Friday, August 17, 2007

Sprint PCS: Come for the Idiocracy, Stay for the Bacon

So about a month ago, I posted a blog about trying to get a refund from Sprint .

I was confident at that time that I would receive my refund. Odd. I haven't.

I called Sprint back yesterday and was told that although my refund had been approved, that it takes a number of days for that approval to turn into a check being cut.

I asked if that number of days is usually six weeks. They didn't find that amusing.

They tried to get me to "call back in a few days" after they "confirmed my mailing address." I asked how they didn't have my address if I receive other mail (and bills) from them all the time. They said "We don't know."

I was on the phone for about 45 minutes.

I have put in a lot of effort to get $61 back from Sprint. I was told that if I didn't receive my check in a week to call them back and ask for "Escalations." I wish I would have done that six months ago. All this being said...

...I still hate Eva Longoria. I still hate her so much.

Thursday, August 16, 2007

I hate Eva Longoria

I really do. And shockingly, is STILL available!!!!

If you also hate her, tell me why...

Tuesday, August 07, 2007


When I think of what it means to be American, I think of the ideals I have been trained to believe: I am an individual, and I matter, damn it.

We live in a "melting pot." Our differences make us stronger. Yada, yada, yada.

We live in a world so filled with this false-ideology that it is coming out of our reconstructed noses, ears, eyes, and hair plugs. It really is no shock at all that people favor aesthetics over substance and big tits over big brains. And I feel bad about that.

I feel bad that in my classes I see and interact with people who have never been taught (since they obviously don't have the natural ability) to think for themselves. They have been taught about what to wear and how to fit in. That's not America, is it?

Don't we want to be different? Don't we strive for individuality? I just don't know anymore. I think we like different to a point, or until Paris Hilton says "It's hot." Think about it. Tattoos 20, 30, 40 years ago made you different. But then that different became cool, and the different became the norm. How many teen-aged girls have a tattoo on their lower backs today? It's different. It's trendy. It's all the same.

Once we throw our hands up in the air and just give into conformity, we might as well just give up and make some pop icon president. We all just want to be like Brad Pitt anyway. Why not make him the fucking king of our cookie-cutter society already? I can't stand that we let movie stars be marketed into our brains. I hate that my college students know who Eva Longoria is, but don't know what the word "autonomous" means. Not one student. Not one in a class of 20. NOT ONE. Ironic.

It's sad to watch a group of kids flounder at even a mention of analytical thinking. But what do we expect when we have created a society of superficial morons who care more about their next Botox appointment than taking a second and realizing that Botox isn't the real issue: our society is.

This society that we have created...where every man is created equal...after their next tanning salon appointment.