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March 31, 2006

Oasis Nightclub...What a waste of space

Last night I went to Oasis night club with my Cousin, roommate, and my roommate's friend, Johnny. We have been there a couple of times before and it was fun the first time, kind of lame the second time, and now my cousin and I are so over that he and I will likely not return.

The fact that we wont be going back has nothing to do with the fact that on Thursdays it becomes a lesbian bar, or the fact that our roommate likes going there every week and we want to go someplace new, the real reason is the matter in which an employee of Oasis treated my cousin and I on our last trip up there.

Apparently one of the male cocktail staff came up to my cousin and Johnny and told them that my cousin and I stick out like sour thumbs because we are the only white people in the bar. This comment, taken by itself is not all that bad, however the fact that it was an employee of the bar made both my cousin and I feel unwelcome. After this was said to my cousin left the building and went to wait in the car. I did not find out what was said until later on in the evening. While it is true that my cousin and I were in the minority, there certainly were other white people in the club...

It's really not that big of a deal that we don't feel welcome in this particular nightclub, because there are plenty more like it, and I am sure there are way more that are better than it. The next time I decide that I want to go out and spend $60-$70 at a night club, the owners of Oasis can rest assured that this white boy and his friends will opt for a bar that is not only closer to where we live, but also much more opened minded about its clientele.

(As a side note, you should reconcider the name of your establishment as you have no Wonderwall or Champagne Supernova.)

March 30, 2006

Career Choices

After talking to my uncle tonight I have realized that my job with the flying company, the only one I have that looks promising career wise, it not a good fit. If you are wondering where this is coming from it is because I got an e-mail from my boss on Tuesday that basically said, "you made a mistake, don't let it happen again."

This is one of the many things that I have been blamed for at this job that is not entirely my fault. Sure I will agree I am partially to blame, but so is she.

My Uncle sat there for about 45 minuets tonight, after I made the mistake of telling him, telling me that I need to find a way to add value to the company. My feeling about this is that there is no way that I can add value to this company because I am not given the freedom to do so. Almost everything I do needs to be double checked by my boss; I can barely send out a buisness e-mail without her looking over my sholder. Sure I am new the company and basically to the business world, but still...

Anyway all this is beside the point and so I will not bore you with it. The main point of this entry is the realization I just came to. Some people are supposed to have the shitty jobs so that someone else can make the big the money. This is how capitalism works; there always has to be the haves and the have nots. Some people are simply meant to wait tables, bartend, and possibly one day become a restaurant manager; I guess I am one of thos people...I just wish someone would have told me before my parents and I spent so much money on college.

March 27, 2006

Dan's Day Of Sadness

Last Thursday I had the night off and supposedly all the people living in the house with me had other plans for the evening, so I made some plans of my own. Every once and awhile I like to spend a complete evening alone doing things that are typically done in groups of two or more.

For instance last Thursday the plan was to buy a couple bottles of wine, light the fireplace, curl up in a blanket with some cookie dough ice cream, and watch The Notebook. I decided to plan this evening again because everyone else had plans and I had never seen The Notebook. I kind of always thought I would end up watching it with someone special, but I guess I treated this movie like I treat so many other things. "No one is going to do it for you, so you might as well do it for yourself" (The reason I took french and learned how to play the guitar; both of which where activities that I loved.)

Anyway as it got to be closer to show time, the people I live with started to come home. Only one of them lived up their promise to be gone for the evening. My Uncle and cousin not only ended up staying in, but they also invited themselves into what I was then calling, "Dan's day of sadness." In the end I thought that it really was ok that they wanted to join in because while being alone and watching that movie was the evening I had planed for myself, it is always preferable to be surrounded by those that love you.

The movie was great, as was the ice cream and the two complete bottles of wine. What was not great was the fact that I was slightly upset that they joined me in my evening of solitude, and was thus a little rude. The headache and vomiting in the morning was also something I could have done without.

March 25, 2006

An Apology To An Old Classmate

I recently received some e-mails regarding an old entry on my blog. The entry was purposely placed in order to hurt an old classmate of mine from the U of M. The e-mails were basically requests for me to remove the entry from my blog as it was so hurtful. Some requests were polite and nice, some were not so polite and not so nice.

At first I thought these people were ridiculous to ask me to delete my entries as they reflect who I was at the time and how I was feeling. This is first and foremost my blog, to be created and edited by me; not someone who does not like what I have to say about something or someone. I thought by deleting these entries it is almost as if I am deleting a part of myself and what I believe just to please people that I don't even know. Instantly I thought of the movie V for Vendetta where the citizens of the UK give up their voice and their opinions due to fear of an oppressive government.

After re-reading the entries I wrote about Shannon Mulvany I decided that I should delete them; not because her friends found my blog and asked me to delete them. Not because someone said it was slander and I could be sued (It would be a hard case for both sides to prove). I decided to delete the entries because of what I said in them and the way I delivered my message.

