Not only are they making sure I can not watch any Philadelphia Sport team unless they are on public channels. And not only are they in the running for worst company in the universe. And, they have also ruined the Philadelphia skyline with a monstrosity of a building.
But now, they are apparently competing with Trading Spaces.
Comcast digs up your patio...
I heard this story on Keith Olbermann's Countdown last night, though I also think that Mrs Duck mentioned it and also probably subconsciously saw it on the Consumerist. But, I think you could hear this story over and over again and still say, no fucking way.
Apparently, through a loop hole in the Wal-Mart employee health care plan, an injured worker can be sued for the settlement that they receive from the party that injured them. Sued, by the way, by the Company that provides your health care in the first place. Unfortunately, it is legal, since the female former employee received medical expenses from both Wal-Marts health insurance and also from the insurance company of the trucking company that hit her in the first place.
In the end, it is more a story of getting yourself a good attorney, who makes sure he not only gets you money if someone else is at fault for medical expenses, but also for pain and sufferening and injury and all that.
Though, I still say, Wal-Mart is a spawn of the Devil. This poor will be suffering for the rest of her life, through something that is no fault of her own, and the story of the smiley faces and made in china cell phones have to make sure they don't set a bad precedent.
My brain is slowly becoming fried. I have worked 6 out of the 7 days for 2 weeks straight, yesterday it was a 9 to 7 day with a half hour lunch and today I am looking at 9 to 6 with maybe a half hour lunch, if I am lucky. Corporate America is just so grand!
I have been devoting some time now to the Consumerist. Not only do they let you know about some good deals, but they also give you a peek at the ninnies that are running corporations right now. One of there posts yesterday talked about sugar, and how avoiding unnecessary sugar can make you healthier.
In fact, there are at least 30 different variations of sugar on nutrition lists.
Brown-rice syrup
Corn sweetener
Corn syrup, or corn syrup solids
Cane Juice
Dehydrated cane juice
Dextrin
Dextrose
Fructose
Fruit juice concentrate
Glucose
High-fructose corn syrup
Honey
Invert sugar
Lactose
Maltodextrin
Malt syrup
Maltose
Mannitol
Maple syrup
Molasses
Raw sugar
Rice Syrup
Saccharose
Sorbitol
Sorghum or sorghum syrup
Sucrose
Syrup
Treacle
Turbinado Sugar
Xylose
And when I say poke, I mean the Poke that you can eat in Hawaii and not the other kind of poke, you sickos! Poke is a thrown together fish dinner on the islands, though its one of the few things that we actually did not get to eat out there.
Moving on, before I get really hungry, it seems that I actually have to talk about everything that I mentioned, terrific.
Lets get the sports out of the way first. The US Open is this weekend in mens golf and it is up in Pittsburgh. Its supposed to be at one of the hardest courses in the country and so far Oakmont is living up to its reputation. Turns out, it wasn't Chris Daughtry that was the first round leader, but it was Nick Dougherty of England. And Anthony is right, he does look like a bit of a pretty boy. The way the second round is going though, I do not think we will be seeing his name up on the top of the heap after day two. Of course, what do I know about golf really, since I think I would have trouble breaking 200.
So, sports over with, we move on to Mrs Duck and her injured knee. She probably just bruised it or something, because when I was pressing down on her ligaments and such, she never recoiled in pain. But, yesterday she was pretty much laid up, possibly bored out of her mind. She says she hurt herself while looking for something underneath her desk. I say, sue the company then! But, she must be feeling a bit better, because as I speak she is outside sweeping. She gets bored very easily. But the walk six blocks from the train station to the office might have taken her hours or even days, so she wastes another sick day. That actually could be why she feels bored actually, since she has to get something accomplished somewhere.
We decided to skip the neighborhood picnic get together yesterday, mostly because the wife was worried about standing there in pain. But, typical of this place we rent from, anything they try to do usually ends badly. Like yesterday, the weather has been close to gorgeous or at least warm for the last 2 weeks, well except yesterday. It was grey, windy and about 65 degrees. Not exactly picnic weather. But, no matter, its not like we paid for our hot dogs and hamburgers. On second thought, we probably did or at least will in a beverage based rent hike.
On the workfront, I am back into another interview on Monday. Please, no wishing me good luck though, since this will be a recurring theme throughout the blog, so you would have to be wishing me luck every week or so. After a while that gets old and I am sure some of ya'all would be saying, "sheesh, Sparky can't interview worth a damn." Every time I get a call to come in, I am hit by this internal feeling of should I or shouldn't I. I always seem to find the bad things about a job, as opposed to the good or positive things. I usually work it all out in my head, though Mrs Duck certainly sped up the process yesterday with her pep talk. Eventually, it broke down into a nice way of saying "get your butt a job!"
Well, there ya go, nothing really that exciting. When you are a blogging duck, things do seem to get slow at times. Oh, as for dumping my brain, I think that happens almost everytime I start typing at this laptop. Though Tiff did tag me for a meme last week, I may have to dump that all over the screen soon.
And no, I am not trying to get pregnant!
As for the interview, it went well. I kind of knew it would though, not to puff out my feathers or anything. It was for a job I am supremely qualified for within a financial institution. That can always be a problem, since they do not always like to hire the over qualified ones for fear that they will leave. So, we shall see, though it is a financial institution, and they are notoriously slow in their hiring practice.
Its also interesting how when you talk to people who work in banks, they all know how hard it is or how it has changed. The bankers of 10 to 20 years ago are dinosaurs now and if they have not moved up, they are probably on their way out. Take a look at your local branch sometime, and look at how many older workers there are, that aren't in management at least. Its because they are worked liked dogs, for minimal pay. Banking has become a job for the young, who can move on to something else once they realize how undervalued they are.
On the health front, I am feeling much better. I was feeling better yesterday, though thoroughly wiped out. Its amazing how much energy is sapped when you throw everything up but your intestines. However, I am still not ready for tomatoes. More good news, Mrs Duck does not have a broken jaw, which means no trying to figure out how to make Thai food into a milk shake. And before you go jumping to conclusions, I didn't do it!
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A little pirate, who has gone sort of kookily anime, whispered to me that the new White Stripes single is out. Time to fire up the Itunes.
Now, paypal has always been a brillant little invention. Heck, I wish I thought of it in the first place, since as Ebay exploded, Paypal exploded. So it's with great pain that I throw out this nugget of discontent.
You see, Deadspin , a blog that I get all my sports news from, since ESPN and Fox Sports have now just become enterntainment shows, has been raising money to send to the family and platoon mates of one of there readers, who sent them an awesomely awesome picture from Iraq before he was tragically killed over there.
Well, it seems now, Paypal made a little boo boo when setting up the account and now they wont release the money. Some nonsense about compliance and not being a not for profit account or some gobbly goop. Now, coming from the banker in me, when it becomes evident that something is awry, you fix it for the customer and worry about the consequences later on. Paypal has decided to be chicken, er i mean careful, so the money sits for 3 months, before it can be used to buy things that the soldiers in Iraq want and need. Gotta love Corporate America.
So, go to paypal and send them a nasty little email. Or better yet, call them up. All the information is here from Deadspin.
Im not boiling yet, but I can feel the blood getting warm
