Where your loyalty lies, there shall your stupidity be also October 25, 2010
Posted by Alex Hairston in Uncategorized.Tags: Apple, Disney, Jack in the Box, Loyal, Men who stare at Choads, Stupid
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“The best things in life are never rationed. Friendship, loyalty, and love do not require coupons.”
There are many times throughout life that a person meets someone new that they are absolutely flabbergasted by. Each time, the flabbergasting increases just slightly. If one “can you believe she just said that?” deserves another, then its easy to see how your tolerance for stupidity increases with every shenanigan that comes your way.
Take, for instance, my latest encounter:
It involved a girl I do not know very well. And these moments always start simply, and morph into something much larger. The girl began to explain to me how she interned this summer at the Disney resort. She had a great job and LOVED the Disney company. Fair enough.
I, however, do not necessarily love the Disney company. It’s not that i don’t like Pixar films (Cars, Wall-E, etc), it’s just that I don’t think they’re anything special. Yeah, when the company started, it was probably very family friendly blah blah. But now, The Disney Co. is a media conglomerate that cross promotes on its many networks, instills independent values in children, creates production studios (Miramax) that can promote rated-R movies without specifically promoting the Disney brand image, and has never done anything for me personally besides providing me with a false image of Native Americans, Blacks, Middle-Eastern’s and countless other ethnicities.
Well, without mentioning the particulars, I told this girl that I did not view the Disney Co. as a favorable company in my eyes.
SHE FREAKED OUT. freaked out. absolutely snapped.
She began telling me about her experiences with the “degree’s that Disney provide” including a “Mouster’s Degree” and a “Duck-torate Degree,” and how these degrees, which i assume are some sort of training, are relateable and recognizable to every major employer in the United States. She went on about how Disney is the BEST employer and how good they treat you, and also, if someone hates Disney, they have something majorly wrong with them.
My rebuttal was quite succinct I believe. I almost said:
First of all, you can’t be serious about these so-called “degrees.” If I’m an employer, and I see that someone put that they have somehow obtained a “Mouster’s Degree at Disney University,” I would probably get out my phone that I got from the game “girl-talk,” call the applicant, and proceed to tell them, “we aren’t hiring, but i hear Narnia needs a city planner. You might want to check them out. And while you’re at it, Andy from Toy Story is now in need of a tutor because he just went to college–probably a more legitimate college than DisneyU.” Futhermore, are you serious? Really, a ductorate? really?
Secondly, I don’t care how good of employer Disney was! That still doesn’t make them a good company. Hell, I’m sure if you were into genocide, the Nazi’s were a damn good employer. Get paid well, lots of respect, and endless power. Mafia wouldn’t be a bad employer either. Let’s get more personal: Enron was probably a good company to work for until everyone found out they lied about their revenues. Shoot, APX Alarm was the sweetest company to work for. They gave you free lunch. GOOD LUNCH! every single day. But wait, then we found out they were supposed to be paying taxes on those free lunches. Then we hear about the summer salesmen and how they scam customers. Still my favorite place to work. But guess what, questionable business practices.
Thirdly, How can you be so loyal to a company (one that vastly underpays you) that you think you feel the need to defend them tooth and nail. Look, I have about four companies that I love. LOVE.
Apple Inc., Best Buy, ESPN, and Jack in the Box.
But hell, say anything you want about those companies and I won’t care. I mean, yeah, I want everyone to love them some 99 cent tacos from Jack, but you can’t win em all. And sure, I’ll recommend an apple over a PC, but if someone tells me Windows 7 is a better operating system, I just agree with them. There should be no loyalty to a COMPANY that makes you this stupid. None. It’s absolutely unacceptable.
And technically, the only TV I watch is ESPN. Since Disney owns ABC, and ABC owns ESPN, I’m pretty sure I encourage Disney more than this former employee. And she’s calling ME a rebel against ‘the best company on earth’? Give me a break, I just don’t think I need to defend a company. It’s not like that company has MY best interests in mind. Not unless my voice means something.
Look, I’m not saying you can’t love a company and their products. I’m just saying that they should love YOU. You’re the consumer, right? You’re the one who they should be serving and defending, not the other way around.
Gosh, I need an Ultimate Bacon Chee right now.
Movies I love to hate, and movies that I love to watch you hate November 15, 2009
Posted by Alex Hairston in Uncategorized.2 comments
So my buddy Dan just spent countless hours writing about some of the movies he hates. No doubt, this took him a long time because of how many crappy movies there are out there. I mean, you can’t really write about the OBVIOUSLY terrible movies (Dudley Do Right, Anything involving Johnny Knoxville, Transformers ((or should I say Michael Bay’s green screen)), and any sequel that wasn’t written as a book first). There’s just no point because I think everyone already hates these movies, at least on the inside.