The content of these entries was downright rude and hurtful; I was not proud that I wrote them and I was not proud of the person I obviously was at the time. Placing them online was just as rude as what I said. I should have confronted Shannon with my feelings or simply kept them inside my head.

I would like to take this opportunity to apologize to Shannon Mulvany for publishing the what I wrote. Please be aware that while I did delete these entries it does not change the way I felt about you during that class. This may not be the exact apology you were all hoping for but I do feel the need to remain true to the way I used to feel about you. I have since realized that who you are and what you say does not effect me in anyway; it simply does not matter.

I am truly sorry for the manner in which my message was delivered, my poor choice in words, and whatever emotional stress I may have caused by publishing my feelings for you.

By deleting these entries I am demonstrating that while my first impression of Shannon was that I did not like her I can still respect her as a human being and hope for the best for her.

March 24, 2006

realization

I have come up with the realazaition that I am a nobody. Who the fuck am I to to think badly about other people. I used to think it was somewhat funny, but now I realize that I am a sad sad individual. The things that used to bring me joy are now gone. Who the fuck did I think was to to cast judgement upon others... I realize now that the fact that I am sad and alone is my own fault. I'm sorry for anything I might have said or done in my lifetime that may have caused others any harm in anyway....I am a sad sad induvidual who does not deserve the gift the of life that god has bestowed upon him; goodbye...

March 23, 2006

Boring

I feel bad as I have not updated my blog lately, but there really is not much going on in my life. I have been remaining pretty stagnant since I moved to California. I guess I can update a little about what I have been doing and hope that I have not already said it.

I have two jobs out here in California. The first one being a server at Wood Ranch. It is alright, but I am anticipating the actual start of my promotion to bartender. The other day while I was at work I thought I saw two of the managers talking about me and saying that I would be a good match for either Trainer, Quality Leader, or Manager. Not sure which one of those it was because I was reading lips, but it ending shape of one of those words...then again so does fire...

My other job is as an administrative assistant for the President of ZFX Flying, a theatrical flying effects company. Basically we provide equipment, set up, training, and choreography for shows like Peter Pan, Beauty and the Beast, Wicked, and many many small and large church productions.

I am still looking for full time work as both of these jobs are part time and the fact that I have not found full time work really pisses me off. It makes me feel like I totally wasted the five years I spent in college and that the dept I incured was not worth it. Of course I know its useless to constantly think this way and so I try to remain positive and think that the great jobs will come, but of course like anything it will take some time.

I really wish I had more to say or to update, but my life really is not that interesting at this point. I know for a fact that I would have loads more to talk about if I were still living in MN. I could possibly have a full time job that I could constantly be talking about but the thing I know for sure is that I would have interesting stories about times when I go out with my friends. I would have so many stories that I would have to updated everyday.

BLAAAAHHHHHH I'M BORING
Goodnight!

March 18, 2006

St. Patrick's Rock Star!

Last night was St. Patrick's Day. I had to work, and I had a feeling they were going to put me in the bar area, which was fine by me....I thought that I would make way more money this way; however it was not to be. I made more money than I would have made had I not worked, but it was not a lot. I was kind of frustrated all night as well as my walking and standing space near my tables was seriously depleated because of the amount of people trying to get drinks from the bar.

After work I was thinking about going to a gay bar in Long Beach with some of my fellow co-workers, but decided it was too far to drive and I did not want to risk getting a DUI or something. So I went to Raplh's (the Grocery Store) and bought a six pack of Blue Moon. (Yes they do sell most beer liquors and wine in grocery stores out here...Come to think of it I don't think I have seen one liquor store.)

I also picked up a pack of smokes because I once had a couple of my uncles and I felt bad because he would not let me pay for them. When I got home my cousin was there and we started drinking out Blue Moon in celebration of St. Patrick's day. After out first one we both realised there was not enough beer for us both, so we went back down to the grocery store for more.

As we went down there one of my cousin's friends called and he said that he was going to come over; so I bought an 18 pack of Miller Lite bottles. Long story short, there are no Blue Moon's left and about 3 Miller Lites left...We partied like rock stars. I was willing to stay up for more, but everyone else was ready for bed. I miss partying until 6 am with Katie and laughing about Ryan Cabrerra all night long.

March 14, 2006

Vegas Baby!

I updated my pictures site with the pictures from my trip to Vegas with Katie and Tony. I miss them sooooo much again.

March 12, 2006

IDOT

I am completley a 100% idot loser and fuck up.

For my graduation present I was given a gold ring that used to belong to my grandpa with a diamond in it that was my mom's 10th anniversary diamond from my dad. On Friday night I lost the ring....probably at work....I might as well just fucking die right now.

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