A Cruise

I really am a piece of work. Whenever I feel upset or need think about stuff, I tend to get in my truck and drive. Tonight I was feeling both upset and in need to figure some things out so I went by the station to check on things and then I took off toward downtown Fort Wayne. So I'm riding around town and I decided that I wanted a Coke (what can I say, I'm addicted) and a bag of chips. So I stop at the Marathon station in downtown and and purchase my snack. I go to pay, total comes to about $2.50. Well, I thought I had some cash but, of course, I didn't so I pulled out my debit card (that's "debit", not "credit" people!). Well, the Arab dude at the counter said something to his friend beside him and said "your total is less than $5, can you not just pay cash?" I explained to him that I didn't have any cash and this was how I wanted to pay for my purchase. He said something in the language of his native land and said "this is stupid, putting a soda and a bag of chips on your credit card." First of all, that wasn't my credit card, that was my debit card which takes the money directly out of my checking account. Secondly, is it any of his business how I want to pay for my chips and drink? He shouldn't care as long as I'm spending money in his store! I told him to either swipe my card to pay for my purchase or I was taking my $2.50 elsewhere. He swiped and all was right in the world for the moment.

It'll be a cold day in Hell before I ever set foot in that Marathon station again.

After that I resumed my cruise around Fort Wayne. After I arrived back at my apartment my head was clear and I had figured some stuff. Again, I really don't feel that I should air these concerns in public (believe me, they're personal) but I now know how to handle some things that have been on my mind lately. Some of these things can be done now, others will have to wait. But at least I'm not so confused anymore.

Something funny happened when I got back. Our part timer, Matt, called and said that his voice tracks weren't saving to the on air computer, so I went up there to check it out. I was fuming because that damned computer had been giving me fits all weekend so I was about ready to throw Simian (the name of the program that plays our music and stuff) out the window. When I got up there, I quickly found the problem: He had opened the wrong music log! Instead of voice tracking his final hour for tonight, he voice tracked the 11:00 PM hour tomorrow night. Hahahahahahaha

Well, I think three posts in a 24 hour period are enough. What will tomorrow bring? Hmm...

--Jonathan