edward fox's reality

When I worked at RadioShack, the Hit Rate referred to the number of wireless phones you move out (sell) in a ratio comparable to the number of receipts (tickets) you have sold. Since I was fired from RadioShack, we no longer need to worry about terms like that. And speaking of… I was fired on the devil’s day– 6/6/06, and no, that number does not bring bad luck–just odd luck. (;

How has my week gone? I think it went quite well, though I didn’t get to hang out with at least three people that I wanted to this week, but it’s all good. Sometimes, however, I find that events that happen within a certain period of time are excessive. Simply put, I get sick of when too many things go wrong, or when I’m confused. The latter bothers me more. Let’s go on.

In the new way, hit rate refers to the number of things that go wrong in relation to the number of things that don’t. This week’s hit rate was a bit higher than normal (more things wrong than usual) but not by much, since the positive always outweighs the negative.

Monday: I hung out with Cal, then later on, with Jose. Most of my plans were slashed but all reasons were understandable. Jose and I watched Rough Ride / Bareback (Brokeback) Mountain. I rate it a 4/10 Nuts [Points]. Why? I just like originality is all, and I don’t like watching manly straight men have sex in a tent while still being 90% clothed. Just doesn’t do anything for me. (:

Tuesday: I hung out with Cal again and we went to get few things done later on in the afternoon. It was an all right day.

Tuesday Expanded: Someone told me about me possibly being able to go to Orlando, Florida, and stay at Universal Studios for free. I am interested, intrigued, but already on the inside telling myself I hope I don’t get to go.

Wednesday: I went over to Jose’s house at night, hung out with Cal a little bit during the day. Sense a trend here? I had other plans but those were cancelled on this day as well. Nonetheless, I wouldn’t have replaced the memories I had on any day with other ones. I told Jose, and shortly thereafter, was told my spot was taken by someone else and I could not go to Orlando, FL. YESSSSSSSSS! I would have missed you so much, dude!

Thursday: Hung out with Shaun, went to visit Fry’s, then to go to see the movie Thank You For Smoking, a disturbing little movie revolving around the spokesperson for a major tobacco company. I must say, this was by far the most entertaining comedy movie I have ever seen. I give it 9/10 Cigs [Points]. Kudos! Find it at the Magnolia Theater in “Uptown Dallas” *stares with a confused look on face* I guess if you have a downtown… What goes down, must come up.

“Thank You For Smoking”

Now, time for the things that bug me.

Why can’t people make up their mind? It just causes me to get confused, prevents me from being able to relax. I wish we all thought about our actions and how they would affect other people, and that we thought about what we said before we let it slip out. Sometimes, it seems like people only care about themselves. I find that uncool. Cancellations were abundant this week, with at least four cancellations in total. I understand things happen, I do, but it’s just unfortunate that so many happened in one week. Regardless, however, my hit rate is still not high at all, so I am happy.

Pity. Is that what some people want from me? You’re not getting it. I believe that everyone knows what they deserve. Anyone who is thinking about receiving anything else is delusional.

Equal treatment. Don’t use reverse psychology. Trying to make me feel like shit so that I make you feel better is not going to fly with me.

Now for the things I am most grateful for.

Looking forward, I am content with the friends I have and how they respect me, and even though sometimes, life may be a bit weird, I always know who will really be there for me. You definitely know who you are.

Life is great. Friday will be awesome. That is all for now.