So that's what customer service smells like.

This morning on the SkyTrain I couldn't help overhearing a woman complaining about her job. In fact people on the next car probably couldn't help overhearing her. She was clearly speaking for the benefit of her captive audience of trapped commuters. She had the suburban Vancouver area accent - a blend of an American accent picked up from learning English from the television and slow-speaking rural stoner. Just from the sound of her voice you could tell she was fifty pounds overweight and fifteen years out of style. She was regailing us with tales of arguing with customers screwed over by her bank. She clearly took pride in being of no service whatsoever and being an impediment to these annoying customers getting through to waste the valuable time of her superiors. As she stood to leave the train at Stadium station she left her audience with a sulphurous, flatulent souvenir of her presence that lingered until the doors opened again at Main Street station.

Because mySpace picks myAss

I hate navigating through the crapfest that is mySpace and would rather have all my friends showing up in the same place, so I created feeds here for a few blogs:

myspace_artador (Art of Adornment)
myspace_evilyn
myspace_ladyv
myspace_ryan
myspace_voodoo (Voodoo Dolly)
myspacemissrisk (Little Miss Risk)

I'll probably create more as I get around to it. Or you can do it. It's easy:

1. go to the person's mySpace blog


2. click on the RSS link near the top of the page


3. copy the URL


4. go to http://www.livejournal.com/syn/ and paste the URL in the field at the bottom of the page and click the "Add Feed" button


5. give the feed a name (I'd suggest myspace_[whatever])

If you try to add a feed that already exists you'll get the name of the extant feed to add to your friends page.