A Joke to Sanity and Insanity. 2

I liked the other one, so here’s another.

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Me: Okay then, let’s try this one more time…

Sanity: Whatever you say… you should be studying for your midterm though, rather than trying to tell bad jokes.

Me: How do you know it’s going to be a bad joke? That’s kind of rude…

Insanity: Ahahahahaha! I totally got that one, great joke!

Sanity: that wasn’t a joke.

Insanity: Hah! That’s what you think! You just don’t have the mind to understand such sophisticated jokes…

Me: Um…

Sanity: And I know it’s going to be a bad joke. I know all of your jokes. They;re all written down. A joke someone already knows is a bad joke. You likely won’t be able to even finish a short cliche joke without being interrupted by this one. *points to Insanity*

Insanity: Hey! I’m not a bad joke!

Me: Whatever…

Insanity: Tell another joke already! Amuse me, Minion! *points at me*

Sanity sighs.

Me:  Um. Okaaaaay there… how about….

Sanity: Not that one. That one’s particularly bad.

Me: What? What do you know?

Sanity: A lot. Not that one either.

Me: *frustrated* Fine! Knock Knock!

Silence.

Sanity: Seriously?

Me: Yes. Knock. Knock. *raises eyebrows*

Silence.

Me: well?

Sanity sighs.

Sanity: Who’s the–

Insanity clamps hands down on Sanity’s mouth.

Insanity: SHHHHHHHHHHHH! *whispers* They’ll hear you…!

Sanity raises an eyebrow at Insanity.

Insanity: *still whispering* They’re following me. Don’t let them know anyone is home!

Me: But–

Insanity jumps and slaps a hand over my mouth as well.

Insanity: Are you insane!!!! BE QUIET!!!!!!!!! oops. I mean, *Whispers* Be quiet…….!

Sanity: But it’s just a joke, one person says Knock Knock, the other says Who’s there, and–

Insanity: AAH! You let them know that we’re here!!! I’m DOOMED! Flee! FLEE FOR YOUR LIFE! *runs away*

Sanity and I watch as she runs away, and Sanity turns to Me and raises an eyebrow.

Sanity: I told you so.

Me: shut up.

Sanity: couldn’t even finish a simple knock knock joke…

Me: ‘Snot my fault.

Sanity: No, it’s your minds fault.

Me: you’re part of my mind, so that means you’re partly to blame.

Sanity: Hah! Now that is a joke.

Me: …

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Well then, isn’t that refreshing? Anyone have any other jokes to try telling Sanity and Insanity?

A Joke to Sanity and Insanity.

Me: Okay, you’re a bus driver.

Sanity: I don’t have the required license, and I wouldn’t trust her behind the wheel.*looks skeptical*

Insanity: *grins* Ahahaha! Carry on. *Serious look*

Me: whatever. You’re the driver of a bus, and 10 people come on.

Sanity: okaaay…

Insanity: WAIT!

Me: What?

Insanity: *serious* Does the bus have four wheels…?

Me: Um, yes…?

Insanity: …Of cheese?

Sanity writes that down. I think for a moment.

Me: Yes, someone brought on 4 wheels of cheese onto the bus. CONTINUING! At the next stop, 3 people get off, and 7 people get onto the bus.

Sanity: Were there any people on the bus initially? Before the first 10 people came on?

Insanity: Did the person with the cheese get off?

Me: No, no one was on the bus in the beginning, and yes, the person with the cheese left.

Sanity nods.

Insanity: Ah. Continue.

Me: At the next stop, another 3 people get off, and… 13 people get on. At the next stop, 1 person gets off, and 7 people get on, at the next stop, another 2 people get off and 11 people get on, and at the next stop 3 people get off and a crowd of 16 gets on.

Insanity: Wow, popular bus isn’t it? and that’s AFTER the cheese lady gets off… how strange… *Shakes head* What’s the world coming to?

Me: um, okay… I’m going to finish this joke soon… um–

Sanity: Before you continue, please realize that most busses can hold 52 to 56 people at once. The current passenger count is– *checks notebook*–52.

Me: Um, okay?

Sanity: I’m simply making sure you’re keeping count. It’s important you know.