But as much as I hate some of these awful peices of so-called ‘art,’ I also love some things that everyone else seems to hate. Right now, I know what you’re thinking. You’re thinking that I love all this non-sense merely BECAUSE everyone hates it, and I want to be different. Mostly not true, but I guess I do find it more attractive if I think it’s purely mine. I mean, in high school I found out about yellowcard very early. I was so glad to be their fan. Then Ocean Avenue came out and everyone wanted to be out surfing along the California boardwalk. All of a sudden, I’m not one of those people. Oh yeah, and did I mention that I hate violin?
Anyway, on with the list already.
Movies that can be converted back to VHS for all I care, because I’ll never watch em again:
- King Kong
The only thing King Kong had that I liked was dinosaurs. But let’s face it, it didn’t even have my FAVORITE dinosaur (veloci-raptor, duh) But seriously, I honestly wonder how long that movie is. Do you remember in Resident Evil, where some random people give this girl a drug and she wakes up with no one around and its all dark outside. She doesn’t know how long she’s been out?
Yeah, well by the end of King kong, I walked out of the theatre and it was all dark. I didn’t know how long I had been in that stupid theatre. And I felt I had been drugged with some drug that makes you wanna vomit with exhaustion. I TRIED to like that movie. It has Colin Hanks and Jack Black in it. But frankly, they were horrible. Watching Jack Black try to act serious is like watching that puppet from “Saw” do an Irish jig. You just cant take it seriously.
2. Lady in the Water
wait, THIS is the same guy that did the Village? now that I cant beli….wait, what? did you just say this is the same guy that did unbreakable?! I don’t think that can be possi….hold on now Henry! You CANT tell me that this is the same guy that did The Sixth Sense!!! Is this one of those tricks where like the whole time I’m thinking your telling me the truth, and at the end you’re lying to me? Isn’t that the plot for sixth sense? Okay, Okay I believe that this is true. But still, I just didn’t think Paul Giamatti would do a film this terrible. Ohhhhhh, so this is what you call a post-oscar type of role. Where you get to be very selective and all that kinda stuff.
If you’re thinking about seeing this film because M. Night Shamalayanmans directed it, Don’t. Save yourself the rental fee. And if you rent from netflix, save yourself the trouble of having to write “return to sender” on the envelope. You know how sometimes people build a reputation for producing good products, and then one day you realize you should have sold high? Yeah, like Hewlitt Packard. This is the type of director I’m urging you to sell immediately.
3. Any movie not named “Disturbia” that Shia Lebouf is in.
Eagle Eye–“Oh no! The Bush administration is spying on everyone and calling it the Patriot Act! Let’s make a movie about it and act like its the coolest thing alive!”
Ok, we get your political statement. You don’t like Bush spying on you. But I’m gonna tell you right now, the only act of patriotism regarding this movie is not seeing it. If the plot wasn’t bad enough, you have technology that can follow you everyone you go. And the ending (spoiler alert. Although, the movie sucks anyway) is that a robot is trying to run the country. Like we haven’t seen that one before Will Smith. (I just thought of this. All movies that end with robots trying to take over sucks. Because I mean, has anyone seen Stealth? I only wish that movie would have been stealthy enough to allow me never to see it. Thanks Jessica Biel. After all that work building an honest reputation on 7th Heaven, you go and blow it with a high-flying filth collector of a movie. You’re not so hot anymore, are you Mary?)
Transformers: You suck. If I wanted to watch GC all day, I’d just play halo.
You know Shia, you really ruined it. YOu were so good in Even Stevens. Try and pick better roles, because athough you’re scoring Megan Fox, I’m starting to question whether you take yourself seriously. Get it together man!
The Daring and Extravagant Alex Hairston September 16, 2009
Posted by Alex Hairston in Uncategorized.2 comments
Today, I shall relate to you a story for the ages. I guess when I say ‘ages’, it might mean ages 4-11, because I’m not sure if anyone older than that will appreciate it. But on we go on this roller coaster adventure.
Here’s the thing: My roomate Phil and I decided that we were gonna go to allllll the activities in the ward, including, but not limited to: iceblocking, pizza parties, ice-cream socials,fondue parties, service projects, softball games, flash-light volleyball, and even scavenger hunts. Yeah, I said it. Scaa-venn-ger–hunts. I know what you’re thinking, because Phil and I were thinking the same things: I do not want to go to a scavenger hunt.
