CFIA

CFIA is responsible for safety of food in Canada. But what I’ve seen so far in them is really disappointing! I guess here in Canada we probably each more shit compare to what we used to, back to the country I was born in, most of the time! People had told me that the CFIA inspectors I used to see back in the company I used to work for, had been simply chosen from the regular labourers of the plant or other jobs with no educational background! I remember once someone pointed at one of them and said that she used to work as a security guard for the plant! They undoubtedly hired her because no educated person is goin’ to work in a shity place like that and also because she was Caucasian! That’s why we’ve faced major problems in beef industry in last few years. The industry solely lost almost $2 billion in last case of mad caw disease. I have already written about that. Those idiots test only 1 out of 3000 cows! God knows how these shit, we eat every day, will affect our future life or decrease our life expectancy! But it’s not that there’s no legislature, bylaw or whatever you call. It’s just they are not tough enough on it, I believe. Yesterday I learnt something very interesting from my new colleague. As I work for maintenance department, I was told that CFIA audits maintenance department regularly to make sure that machines and apparatuses are being used in production area, don’t cause any cross-contamination. For example if there’s a rust, leak, damage or anything else like that, first CFIA inspector notifies the floor supervisor or whoever is in charge and then in his office audit, he checks the documents and schedules, preventive maintenance requests and so on to make sure the said non-conformity is being corrected. Follow up actions are taken to make sure that the non-conformity finally is removed completely and a preventive action is in place in case of need. As you see the regulation is there and is very well defined and established but is that really in effect? I don’t believe so. Let me give you another example: There’s an Afghan guy whom have been known by me more than 3 years and a half. That bastard used to live in former Soviet Union for years but he’s still the same asshole Afghan guy like all of them! I mean he’s a good guy in a way but what the fuck do you really expect from an uneducated Afghan guy who used to be a shepherd until age of 18, then was called to join Afghan Army and fought against motherfucker animals worse than him (!), the Mujaheddin or holy warriors (Amazingly supported and supplied by Americans!) and then was sent to former Soviet Union, out of pure luck, to study history?! Gholam, now a married guy with a recently born son, (He’s got married to a very pretty Afghan girl! But a moron like him, obviously) used to work for a Chicago Deep Dish Pizza for a while. You have no idea how filthy that pizza shop was! Just imagine that once I was in the kitchen where the dough is made, and I saw kind of a water pipe in the middle of the room! And also try to picture a pizza shop which is ran by a Pakistani guy, considering there’s no creature filthier and dirtier than a Pakistani in the whole galaxy, and the pizzas made by an former Afghan shepherd/soldier! who’s gonna eat that shit? Many people! That’s actually a very good business here in Canada and I've already mentioned that. So where in the hell is the fucking CFIA? Probably having affair behind the close doors!
(Photo: T-bone steak is prob. the most delicious red meat you get in the whole world and the best comes from Alberta but the industry suffered a lot in last few years. Who should be taken accountable for that?)

When The Things Get Tough, The Tough Gets Goin’

I started a new job today. It’s a position as kind of maintenance coordinator and basically what I do is I work with maintenance guys on a daily basis to order the parts they need. There’s an Indian lady holding this position now and she’ll be going for her maternity leave soon and I’ll replace her for a period of one year. It’s a salary based job and I work on my on pace and don’t have to clock in and out which is very good. Besides it’s in the city and close to the Downtown, Talisman, Safeway, McDonald’s, etc. The pay is not so good but the benefits are noticeable and I have lots of free time to study, work out and do whatever I want. It’s good for the period of time I mentioned. But I’m goin’ to be focused on APEGGA and the Navy. I went through the information I was given by an officer in the recruiting office. Joining Navy would be a challenging and tough job. I don’t think I’ll be able to marry someone if I join the Navy. But what’s the difference? I’m single anyway! Why would I give up such a good opportunity just for someone who doesn’t really appreciate? I mean the girls from where I was born, all they care about is money and doesn’t matter who they’re really spend they life with! It’s clear crystal to me that they don’t like living in a small town on Pacific or Atlantic Ocean. Most women don’t! The sailor is usu. away from his or her family for months and even when he’s not touring, he’d be in the office, performing assigned duties. (I, at first, thought that it’s sort of rotation job. When you’re on the ship, you’re working and when you’re on shore, you’ll be off but that’s not it!) There are medical and physical tests and interviews that must be attended and passed but I’m gonna get myself ready for all. I’ve already started in a way actually.

