Souls

Sometimes, it just doesn't pay to get out of bed. Well, I am retired so I actually get paid whether I’m in bed or not, so there really isn't too much motivation to get vertical.

My day started when Hurricane arrived for the day, because he was/is sick and since aunt Maegan is here things just fell into place. I unfortunately had to go to see Dr. Julie and Sarah my dental professionals in order for them to replace a small filling that refused to stay in place. Now, I don’t know if Dr. Julie is trying to save me a little pain or the insurance company a few bucks, but this is the second time that she has done her work without giving me any kind of freezing. I suspect that she is in cahoots with Great West Life. In case you are wondering, there was no pain, but there could have been. When it comes to my suffering, I am definitely a belt and suspenders kind of guy. I wished them a Very Merry and beat a hasty retreat.

On the way home I had a few errands and one of them was to visit South Centre Mall to see the way they did Santa’s house this year. 
Chocolate fountain
This mall is more of an upscale mall than the one I am used to, and they tend to have a killer display and the Santa is the real deal I think. I parked the car and as I walked to the entrance I noticed that the mall has valet parking. I’m sure my friends out east are used to this kind of thing, but I just couldn’t believe my eyes. What a great idea for this time of year! I would never use it being the cheap skate that I am, but there are many that will. I asked the guy what the cost was and he said $7, which seems to be pretty reasonable when you consider that you don’t have to walk from post “AAA 487” out there a mile or so from the mall.

The only thing that took away from my awe is that the guy I talked to seemed to be a real asshole. He didn’t smile, gave me one word answers and he just oozed assholedness. This isn’t the kind of guy I would want fronting my operation. I haven’t had a lot of experience with valets, but I assume that a smile and pleasant demeanour would result in an increased business and gratuities. I guess the job was beneath him.

The rest of the day was okay, but I couldn't get over the feeling that something just wasn't right. I have mentioned that Christmas and I are somewhat out of sync this year and although I am closing the gap, I feel that I am just going through the motions. Perhaps it was the thought that the world might end on this day. Perhaps I just can’t see through the eyes of a child anymore. Perhaps I am just a little disappointed.

I was looking forward to the end of the world in a way. What a grand adventure that would have been! I will eventually have that adventure, but quietly, by myself and not with billions of screaming souls.   


  1. Was this oozing asshole's last name Ritzer by any chance? B

  2. Was this oozing asshole's last name Ritzer by any chance? B

  3. You know...I think his name was Ritzer.