Skip to content


MUNI Perks

While enjoying a meatball sandwich earlier today, I picked up a copy of this week’s SF Weekly, one of the city’s free weekly newspapers. The cover story happened to be on the real reason that MUNI service is so bad: the employment perks that MUNI employees receive. Did you know that these people are entitled to 7 days a year where they can wake up, decide that they don’t feel like working, and go back to sleep without even so much as a call to their supervisor, or anyone for that matter, to say that they’re not going to be at work? Not only that, but they also get 10 days a year where they are able to go into work late — late in this case meaning not the common 30 minutes or an hour or two, but being able to arrive at any time before their shift is over — again, without having to call anyone to say that they’ll be in late.

If that interesting little tidbit isn’t ludicrous enough, just remember that the public transportation workers in this city are the second-highest paid in the country, and get 13 sick days and up to four weeks of vacation per year on top of all those allowable absences. If none of these policies float the typical MUNI driver’s boat, they can always choose the slightly unethical, yet workable options of either cutting their bus runs short or calling in a false breakdown just to get home a little earlier. With all of those perks, you would think that a prompt, professional and efficient citywide public transportation system would result. But yet, we riders of public transportation are still standing idly at bus stops, watching the minutes tick by and planning how we’re going to explain today’s tardiness to our bosses because unfortunately for us, we don’t have the same extra-lenient, union-backed lateness policies as the drivers do, and also unfortunately for us, we’ve used the “I was stuck on MUNI” excuse so may times that its beginning to sound like we’re crying wolf.

The truly shitty part of this whole scenario — aside from all the disgruntled MUNI riders — is that it’s probably never going to change, because if anyone does try to change it, MUNI workers, who are unionized, will simply go on strike and the city will come to a complete standstill. Unions were originally designed to protect the worker from a dangerous work environment, but now it seems that union members use the fact that they are able to go on strike to ensure themselves more and more often-undeserved perks. If unions keep being abused in this way, we’re going to need something to protect the rest of us.

Posted in Muni Chronicles.


Beer, Thai Food and a Good Review

After getting my annual performance review from my manager on Friday, I decided that I needed to celebrate. So, I grabbed Carlos and the two of us headed out to Great Water for a late lunch.

Great Water is a Thai restaurant about 10 minutes from the office which has great food and an exceptional selection of beer. Since we decided to go late in the afternoon, there was no crowd and we were able to grab out usual seats and order up a celebratory round of drinks. The two of us decided to get the ur-bock, an Austrian bock beer which they just put on tap. The ur-bock was a great beer… and since it was served in a 11 oz glass, we would be able to have one and still be able to work normally. In addition, we decided just to get some appetizers in lieu of a full lunch. we started out with the Goong Gaborg, shrimp wrapped in a think spring roll skin and deep fried and an order of Chicken Satay. Since we were still hungry, we ordered up a plate of the pork jerky.

Aah, the pork jerky… my new favorite food. What Nat (the owner&#41 brought us was a large plate of dried pork with chili sauce/sweet sauce on the side. It was exceptional. I wish I could describe it in better detail, but it was fantastic.

Sometimes, a good lunch with some good company is all you need to make you smile the whole weekend long.

Posted in Smirks.


Introducing Sephora

Hallelujah! All my cosmetics shopping problems are over! I have often written of the intimidation of the brightly-lit jungle that is the average department store cosmetics department (complete with swooping and hovering vultures disguised as salespeople!&#41 but today I found a jungle oasis worth braving the downtown crowds for: a store called Sephora, the Niketown of makeup stores. The entire first floor is made up of every perfume known to man, in alphabetical order no less, and the second floor has acres and acres of makeup and makeup accessories. But you haven't heard the best pert yet: it's all out in the open! You can actually touch it, and try it on, and look at it without any salespeople coming over to you at all! Oh, they're there, hovering around the edges of the store, but they are very unobtrusive. Every little aisle has a mirror and a little tray with stuff to put on and take off the makeup and best of all, all of the prices are clearly marked. I tried stuff I've only coveted from afar, and although I'm not a real makeup-loving person, I did like the rose petal-y cheek tint from Benefit and the temporary green and blue haircolor from Urban Decay. I also found out that bright yellowish-green nail polish looks mush cooler in the bottle than it does on my fingernail. All this, and they don't even make you feel inferior if you don't look filthy rich or model-beautiful.

Posted in Smirks.


Archived Observation

Have you ever looked back at your week and realized that nothing extremely interesting happened. I mean, I'm not in a rut by all means, but when I sit down to write up my journal entries, nothing really jumps out and says "Hey! Write about me!"

Part of the problem is that December is a hectic month at work, but since I try not to talk about work stuff on the site, there's not a heck of a lot left to write about. Just in case you wonder why I don't write about work stuff, it's because a number of co-workers read the site… and I don't want to say anything negative about any co-worker on the chance that it would somehow get back to them. Sigh.

Well, this week, the new gym opens up and we have the Belgian Beer Festival on Sunday… so I'm sure that I'll have something interesting to write about. Maybe… hopefully…. probably?

Posted in Observations.


Beer cures all…

Last night, even though we were feeling a bit under the weather, we decided to make a quick trip out to the Toronado for a beer. We got to the bar at 10:15 and ordered up our first round… Janet had a Guinness and I had a Hop Ottin IPA. The bar was full, but not nearly as crowded as it usually is. Even though we couldn’t immediately get a seat at the bar, we were able to sit down next to Tad (the bouncer)… which was more than fine for the first fifteen minutes before out normal seats opened up.

The crowd was relatively docile last night. One beer-geek yuppie chatted up Johnny for about 10 minutes… attempting to impress his girlfriend with all of his beer knowledge. That and a group of yuppies decided to play 1-2-3 CHUG with their four dollar pints of craft beer.

I hate to say that this is all that happened last night, but really it was. We finished our first rounds, then we ordered up a round of Delirium Tremens, a belgian ale which the Toronado just got on draft this week, and by 1am, we were on our way home.

Posted in The Barfly Chronicles.


Sinus Trouble

Last night was uneventful for sure, made even worse by my impending sinus trouble which turned me into a watery-eyed mouth breather who couldn’t taste a damn thing. Since I must have looked like I was crying, what with my puffy, red eyes and all, people kept asking me “Is everything OK?” Luckily, the yuppie quotient was pretty much close to zero.

Posted in The Barfly Chronicles.