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The Asian employee quota has been met for Sherwin-Williams paint stores in the Capital Region district, and I am that quota. I will only feel that my career is on the line when another small-eyed, yellow-skin comes along.
But don't get me wrong: avoiding the title of "stereotypical Asian" is no easy task. Today, for example, something slipped that should not have slipped...

It's a regular practice for stores to request product from other stores, should they be currently out of stock.
Today we receive a call from a store relatively close to my home, which needed four gallons of a specific product. Seeing how it's time for me to go home anyway Being the nice guy that I am, I decide to take the four gallons of paint in my own car and drop it off myself.
As I open the trunk of my car, my coworker talks about regular work related stuff.
"I never knew that's what the company did. I just always assumed he bought it for thinning down some-oh, God, Justin..."
"What?" I look at him, and notice him staring into my trunk. That's when I see it, too:

Amongst the clutter of a jacket, shoes, a snow brush and such, is a single package of instant ramen noodles.

D'oh...