>> ^bamdrew:

... hmm, I always imagined they had security cameras at Best Buy.

... also,... Conan is awesome.


They do, however, I won't go into full details on how the security works, but there's usually the guy who greets you on the way in. He's got a monitor infront of him with all the cameras in the store on a 4-split screen. They can put whichever camera they want into one of those slots and are able to control its movement so it can watch up and down isles.. Sometimes if someone went out of view, they'd call a code, been ages, can't remember what it is, but it's to make all the employees go to hot spots, and in our store, blow a clown "Honk Honk" horn.

The horns were placed in strategic areas the camera couldn't see well, so it would essentially sound "fun" while at the same time get employees to cover areas where something was potentially going on. However, they'd sometimes slip up, especially in the CD dept. because since they're the cheapest item in the store, they're not high on priority.

Once anyone, but for continuing the story, we'll use me, found a wrapper of a movie or CD, you take it to the front of the store to the "greeter" and they log the time as to go over that part of the cam footage later, and try to catch the person should they come in again.

However, my manager didn't care about watching the footage, and just used those kinds of excuses to keep the less qualified person on instead of me.

I've got a bad boy and that's alright with me
His dirty laundry is nothing that I can't keep clean
And when he needs an alibi
He can use me all night

(Oooh) What's the fun in playing it safe?
(Oooh) I think I'd rather misbehave
Your way

I'm just a bad girl, that's why we get along
Won't make excuses for anything I'm doing wrong
I'll pull the trigger in a flash
Watch out honey, step back

(Oooh) What's the use in playing it safe?
(Oooh) Wouldn't you rather misbehave?
My way

Oh baby show me the money my evil friend
Let's go to Mexico, drink margaritas in sin
I'll light a candle for good luck
Now come on baby let's...

(Oooh) What's the fun in playing it safe?
(Oooh) I think I'd rather misbehave
Our way

We're simply mad
Simply mad

Maybe you guys could program the site to detect our ocular retention by using our webcam to track our eye fatigue. Then it's just a simple matter of watching all those feeds to determine the best response and creating a sliding scale of alternate text and background shades based on each user like a sleep number bed. You could scale it to say, one through one-thousand. Then simply make the appropriate change and verify our response again via the webcam service. Repeat this a few hundred times and wham, you get a custom setting per user.
Please set mine to 375 text and 425 background, cause I don't think I will need a lot of clarity. However, using me as a test case, we can build from there. Of course, I'd want some power points for helping you out.
What about those without webcams like me?

Yeah, the dark Halloween theme was really hard on my eyes.

I'm glad we switched it back to a solid white light bulb effect because I'm just not comfortable unless my retinas are bleeding from staring directly into a bright light source for six or seven hours.

Hey Lucky, I have a suggestion that might make this whole light/dark thing a lot easier:

Maybe you guys could program the site to detect our ocular retention by using our webcam to track our eye fatigue. Then it's just a simple matter of watching all those feeds to determine the best response and creating a sliding scale of alternate text and background shades based on each user like a sleep number bed. You could scale it to say, one through one-thousand. Then simply make the appropriate change and verify our response again via the webcam service. Repeat this a few hundred times and wham, you get a custom setting per user.

Please set mine to 375 text and 425 background, cause I don't think I will need a lot of clarity. However, using me as a test case, we can build from there. Of course, I'd want some power points for helping you out.

