We believe in the sum of ourselves

Work has been fairly uneventful. I was half expecting a raise in the last few days. That didn't happen. The regional manager was pissed off at me the other day during the higher ups' meeting; apparently I count change far too loud for a roomful of adults to concentrate on the sickly sweet scathing Birminghamese comments that she had. If I haven't already said this, the company is out of Birmingham. And our region of stores is seemingly run by satan. No. Really. I wonder if she could fire me if she found this. Probably. She'd at least try.
Other than that, good mood.
Got a new issue of Magnet last night. I looked at the front cover and was struck with, "hey, when did Tom Petty die?" He didn't, but goddamn. He talks about how screwed up the music industry is, and how people probably wouldn't "steal" music via the internet if cds were only 9 bucks. There is also a damn fine article about Pearl Jam, about how, despite a consistent decline in sales per album (which seems to be the driving force behind most bands), they are still just a bunch of regular guys who want to make music, and feel that what they do is good enough to put out for the masses to critique. And I respect that. Of course "normal" does include Eddie getting to surf in Hawaii pretty much whenever he wants, but whatever.
Jeff Ament is almost 40. And he still skates.
posted by beta at 1/22/2003 10:41:00 PM