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Tuesday, January 31, 2006

The greatest gadget in the history of gadgets

I keep meaning to finish the thought that I started on the blog before last, but I've been a little distracted since I bought one of these babies a few days ago:













It's not just a gaming system; oh, no. In addition to playing games, the PSP will play MP3s, videos, hold photos, and connect wirelessly to the internet. Since it's got its own operating system and storage space, you can hack it in different ways and do all sorts of other things with it. I've gotten into some of this stuff a little bit, but some of it is pretty advanced.

Was buying a PSP a stupid move financially? Absolutely. Have I told Carla that I spent almost $400 on this thing and the accessory pack and a few games? Nope. But let me tell you something about playing Grand Theft Auto and pooping at the same time: it is an incredible experience that I woudn't even try to put a price tag on.

Monday, January 30, 2006

Preach it!

I'm a server at the Olive Garden, which I think used to be a somewhat nice restaurant but is now in my opinion sort of 'faux-nice'. The atmosphere is nice enough and the servers wear ties, but the prices are reasonable enough to where you could take your family out and feed everyone pretty well without it getting too expensive. This does tend to attract some pretty low-class people, but overall the money isn't too bad and it's really not that hard of a job.

On Sundays, I usually work nights, partly because it's a longer shift and the Sunday night crowd tends to be really cool and laid back, but mostly I work Sunday night to avoid having to deal with the notoriously bad Sunday lunch crowd, built up mostly of church goers. Recently for whatever reason I got switched to Sunday lunches. I think yesterday was my 3rd Sunday lunch shift in a row.

I'll just say that there's a reason why no one likes waiting on the church crowd. As a Christian myself, it shames me to see how most of these church goers treat servers. The majority of them are cheap, impatient, a little smug, and often times borderline rude. This isn't to say that you don't run into plenty of this type of customer during the rest of the week, but when you wait on fifteen tables in a row of nicely dressed church goers who aren't too nice and tip you badly, you can't help but draw conclusions about those people.

If you're reading this and you're unfamiliar with general tipping ettiquette: 15% of the check is considered standard. 20% or so would be a good tip, and 10% usually indicates something was wrong with the service. A tip below 10% is considered an insult. Yesterday I got more than a few tips around and below the 10% range from people who had obviously just come from church. What is someone suppossed to feel about a group of people who are for the most part rude and insulting to them while preaching just the opposite?

I was talking to a friend of mine who I serve with who is also a Christian and I was telling him how embarrassed I was by the reputation that the church crowd/Christians have earned, and he said 'Yeah, if waiting on Christians was all I knew of them, all I would feel toward Christianity would be animosity'. A couple of weeks or so, on a Saturday night, another server was just getting started on waiting on a large party, and I overheard her say 'They seemed really nice, but then I saw them all praying over the meal, and I thought "oh, great" '. For a second I thought that was kind of unfair and started to say something, but then I realized that what she thought was probably not unfair, that Christians' reputation in this area has been justifiably earned, and that was really sobering.

I always want to tell these people that you are representing all of us Christians, and most importantly you are representing Christ. We can all tell that you just came from church. The overwhelming majority of the people that I serve with are unsaved. They need to see something different about us as a group, and it pains me to realize that right now the difference that people see about us is that we suck. Realize that whether you like it or not, the people that you come in contact with are drawing conclusions about you and about all of us Christians based on how you treat the people you come in contact with. The restaurant that you go to after church is a mission field, and you'd be surprised how far just not being a jerk and leaving a few extra dollars will go.

Thursday, January 26, 2006

Bear with me, this one is really boring

Plans for me have changed since the last time I updated this blog... Originally I was suppossed to move to the Atlanta area, closer to where Carla lives, as soon as I could get all the job/living situation details worked out and save up enough money to move again. Carla in the meantime was looking for more stable employment, and eventually got discouraged enough by her job search that she decided to go back to school to get her master's in teaching. She decided to go back to her Alma Matter, Lee University, in Cleveland (a small town about 30 minutes north of Chattanooga, where we had both moved from). This meant that, in order to keep pursuing the relationship, I'd be moving back to Chattanooga too. I was more or less OK with this... I felt like I kind of had no choice in the matter, and that made it a little harder, but Chattanooga is a cool town and definitely a second home for me.

Man, this blog is boring me already, and it's looking like it might end up being a long one. I reckon this is all just backstory which is necessary to understand my current situation, which is, as I mentioned yesterday, pretty intense. Maybe I'll break it up into chapters...

I was/am also a bit worried about the fact that Carla wants to go back to school and get her master's in a program that only takes a year, work more or less full-time, and still have time for developing a relationship. When I shared my concerns with her she was very reassuring and told me that I was her main priority, and that she was used to having a full schedule and it would just be a matter of finding time. This helped a little bit, but I'm still a little skeptical.

Carla and I have been together now for about eight months, I think it's been. Six of those months, we've been doing the long distance thing and seeing each other every 2-3 weeks or so.

OK, I think that actually might be enough of the backstory for me to get to the point of what I wanted to say in the first place... which I'm now too tired to get into. This is basically just the set-up for tomorrow's blog, which I promise will be more exciting than this one.

Tuesday, January 24, 2006

I can't talk to my mother so I talk to my diary!

I remember when I first started this blog after I had quit blogging on Myspace. I thought it would be so cool to just write whatever and not worry about whether or not it would interesting to the people who regularly read what I wrote... it was really cool for awhile, then I guess the whole not-one-person-reading-any-of-this thing got a little old.

I think I am going to start updating this one again; things in general for me are pretty intense recently, and I think this'll be a good way to organize my thoughts. Maybe I'll make it a point to put something down here every day; I don't know.