It's almost ten o clock see i got a ball of lifted property
so i slid my beenie hat on sloppily
and promenade out to take up a collection
i got game like i read the directions
i 'm wishing that i had an automobile
as i feel the cold wind rush past
but let me state that i am a hustler for real
so you know i got the stolen bus pass
just as the bus pulls up and i step to the rear
this ole lady look like she drank a forty of fear
i see my ole school partner said his brother got popped
pay my respects
can you ring the bell we came to my stop
the street light reflects off the piss on the ground
which reflects off the hamburger sign as it turns round
which reflects off the chrome of the bmw
which reflects off the fact that i am broke
now what the fuck is new
i need loot i sweat the motherfucka
in the tweed suit
and i'm on his ass quicker than a kick from a grease boot
eased up slow and discreet
could tell he was suspicious by the way he slid his feet
didn't wanna fuck up the come on
so i smiled with my eyes said hey how it's hanging guy
bumped into his shoulders but he passed with no reaction
damn this motherfucka had a hella of andrew jacksons
i'm a thief or pickpocket give a fuck what you call it
used to call em fat cats.
i just call them wallets getting federal aint just a klepto
master card or visa i'd gladly accept those
sneaky motherfucka with a scam know how to pull it
got a mirror in my pocket but that wont stop no bullets
story just begun but you already know
aint no need to get down shit i'm already low

My footsteps echo in the darkness
my teeth clenched tight like a fist in the cold sharp mist
i look down and i hear my somach growling
step to burger king to attack it like a shaolin
i never pay for shit that i can get by doing dirt
link up to the girl cashier and start to flirt
all up in her face and her breath was like murder
damn the shit i do for a free hamburger
(girl )"well you got my number you gonna call me tonite"
it depends is them burgers attached to a price
"sorry sorry"
im just kidding i'ma call you write you love letters
"it's all good"
thanks for the burgers emm hook me up with a dr pepper.
(girl)thats cool you want some ice
yeah and some fries will be hella nice
(girl) damn my managers coming play it off okay have a nice day
im up outta here anyway
i use peoples before they use me
cos you could get got by an uzi over an oz
thats what an og told me
gots to find someplace warm and cozy to eat the vittles that i just got
came to an underground parking lot
this place is good as any fuck its all good
walked in found a car hopped itself up on a hood
ate my burger threw back my cola
somebody said hey it was a rented pig i thought it was a roller
"want me to call the cops?"
i dont want them to see me
looked down and saw that i was sitting on a lamboughini
it was rollses ferraris and jags by the dozen
a building door opened
damn it was my cousin
getting offa work dressed up no lie
tux cummerband and a blackbow tie
i was like hey
"who is it"
me
"oh whats up man i just quit this company
they hella racist and the pay was too low "
i said arite what was up in there though
"a party with rich motherfuckas i dont know the situation
i know they got cabbage owning corporations
ibm chryslers and shit is what they seeing"
just then a light bulb went off in my head
they be thinking all black folks is resembling
gimme your tux and i'll do some pocket swindling
fit the change in the bathroom and i freeze off my nuts
lets take a short break
while i get into this tux
grunt zipp
alright i'm ready

Fresh dressed like a million bucks
i be the flyiest muthafucka in an afro and a tux
my arm is at a right angle up silver tray in my hand
may i interest you in some caviar mam
my eyes shoots round the room there and here
noticing the diamonds in the chandelier
background barry manilow copacobana
and a strong ass scent of stoagies from havana
what no place where a brother might been
snobby ole ladies drinking champagne with rich white men
allrite then lets begin this
nights like this is good for business
five minutes in the mix noticed several diffrent cliques
talking giggling and shit
well one mother fucka gave me twits
and everbody else jacking it throttling
found out later you know coca cola bottling
talking to a black man who he's confused
we looking hella bourgie
ass all tight and seditty
recognzed him as the mayor of my city
who treats young black man like frank nitty
mr coke said to mr mayor "you know we got a process like ice t's hair
we put up the fund for your election campaign
and oh um waiter can you bring the champagne"
a real estate fronts as opportunities arousing
to make some condos out of low income housing
immediately we need some media heat
to say that gangs run the street and then we bring in the police fleet
harrasing me everbody till they look inebriated
when we bought the land motherfuckas will appreciate it
dont worry about the urban league or jesse jackson
my man that owns marlboros
donated a fat sum
thats when i step back some to contemplate what few know
sat down wrestle with my thoughts like a sumo
aint no one player that could beat this lunancy
aint no hustler on the street could do a whole community
this is how deep shit can get
it reads macaroni on my birth certificate
poontang is my middle name but i cant hang
i'm getting hustled
only knowing half the game
shit how the fuck do i get out of this place.

