infinite improbability

Work, baseball, and other random unconnected stuff

Well, I decided to stop being a slacker and get employment, seeing as my credit card balance has been expanding, especially due to things like spending $200 to get a ticket to the Stanley Cup finals (it was so worth it, though). So anyway, I'm now working as a sales associate at Burdines-Macy's, in the Home Store, which means that if you want advice about what sort of cooking implements, china, sheets, towels, etc you should buy, I'm your person. I worked there before, while I was home on break from college, and whenever I come shopping, my old managers have been begging me to come back, so I'm there part time.

In other news, I went to a Devil Rays game Wednesday night, because they had tickets for $5 in honor of making it back to .500, and it was pretty cool, even though there were only 10,560 people there. See, that's something I really don't get, because ever since I was little, as far back as I can remember, this area has been obsessed with getting a baseball team, and now we have one and they've started winning and nobody bothers to go. People whine about the stadium being lousy, and while it isn't cushy, it's not bad, and they whine about the location of the stadium, which is silly because it's ridiculously easy to get to. I dunno, maybe it's because a funny thing happened on the way to trying to get a baseball team. We built a stadium because, if you build it, they will come, and all that, but we kept not getting a franchise, and instead we got what nobody was expecting, a hockey team playing in that building, and somewhere along the way, everybody forgot about baseball and fell in love with hockey, and now we have our baseball team and it's started to win but it's July and everybody is still talking about hockey.

Saw Spiderman 2 at the midnight showing on opening day. I wasn't planning on going, my brother and sister had tickets, and at about 11:30 they called and said they there were still tickets available if I wanted to go, so I ended up going, and I'm glad I did because it was a majorly cool movie. About half the audience looked like Comic Book Guy from the Simpsons, which is to be expected at the midnight showing of a comic book movie, I suppose. The plot was utterly predictable, but the way that the movie was done was excellent and made up for the plot predictability.