Me: Um… Okay there. It’s just a joke, calm down…  then three people get off, and another two people get on. Now I have one question for you.

Sanity waits patiently, while Insanity tries to peek at Sanity’s notebook for the answer.

Me: What colour is the Bus Drivers eyes?

Sanity blinks. Insanity is still trying to look at her notebook. Sanity thinks for a while. Finally:

Sanity: …Blue.

Insanity: What??? How could you know that???!?! *outraged* EEEEHNN! Wrong! *Insanity starts to count her fingers silently, lips moving*

Me: um, actually Sanity got the joke, you see I said–

Insanity: HAH! No, it’s a trick question! Trying to fool me like that, what do you take me for? Do you think I’m crazy or something?

Sanity: Yes.

Me: How do you figure that?

Sanity turns to a new page in her notebook and raises a pen, ready for the answer.

Insanity: Well how are we supposed to know what kind of pen the bus driver writes with? Hmm?

Me: what?

Sanity: What do writing utensils have to do with the question?

Insanity shoves a hand down the front of her shirt, rummages for a moment, and pulls out a handful of pens held together by an elastic band.

Insanity: Look, I use red pens for my ‘a’s and a green pen for my ‘u’s and this pretty orange one for my ‘x’s, but how am I supposed to know what colour to use for the ‘i’s? Hmm? That changes CONSTANTLY!

Me: what?

Sanity takes a deep breath after she finishes writing.

Sanity: When she said eyes, she meant eyes like what you use to look at things, mot ‘I’s like written letters. The joke is to make you forget that she said that YOU were the bus driver, and that you know your own eye colour.

Me: What?

Insanity blinks at Sanity before giving Me a strange look.

Insanity: Well how the hell would you expect anyone to figure THAT out?

Me: O_O…

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As you can see, sometimes I can’t keep up with either my Sane or Insane sides…

I haven’t written about these two for a while, thought I’d remind you all of them.

Also, I’ve figured out that there aren’t only two rooms in my head, there are three. One side for Sanity, the other for Insanity, and one in the middle as neutral (Me) territory. That way Insanity and Sanity don’t have to invade each others turfs, and therefore affect each other… No, they leave all that to me.

*sigh*

Good luck to all Nano-ers, and as an experienced Nano-er, listen to your Insane sides and let them loose on the page, but let your Sane sides help keep you from putting off working on it or from making a detour from your plan of having this character or that character introduced or killed off. (Insanity likes killing off characters, especially the ones you have due to necessity rather than like)

Also let Sanity into your life to tell you what time you should go to bed. Sanity is regularly poking me and telling me that if I want to get at least 7 hours of sleep, I should go to bed NOW. You won’t always listen (especially in November), but sleep is good and a great way to let your mind wander around Sanity and Insanity’s rooms without getting scared back to your own room. I’m not participating this year as I’m being… *sigh* RESPONSIBLE and dealing with school work over writing. Fanfiction.net followers know of what I am doing to replace that. Check out It’s Green on my profile, same username on ffn.net to see my replacement.

Everyone Wish a GOOD LUCK to Lexy0387 this year in her quest for NaNoWriMo dominance, and suggest things to buy Gwynn to distract him that WON’T be bitten in half and swallowed within the first 5 minutes 😀

Ciao

Job vs. Graduation Day…

Job vs. Graduation Day…

Hey guys, so this is something that I’ve been meaning to write about for a while, but never actually got around to. But, I figured that it’d be good to get this over with BEFORE I actually head out…

My school seems to get everything done a bit earlier than a couple of my friends from other parts of Ontario.

I have already had Prom (May 26, which was really fun btw, and I will possibly post pics, but maybe not), and they have theirs on varying dates between June 10th and June 26th.

My Graduation date is on June 28th.

I don’t actually know when their grad day is, but I’m assuming it’s after Prom… unless other schools have their prom after grad…

Does anyone know this?

Bah…

Back to this.

I happen to have (at the moment) about 5 more days of actual school left , then Exams (or Exam for me, since Art has no real exams and I only have English this semester… SCORE FOR ME!), then I get to go to my job up at GrundyLake…

Oh, I didn’t mention that?

