night on the town

I'm starting to believe that every one of my morals is being tested one by one. Today it was my friend's 18th birthday so we went to the lounge for a few rounds. While there we were all sitting together in a group and some complete stranger comes up, sits down, and starts talking to us and the like. At first we took him lightly not thinking much of this, thinking he was just a drunk. As the evenning wore on he moved to other groups of people but in the end just kinda sat there by himself and looked really sad. I couldn't just ignore him, so i went to him and asked what was wrong. This lead into a long conversation with him, he explained that he knew he had a problem and that he just can't win. He was an alcoholic, he didn't want to lose his job and lovd his family and didn't want to let them down but seemed to always fuck things up. I talked to him for a very long time, i really don't know how long exactly but i do know it was quite a while. In the end i convinced him to go home, and make some phone calls in the morning to get help, to tell his family about his problem. I exchanged numbers with him as well hoping i could make a difference, i even paid for his cab ride home. I don't know if i did the right thing, i like to believe i did, i know for a fact that most people would not have done what i did tonight. I hope he's ok, and i hope he'll get the help he needs.

-Matt

fun times on the net

ok so go to google and type in "french military victories" and hit the i'm feeling lucky button. if you get the joke let me know.

-Matt

Of things foretold

Again my judgement has come to a point where i have found out how i would act. saturday evening i went to my sister's liquor store for two reasons, to pick up a bottle of wine for my mom and to drop off a coffee for my sister. And of course i stayed a little while to talk with my sister just because we're rarely at home at the same time and i had nothing else to do anyways. While i was talking though we both looked outside and saw a man in his early twenties stumbling up to the door. Well obviously he was drunk and his friend had already driven off (after i found out that he had parked right beside the dumpster and turned off all his lights). he ambled to where the three of us were and started talking to us saying "i'm just gonna...." he gestured over to another part of the store and walked there without finishing the sentence. From where we were standing we could see what he was doing but could hear him moving bottles around, again he walked by us and egan talking to us saying "oh man! my friend is jerking me around and ditching me and stuff." then again he walked away and went out of sight again and again we hear him moving bottles around. As he walks up to the counter he grabbed a bottle of vodka that he wanted to buy (i'm assuming) and this is when i noticed that he had a bottle clearly hidden in his jacket pocket. I think he thought he was being sneaky or something but it was painfully obvious that it was in there. My sister walked up to him and took the bottle of vodka in his hand and told him that they couldn't serve him because he was drunk and also asked him to empty his pocket, again i think he thought he was trying to be sneaky by emptying the other pocket and then ignoring them when they continued to ask him to empty it. This is when he was trying to shove past my sister, and me...being more then slightly protective of her stepped in at this point (up until now i think he hadn't noticed me standing back in the corner) and loudly told him to empty his pockets. When he looked at me he had an obviously astonished look come across his face and it's about now that he ran for the door. Now i know that i wasn't supposed to do what i did next but i chased after him, it wasn't difficult because he was drunk and couldn't run fast but i didn't want to catch him anyways i just wanted the license plate number of the vehicle he got into. I chased him for some 300 m before his buddy again pulled up and he jumped in the back but not before losing his shoe. As they speeded off i yelled out the plate number and then went to [pick up the shoe (only due to the fact that i can't stand to let garbage sit around and i was pretty sure they weren't coming back) When i finally got back to the store with the number they were already onthe phone with the police. It hadn't been more than 2 minutes before they came back and the drunk's friend came in the store and asked if his friend had just stolen a bunch of alcohol from there. At this point i innocently asked "i don't know...is this his shoe?". He said he didn't know and then asked if they could just return it because he had no idea what was going on his friend just jumped in the back of his truck and told him to go. Of course once he left the store it was already too late. The police arrived shortly thereafter and arrested the shoplifter and questioned the friend. All in all it was quite an amusing time.