I'm not sure I got the video equipment for it, but I've thought of using me new mobile (nokia n79), since it does pretty good videos. I'll test it out at some point.

No biggie? Have you seen my playgirl spread again!? Dammit, why did I ever agree to that! Hugh Hefner, you used me!

Edit: It seems like a interesting movie like "what the bleep do we know" and "zeitgeist", but I fear they're gonna use the science of DMT to show a faulty conclusion about spirituality and stuff of that order, like the others.

Exc-pff-use me. I Jus-pfff-t got back f=pppft-rom the denti-thh-st. Mah tongue is numb-fft.

My friends feel it's their appointed duty
They keep trying to tell me all you want to do is use me
But my answer yeah to all that use me stuff
Is I wanna spread the news that if it feels this good getting used
Oh you just keep on using me until you use me up
Until you use me up

My brother sit me right down and he talked to me
He told me that I ought not to let you just walk on me
And I'm sure he meant well yeah but when our talk was through
I said brother if you only knew you'd wish that you were in my shoes
You just keep on using me until you use me up
Until you use me up

Oh sometimes yeah it's true you really do abuse me
You get in a crowd of high class people and then you act real rude to me
But oh baby baby baby baby when you love me I can't get enough
I and I wanna spread the news that if it feels this good getting used
Oh you just keep on using me until you use me up
Until you use me up

Talking about you using me but it all depends on what you do
It ain't too bad the way you're using me
Cause I sure am using you to do the things you do
Ah ha to do the things you do

You and me are the disease and the germs are spreading
use me like listerine, keeping your breath fresher
feel the stroke of your paintbrush, my blank sheet of paper
I’m your book of the month, read the fine print later

we'll invent new four letter words
You are the bitter, I am the sweet
run through the fields, sing with the birds
You are the griddle, I am the meat

I'll turn you on like the electric company
You are the bitter, I am the sweet
flick on the switch and light your pilot light
You are the griddle, I am the meat

You and me are the disease and the germs are spreading
use me like listerine, keeping your breath fresher
feel the stroke of your paintbrush, my blank sheet of paper
I’m your book of the month, read the fine print later

we'll laugh away our golden years
You are the bitter, I am the sweet
we'll line the clouds with silver tears
You are the griddle, I am the meat

You and me are the disease and the germs are spreading
use me like listerine, keeping your breath fresher
feel the stroke of your paintbrush, my blank sheet of paper
I’m your book of the month, read the fine print later

You and me are the disease and the germs are spreading
use me like listerine, keeping your breath fresher
feel the stroke of Your paintbrush, my blank sheet of paper
I’m your book of the month, read the fine print later

You are the bitter, I am the sweet
You are the griddle, I am the meat
You are the trick, I am the treat
You are the circus, I am the freak

You are the bitter, I am the sweet
You are the griddle, I am the meat
You are the trick, I am the treat
You are the circus, I am the freak

i actually cried a bit. man that was fucking awful. the first look she gave him after they break character was "is it really possible that a fellow human being can be such a cunt to me for no reason? i kinda preferred the feeling of being in mortal danger to the feeling of knowing that someone has used me so disgustingly."

I actually PAID to see Vanilla Ice in concert way back. To be fair, I took an amazingly hot chick who used me for tickets. Ahh good times. Information society did open for him so I got to see that "pure energy" song performed live.

Ya used me Skinner! Ya used me!!!

yes... atomic supermen... I could use me some of them!

No - he lives in a small Victorian semi. Masks all over the place - several from his days at Jim Henson's workshop. At one point he was interested in using me as a model - no lies - but I couldn't really face the thought of a 20ft tall replica of my head hanging on the wall of a gallery!