A New Way of Assessment

With all the unemployment these days companies which need people have become creative to how make the process of hiring easier for them. There was a good position posted a couple of nights ago which I decided to apply. Good in a sense that it was only 10 min. from my new place, almost a good pay and right in my ally. I tailored my resume and sent it through, of course, Indeed. I received a message immediately after that asking me to do an assessments! I was so tired that I hardly could keep my eyes open but decided to do it! The first assessment, yes there were two(!), was comprised of a series of simple physics questions. They were not hard but in my situation they were as difficult of doing a hike after 9 hours of hard labour work! Then there were the same number of question, these ones in a sort of logic format and again not hard but needed thinking and focusing. Both I was not able to do very well at the time. I sent the results and we'll see what will happen. I'm not very optimist about it. 
(Photo: To me this is one of the most disturbing pictures that one could see. Unemployed people are lined up to file for benefit in Frankfort, Kentucky)

The Never-ending Troubles of Home Ownership

I had to go to a Staples location the other day to send an Insurance Cancellation form to my bank because when I looked at the status of my mortgage I realized that they have included some $125 as Mortgage Insurance while I had declined it both when I met the damn Mortgage Specialist and when I went for the signing. These little cost add up eventually and at the end of the month you realize that all you worked has gone to different expenses which some could have easily been avoided. For example I had to pay some $5 for this shit, plus the cost of gasoline which if more than $1.05 per litre now and I wish the cost ended just right there. I have so much more until this home could be a comfortable and habitable place:

1- Bed and Mattress: around $1000

2- Computer Desk: A good one costs anything between $250 and $550, at least

3- Main Entrance lock change: Possibly around $80

3- Van for moving the major stuff in: At least $100 plus other charges such as gasoline and taxes

4- Chair and stool: Nearly $80 for both

5- Furnace set up and start up: Could be around $150 unless I go through the damn stupid manual and figure it out, plus asking questions. I will need to print the damn manual first

6- City utilities: Not known yet. It will be water and sewer, I think.

7- City refuse collection: Not known yet. Waste, organics and recyclables

8- Electricity and natural gas: Could be as high as $200 a month

9- Ladder, for home maintenance. It is required: Anything from $250 to $300

10- Washer. At least $600. And I'm not even considering a dryer

(Photo: Home ownership is a dream for many these days in today's world particularly for people who come from overpopulated countries such as India and China. You barely see any Indian as a tenant unless he is single or it is the beginning of his journey in Canada. There was a piece of shit asshole Indian or as it's said here East Indian in one of the companies that I used to work for and he used to come to work on Fri. when almost everyone was off to look for apartment just after 1 month of working. I wish I could break the motherfucker's greedy neck with one kick only!)

The Long Move

I finally moved to the new place but not completely! What I mean is I haven't brought everything in yet! I bought a Bloom from Sleep Country and a chair from Ikea and that's basically the furniture! I have my internet installed and have been using my laptop. I need to get many things including my stuff but it's hard due to the distance and not having many days off and I don't want to take any days because of the nature of the work. It's not so bad so far. The neighbourhood is quiet and there hasn't been many issues yet but the assholes who lived in the place! The jerk and her psychopath bf left me  indicating that they were waiting for something in the mailbox and wanted me to notify them by the number they had left, when I see that. In the meantime it was a cold night when I moved in and I didn't know how the hell to work the damn thermostat. So I called the fucking bitch! She didn't answer and then I sent a number of text messages. No answer again! And then I call again and this time the asshole bf of hers picked up and after yelling at me hung up! 

I bet if I was Caucasian this would have not happened but it's okay. I can't change people. In the meantime we have other type of people here in this society as well. The other day I parked near the house and popped the trunk to get my things out but forgot and went in! I then heard the doorbell rang! It was one of the neighbours who wanted to tell that I had left the trunk open. He introduced himself and we even shook hands. I, of course washed my hands after that. 

(Photo: I brought a set of Esperso cups from the old country more than 18 years ago and never had the chance to use them until today when I enjoyed a hot cup!)

Lazeeza: Good Appearance, Bad Taste

I wanted to have some East Indian food a few days ago and The Chef suggested to go this new little restaurant called Lazeeza in Saddle Ridge area. We went there and similar to most East Indian stores there's an attachment for sweets. There are few things that East Indians cannot live without them. Sugar is one of them and their sweets' ingredients usually have 80% Sugar! There's no other customer and we sit at a brand new set of table. A young girl approaches with two nicely bonded menus. I order Chicken Tandori and Chana Masala and The Chef the same first meal and some other legume meal. The problem started when he ordered a Corona! He, as I've written earlier, totally changes when he drinks alcohol. That was not the only problem though! We waited and waited! No one else came although many went to the sweet section and we still were waiting! 

Then a bad mistake from the restaurant appeared: The girl brought my first meal while The Chef got nothing! We had to wait another 10 minutes for his to come. Then she asks if we wanted the second meal as to brought out as well?! I don't know if this is common in some restaurants or not but I think she wanted to make sure that the meal does not get cold while we are having the first one. What if someone likes to have them together? The portions were big, as it can be seen in the above picture but there was no taste! No taste at all! No salt, no pepper, not hot! I wonder what that was! I then tried the Chana Masala which is basically cooked Chickpea in some East Indian spice but the balance of the spices were wrong! Awful! The Chef, while now under the influence of alcohol(!), was not happy either! We asked the girl to bring salt and I was then able to finish the damn meal while The Chef ordered the second Corona! The consumption of alcohol, immediately, makes him slow! It's like he gets frozen and kills his hunger too! So I had to tell him to eat his food while I helped him by eating some. My bill, after this disastrous experience was around $25 and his was about $38 because he had two Coronas and some bread. I'd never go back again until I find out that they've learned how to cook! I'd rather going to see The King! 

(Photo: The Chicken Tandori with a small bowl of sauce sure looks good but it was awful in taste. For those who don't know Tandor is a long vertical oven that restaurants have on the floor in India and make their meat. The sauce is basically made from Yogurt and some vegetables but even that tasted bad. There was no aroma and saltiness or any other taste for that matter. What a waste!)