Stupid Tamil Tigers

As I said it before Canada is the biggest rubbish deposit in the world. Everyone who gets kicked from his homeland, flees to this part of the world. The reason could be anything: from manslaughter, fraud and war crime to anything else that you are able to imagine. Amongst the people you might face here are Tamils, a minority inhibitors of Sri Lanka. Tamil Tigers have been fighting for independence of the north part of the island for years. It’s said that Pakistan supplies them. I’m not surprised. You can expect everything form Pakistanis. If there’s one creature in the entire universe that I hate the most, that’s a Pakistani, first and then an Arab. Look what they did to Afghanistan, Iran, Canada and the whole world, actually by establishment of Taliban. And if you knew how Pakistan came to existence, you'd be amazed! I might write about that shit later.
Anyway a few Tamils here in Canada or specifically in Toronto, where is called the most multicultural or cosmopolitan city, tried to aid their compatriots. One of them contacted a company in B. C. for buying night vision goggles! When he was asked why he needed them for he replied that he wanted them for a school project! The stupid Tamil guy thought those guys are so desperate for his fucking money or he was talking to grade 2 kids. The company men were suspicious and reported on him. An aid network of Tamil Tigers in North America was blasted out immediately after that. A few guys were arrested and funds were seized.
(Photo: A trainer hoists their flag in a Tamil Tigers' civilian training camp in Sri Lanka)

I'm A Butterfly!

Today I was entitled with the second nickname of mine since I came to Canada! This is also the second title I received this week, after Canadian Citizen which I explained the whole story of it in previous post. And guess what it is? Butterfly! I really like that and I think that fits me very well. That’s what exclusively expresses my personality in a way. Here’s how it was given to me: I was talking to a very pretty Filipino girl who’s been recently hired (She’s married!) and then left her after a few min. and went to Magi, a Canadian girl whom have been known for years just to have a short chat and say kind of goodbye to her. Then when I went back to the Filipino gal again, whom has been entitled Tiger Woman by me, because of the sexy stretch tiger texture pants she wears sometimes, and she said: “You’re a butterfly!” I, first, didn’t notice what she meant. Like a dumb ass! Then realized what it is about after she gave me a little explanation! That's true. I jump from this girl to that girl without really tasting the goodness of each! And that’s not something new. I’ve been like this since the first years of the school, when I really started liking different girls in Polytechnic. I saw many girls but not even one last long. Same stupid story here in Canada as well. God knows how many nice, pretty, lovely girls were available and willing. But I always acted like an idiot. Last Fri. I was gonna talk to Kaajal, the girl I liked right after she started her job in the company, I talked to her several times and asked her out 2 times (But we never really went!) but she was on leave. I guess that’s too late. She must have a bf now. She’s one of the most beautiful, nicest, loveliest and kindest girls I’ve ever seen. But damn me! I did nothing! Zip! I even found a nickname for her: Jewel of Cargill. But never had the chance to tell her that. Yes. I’m a butterfly and that’s why I’m still single!
(Photo: It's simply me! I'm as nice as a butterfly and always go to beautiful tiny flowers!)