-Matt

Maturity

Here's something to really ponder...or sink you're proverbial teeth into. People say that teens are maturing faster now because society is forcing them to do so. But really how much more mature are they. I mean sure they might be slightly more mature but nothing overly drastic. But then younger children (i call them this for they are children but are ages 14-16) seem to think that they ARE mature and that they should be able to make all sorts of decisions for themselves. But I'm sorry, I find it hard to believe that some kid who can fall in love with they're new boyfriend/girlfriend every week actually knows what it is...actually that's one thing that this leads to. Love, what is it? I believe that most people don't know, oh sure some person thinks they luv ( i use that spelling to define between real love and teenage crushes that are misinterpreted as love) their signifcant other but really how do they know? Some would argue that you just know, others would say it's a feeling of deep caring that you feel fo rhte other, but again, if they've never experienced it before how do they know? Don't take me wrong here and believe that i'm a cold hearted bastard that doesn't believe in love, i really do believe in it but i'm skepticle about anyone that's been with whoever for barely 6 months and already they luv each other. And really, i don't believe in love at first sight either, perhaps a crush or lust but not love. how can you love someone you don't know, how can you have deep feeling of caring for a person that, for all you know, could be completely opposite of you and has absolutely nothing in common with you at all. I figure that if anyone reads this and believes they love someone they'll just brush it aside figuring that they know better than me. I figure it's these people that are too affraid to question themselves and would rather put themselves in a state of denial. For these people i'll give them peace of mind and say, yes i'm wrong and you're right, you know so much more than me and can fall in love with whomever you choose, whenever you choose, however ou choose, in most cases i won't care what you have to say these are my beliefs and they won't change no matter how you try to justify yourself. You're young, I'm young, and the truth is is that were all too young to know what love is.

-Matt

One choice made

I haven't really felt like writting much lately, but now i have the urge again. This little story is actually a little bit of an odd coincedence because it happened only a couple days after i wrote the "Choises to be made" post. And while perhaps it's not EXACTLY the situation that i described it was close enough.

I work right by a Tim horton's so obviously due to my "addiction" to coffee i go there all the time before, during and after work. On this sunday i started in the after noon and had a bit of spare time before i actually had to be at work so i went into tims to get a coffee for my mom and myself. On the way out i noticed a small little girl walking around and at first i had assumed her parent was just on the other side of the vehicle so i continued on. But as i got to my mom's car and handed her her coffee i took one last look back to see where the girl was, i don't know why i did but something made me do it. That's when i noticed that she was alone, trying to get back into tims. I couldn't leave her there, so i went back there and opened the door and followed her in. I followed her after she got into tim hortons figuring that she more then anyone would know where her parents were. She walked across from one door to another and then stopped and started crying, I think at this point the people around me thought she was my younger sister or something. It was then that i asked if anyone recoginized her because i found her outside trying to get in. No one did, and she was crying louder now too, so i asked one of the people to watch her and make sure she didn't move (wasn't hard she didn't want to move at all anyways) as i went around tim hortons asking people if they had a daughter with a pink coat. Eventually (although it was pretty much the first people i asked) i got to a group of adults in the corner where one lady in response got a look of complete horror across her face and this kind of tipped me off that she was her mother. The second the girl saw her she burried herself in her mom's arms so i assumed that since the child recognized her and went to her that i didn't really need to make sure she was the mother. And although i was sickened that a mom could let her young child out of her sight like that, i couldn't bring myself to say anything about it, i just walked away.

-Matt

by far one of the greatest literary works of all time is the Count of Monte Cristo, on that note, watch Gankutsuou, in essence it's a futuristic sci-fi anime version of the book, the series is almost finished i believe and you can get it here

Safety: On hold

Alright...i have come to a conclusion that i can safely say that people are retarded. I had my OH&S training today, what is it? they made us sit there and talked about things that are common sense. I mean really, who would cut cardboard in the palm of their hand? Sadly, people that work where i do have done that and sliced themselves pretty good. And how to use a paper cutter? or a ladder? Seriously if i met someone that didn't know how to use these i'd slap them and tell them not to be so stupid and ignorant. Oh well, i can't complain too much, i did get paid for 3 hours of doing nothing. The best part was, is how much of the stuff that was supposed to be in our emergancy kit was missing because it needed to be ordered...it's great that we have one and all, but i think it would be better yet if we had a complete kit, don't you?

-Matt