Since I've been done school and nearly every Blockbuster in Toronto shut down (three out of sixteen stayed open; mine wasn't one of them), I've been working at a bicycle repair shop. The owner was a regular at my store. We made the agreement that he'd take me under his wing and show me how to repair bikes and that sort of thing.
And...for the most part, that's worked well. I've screwed up here and there, but so far, I've learned a lot about bikes. I can fix a flat no problem. I know how to grease brake and gear shift cables. The bigger, more complex stuff still goes over my head but I'm learning.
That said...it's a bit trying to work with the guy sometimes. He and the other guy that works there are both major conspiracy nuts. They go on about the banks ruling the world, that 9/11 was staged by the American government, Masionic orders, the Templars, Illuminati, floride in the public water, the whole works.
Don't get me wrong, I actually don't mind listening to the stuff sometimes because even if I don't buy it, it's interesting to listen to or discuss. If it was 100% proven without a shadow of a doubt that the U.S. was behind 9/11? To be perfectly honest, it wouldn't surprise me. I don't even remotely buy into the idea of it, but it wouldn't surprise me.
But day in, day out, that's the vast majority of what I hear about. When someone walks by on the sidewalk with a bottle of water, he starts ranting to them about the floride in the water subduing the public and making them less antsy.
Today - well, admittedly, I was already in kind of a foul mood that I still can't explain - he pulled out his laptop and played this 1-hour lecture about all of this: Saddam Hussein had been actually dead since 1999, the Oklahoma bombing was staged, 9/11 was staged, this person and that person are part of this secret order looking to create a New World Order
Half the time, I was just rolling my eyes, trying to focus on the job. It was grating, especially after having to put up with enough from the boss on my own as it is. And there were so many bloody times I was like, "Oh come on!" to something the lecturer was saying.
But then, the boss stepped out for awhile to test-ride a bike and to grab us all some lunch (conspriacy nut and all, but he can be a nice guy most times). So he missed a good portion of it...and restarted it from the beginning.
I told him I couldn't take it anymore and had to call it a day. I didn't quit because 1) it's still a decent job learning a very handy skill trade and 2) this late in the summer, it'd be hard to find something else, especially after struggling to find anything at all before. So I'll probably still be going back in tomorrow, but I sure as hell let him know how I felt.
I guess to me, this is no different than a very devout Bible-thumper like my aunt who tries to cram their beliefs down your throat. It's fine to discuss once in awhile, but not having it crammed down your throat all the time (sounds like my prom night?
)
And...for the most part, that's worked well. I've screwed up here and there, but so far, I've learned a lot about bikes. I can fix a flat no problem. I know how to grease brake and gear shift cables. The bigger, more complex stuff still goes over my head but I'm learning.
That said...it's a bit trying to work with the guy sometimes. He and the other guy that works there are both major conspiracy nuts. They go on about the banks ruling the world, that 9/11 was staged by the American government, Masionic orders, the Templars, Illuminati, floride in the public water, the whole works.
Don't get me wrong, I actually don't mind listening to the stuff sometimes because even if I don't buy it, it's interesting to listen to or discuss. If it was 100% proven without a shadow of a doubt that the U.S. was behind 9/11? To be perfectly honest, it wouldn't surprise me. I don't even remotely buy into the idea of it, but it wouldn't surprise me.
But day in, day out, that's the vast majority of what I hear about. When someone walks by on the sidewalk with a bottle of water, he starts ranting to them about the floride in the water subduing the public and making them less antsy.
Today - well, admittedly, I was already in kind of a foul mood that I still can't explain - he pulled out his laptop and played this 1-hour lecture about all of this: Saddam Hussein had been actually dead since 1999, the Oklahoma bombing was staged, 9/11 was staged, this person and that person are part of this secret order looking to create a New World Order
Half the time, I was just rolling my eyes, trying to focus on the job. It was grating, especially after having to put up with enough from the boss on my own as it is. And there were so many bloody times I was like, "Oh come on!" to something the lecturer was saying.
But then, the boss stepped out for awhile to test-ride a bike and to grab us all some lunch (conspriacy nut and all, but he can be a nice guy most times). So he missed a good portion of it...and restarted it from the beginning.
I told him I couldn't take it anymore and had to call it a day. I didn't quit because 1) it's still a decent job learning a very handy skill trade and 2) this late in the summer, it'd be hard to find something else, especially after struggling to find anything at all before. So I'll probably still be going back in tomorrow, but I sure as hell let him know how I felt.
I guess to me, this is no different than a very devout Bible-thumper like my aunt who tries to cram their beliefs down your throat. It's fine to discuss once in awhile, but not having it crammed down your throat all the time (sounds like my prom night?
)