Oath of Citizenship Ceremony

I attended my Oath ceremony today in the morning, something that I was waiting for since my first year of immigration. Well may be not that early but I was looking forward to the date I affirm as a Canadian citizen. I was supposed to be there at 08:30 AM and I left at about 07:50, I guess and God! … that was almost rush hour. And as I haven’t had my breakfast, I stopped at a McDonald’s to grab something to eat. There were only two people before me but God damn! there was an old Oriental woman taking orders and she was so slow like a turtle! I looked at my wrist watch: Almost 08:00 AM! So I immediately left and drove to 5th A St. and 19th Ave. SW while my destination Harry Hays building is located at 1st St. and 4th Ave. SE! So I started walking very fast toward the building and when I was there it was almost 08:29! I saw a line. We stayed in the line and after the documents were checked, we were let in a hall and remained sited until a judge, a very pretty, blond, tall, young lady came in. She was not actually the judge that we had to make our Oath in front of her. She was kind of assistant to the judge. She explained how the ceremony will be held. And then the judge came in, accompanied by an RCMP officer and we all rose. As soon as I looked at her I said: Oh my God! That’s the old lady I saw on the wheelchair when I was in the line! She was a very old lady, probably in her late 60's or early 70's, was walking with difficulty but had very clear and strong voice. As always you see stupid, animal, motherfucker, pieces of craps everywhere and that place was not clear from those moron, pieces of shit, there were a young boy and girl in front row who were kissing and caressing each other. I hardly controlled myself to do nothing toward those motherfucker, animal, stinky pieces of crap who were mistaken the court with her fucking bedroom! I just wanted to smash the fucking boy's head. That would have been so pleasing but I couldn't!
Anyway the old judge rose and we did so all and she asked us to repeat the oath of citizenship in French first! That was sort of stupid and ridiculous because I don’t know French and I’m sure most of the people didn’t know! But she asked us to repeat after her like parrots! Then she read that in English and I and everybody else repeated after her while we had our right hands raised. That was not so bad.
The assistant lady judge named every one individually or with his or her family, then and handed us our certificate of citizenship. I was a little excited at that moment. I went toward the old lady judge, who were sitting, grabbed my paper, shook hand with her and then with the officer, this one firmly, and went back to my seat. We then all rose and sang the national anthem, O’ Canada! I was a little ashamed at that time ‘cause I didn’t know the whole lyrics! But the stupid thing about the anthem is it’s partially French! So what if someone doesn’t know that language!?
That was almost it and we left all after that. Many people had cameras and video cameras with them but I didn’t have anything on me. Most of them were there with families or friends and when they were shaking hands with the judge or the RCMP officer, a picture was taken. But I didn’t have anybody to accompany me, so I don’t have any photos of that memorable moment. I regret that now. But honestly I believe in my citizenship oath and I do what I affirmed to do. The following is part of it and this is the most important part to me and this is something that I’ve been stuck to, from may be 2 years after I came to Canada and got myself together:
… I will faithfully observe the laws of Canada and fulfill my duties as a Canadian citizen.

(Photo: Unfortunately I didn't have anybody with me to take a photo of the beautiful ceremony so I rather to use this photo of two aboriginal RCMP officers among another people which I took in Stampede last summer)

Staff Shortage

I went to the McDonald’s nearby yesterday afternoon to get a cup of coffee and the lobby was closed! There was a note on the door indicating that the closure is due to staff shortage! You could only get food from drive thru. Same thing in the Burger King next door. They used to run the business from 08:00 AM to 11:00 PM. Now it’s only till 05:00 PM and food is served just if you order it in drive thru!
When I was at D. H.’s in the evening he told me Subway, McDonald’s and food businesses like that pay $18 to $25 per hour to the employees up in Fort McMurray. So people who work here, rather working up there and make big bucks! Fort McMurray is the base for all Oil Sand projects in Alberta and attracting thousands of people from all around the world and Canada. He said that I have to start a business soon up there. He said that a Pizza business makes lots of money in a short time or I should try any other thing in that booming town. I even can work on a rig, he said. But I’m not sure if I wanna do that. I’ll drive up there to give it a check though. Fort McMurray is 3 hours up north Edmonton. So it’ll be more than 6 hours drive from Calgary.