Let me explain to all of you what this type of scavenger hunt entails. Unfortunately, it doesn’t mean chasing rainbows and finding elves; it doesn’t mean finding fifty doll hairs dollars after looking for the next clue. This particular scavenger hunt involves me, and six other people, going onto the BYU campus and finding things that some anonymous Wizard-of-Oz person made up. When we find that particular monument, we take a picture with the whole group huddled around it. For instance, one of the things we had to find on campus was a caffeinated beverage. Guess what? BYU doesn’t sell anything with caffeine on campus. Not only does this effectively eliminate my diet-cola fix every day, but it also doesn’t sit well for a scavenger hunt. Also, we had to take a few pictures of us running and doin weirdo things. Here are some examples:
Anyway, so were trampin’ across campus and there’s this very steep, but short grassy hill. There are a group of eager spectators watching SOMEthing go down this hill, so we stop to investigate. One of the guys who’s standing there says to me, “Are you guys freshman”? My reply was a condescending “no.” I made sure to add extra oil and vinegar to that emphatic ‘no,’ just to make sure he got the point. So he said, ‘Oh, well we are, so we do stupid things.’ As if it weren’t already self-evident. But alas, here I was participating in a scavenger hunt, so what could I possibly say to the kid? Anyway, he tells us that him and his two buddies were gonna back up, run about 20 feet, and jump headfirst down this hill and see what happened. They told us to watch. So they do it. Well, one of the kids is flying down that hill so fast that he ends up backwards. at the bottom of this hill was a lush garden filled with flowers, and surrounding it is a nice, thick layer of landscape curbing, aka cement. So the kid flys backwards, and his head picks up some centripical force or whatever, and slams into the curbing.
game over.
Well maybe not over completely. He still gets a number of back-up lives I’m sure. But here’s the thing. His skull was definately cracked, and blood was definately flowing out of that crack. Another guy takes off his white shirt, puts it on the kids head, and the shirt fills up with blood within like 30 seconds. I’m not totally freaking out, but I can see there should be a sense of urgency. So i go ahead and call the paramedics, as they like to be called. They take a good country minute to get there. And the kid seems to be in good hands, although Allstate might disagree with that statement. We decided it wasn’t good for our health to sit around and wonder what happened, so we took off to our next objective. And on with our mundane, extravagant lives.
I hate freshman. And not all of them, no, no…not all. But when these guys were preforming their high-wire tricks, they had a crowd filled with young girls who admired everything these guys did, down to the way they blinked. So these dudes were out to impress the females, and soon found out that their stunts revealed what they really are. People incapable of making a logical choice.
Indeed, the urge to impress truly imprisons us. After all, ‘it is much easier to resist the first urge than to say no to all the following ones’
So yes, I went on a scavenger hunt. And yes, it was sorta a lame thing to do. But no, I didn’t try to impress anyone, and no, I didn’t crack my head open. So thank goodness for that.
BYU. sheeeesh.
The Inaugural First Post September 13, 2009
Posted by Alex Hairston in Uncategorized.Tags: Blogtage, BYU, horror films, serena williams, simple-mindedness, the spy who shagged me, travel
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I just wanted to let everyone know that I’ve officially moved up in the blogger world. Although blogspot.com was good for me, it just seemed like I needed a more powerful way to express myself. Doubting I’ll use any of these technological advances, I still believe a more user-friendly website was in the books. I was never happy with the way blogspot ran their site. Mostly because I could never figure out the easiest way to add friends, or how to follow someone else’s blog with ease. I realize there are others who have figured out how to do this. I didn’t.
So today is now Saturday. I’ve had a great day, actually. I went over to my Aunt and Uncle’s place to watch the BYU game, and sorta had a blast. It wasn’t anything out of the ordinary, but I just chilled on the couch and hung out. Ate some chinese food, which always makes things better. Then I came home and went to a church activity, which was actually quite adventerous. We went up to campus and found hidden hallways and basements of some of the buildings. There is a laser beam on campus, which is Austin Powers-esque. There are hallways in the science buildings that made me think a slasher was going to come and mutilate me, and none would be the wiser. I dunno. Sometimes I’m entertained by the simple things, and today was one of those times. And I think I’m okay with that.
I’ve been thinking about some of the places I want to visit in the United States. Most of them involve sports in some way. I just feel like sports hold a sort of hallowed ground. Notre Dame Stadium, Fenway Paaahk, Tiger Stadium (LSU), and the US Open for tennis. sheesh. But I also wanna visit Chicago, New York, Boston, Denver, and New Orleans. I just feel like I gotta see these places, and I gotta do it while I still have no chains that bind me to a single place.
Leave, get out, right now. the end of you and me. and welcome to my new blogggg. sheesh.
PS. the personal stuff will be located at this site, while the less-interesting stuff will be located on blogspot, reserved for class topics.
Hello world! September 9, 2009
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