Lobster and the carrot on the string pt. 1

My how time flies. It seems it has already been several days since my last entry. I would like to say that a lot has happened since then, so I will.

One nice perk at work is that each month the top performers on our teams are generally rewarded with gift cards. Each team and/or supervisor will decide what the goal for the team is (be it your average time on each call; conformance -- how well you conform to your schedule -- i.e. not taking unscheduled bathroom breaks, etc.). It is not uncommon for me to squirrel away one or two of these cards each month as my stats are rather good, but lately I have been having some trouble getting a hold of any. This is mainly due to the fact that my manager has not been handing them out.

The excuse given to us was that her cat had run away. Regardless of whether or not it was the cat's responsibility to do the shopping, waiting nearly two and a half months for the cards seemed a little excessive. However, I finally had the gift cards from January and February in my hands and was quite impressed with their randomness: $25 for Red Lobster, $25 for AMC movie theaters, and $15 for McDonald's. I had thought to give back the McDonald's card but this seemed rude on the off chance it was the parting gift of my manager's feline companion.

Friday night came and Jenn and I decided to head to Red Lobster. At the entrance we passed the smiling benefactors of our feast-to-come, laughing and jostling for position within the lobster tank. I wished I could eat them all; as it was I decided on a barbecued chicken with shrimp, which was very good. Jenn, on the other hand, went for the Ultimate Feast and mercifully ate one of our friends from the entrance along with some of his fallen comrades. I supposed they could they could have been the bitterest of enemies but they seemed happy enough on the plate with one another. If they weren't, they said nothing.

The next night we took advantage of the AMC card to go see The Ruins. It was pretty standard horror movie fare, but was suitably gruesome to scare Jenn and I. So as not to ruin it for anyone else eagerly anticipating the film, I shall give my breakdown in white text and you may select the passage to reveal it's message: Some people lived, the likable characters were not among them. Some people died. There was no twist, which I suppose is a twist in itself. The ruins themselves didn't actually kill anyone. The least likable character with the fewest lines became the hero. Highly recommended.

Last but not least... Jenn was able to switch schedules at work to have both the exact same schedule as me and be on my team, courtesy of management. However, by the end of the week the decision was made that she would have to move, courtesy of management. More on this next time in The carrot on the string pt. 2. Please look forward to it.

Today's word: Lobster.