Yes, I GOT A JOB.

XD

Geeze.

But wait, some of you may be wondering about a slight jump in the course of events.

You may be wondering about why I even mentioned the early-ness of my school and their planning of things too…

You may even be wondering what, exactly, I jumped, since I’m just so smooth in my writing that you had to scroll up to figure out what exactly I missed…

Well, Yes, in a way I jumped something, I mentioned the early-ness because I wish it was earlier, and if you had scrolled up and actually checked out the title of this, then you already know what I jumped, and if I was actually that great of a smooth writer I wouldn’t be writing this during my second period spare while avoiding looking over an English assignment that I’m handing in tomorrow. (note; already handed it in)

Well, I’m not going to Graduation Day.

See? Smoothness…

Nope, I’m not going to graduation, because it directly interferes with my job…

See, graduation is, as I said before, on June 28th.

Lack of graduation ceremony surprisingly isn't that big of a loss...

My first official day of work at GrundyLakeprovincial Park is on the 28th.

Training is the day before that, and I’m driving the 4 hours to get there the day before that.

Sux.

But, it’s a choice between a $10+/hr wage for 2 months, and $100 to go to a boring Graduation ceremony.

Though many of you are probably frowning a bit and thinking that Graduation Day is an important day in my life, and that I don’t necessarily KNOW that the ceremony will be boring… well, I have two older sisters. (Lexy and Emma/Peanut)

Both of them went to my school (hah, nearly wrote the name there XD Almost fail).

Both of them graduated (yay for them).

I ha to go to both of their graduation ceremonies (…).

I had to listen with growing numbness as their principles (also my current principle) droned with ‘um’s, ‘and/the/other-word-like-this eh’s in between the same speech.

I’m pretty certain that I’m not going to be missing out too much on a special experience… in about 4 or so years I’m going to be graduating again.

I’ll get the experience then, okay?

*sigh* sorry if this sounds a bit antagonizing, but I’ve been hearing people offer possible solutions for the past month (like May, not June, since it’s the 2nd :D) on how, exactly I could get to work and go to grad…

Too much…

It’s kind of bringing down the excitement of having a friggin job! I don’t want it to go away!

I signed up for as many jobs with the provincial parks as possible, with the hope of possibly getting a job with some park that has staff housing (so that I don’t have to rent out some place or something), with the hope of getting some cash for the next year while at Ottawa U (there will be a post on this in the future)…

There is a site that always takes me forever to get to that has all of the MNR (ministry of Natural Resources) jobs currently available, and I sent out modified applications, Cover pages, and resumes, enough that it cost me a little more than $8 to send them…

Ugh, I don’t know which was worse, applications for University or applications for Jobs…

But it was great! Not the application part, but the part where I got an e-mail almost immediately asking to set up a phone-interview on x date at x:xx time! How awesome is that? And then to get another phone interview set up for before that too! Awesome I tell you!

The second place that contacted me HAD contacted me by e-mail too, but not with the time of the interview. So when they did call, asking when I would like to set up an interview, I was out on a driving lesson (yes, it makes sure the insurance goes down, alright?), and had to call them back.

I had thought that they had called about actually having the interview, and thought it was kind of weird that they would just call…

Were they testing me or something? Seeing if I would be waiting by the phone for someone to call me (possibly even for a job)? Weird policy if you ask me…

But no, they were calling to set up the interview date, but I was already pumped and ready for the interview (had my cover letter and resume in front of me so I didn’t forget anything), so I said that I’d be willing to do the interview now if they wanted… you’re okay with doing it right now? Awesome…

So the Lady went to get the papers that she needed to fill out during the interview (remember, she was only calling to confirm when a phone interview would be, not really expecting me to say “sure, how about now?”), and I had a mild freak out when Mom wouldn’t leave the room that I was going to stay in for the interview…

This is the stare of I'm-about-to-tell-you-something-even-though-you're-doing-something-important-because-I-Think-this-is-important-TOO! (also I haz Hamburger behind where you're sitting) I Do not appreciate it at this time, though it being on a cat's face makes it less bad 😀

What? Why?

Well, how would you feel about your Mom, or Dad for that matter, was going to go with you to your first real interview, and watch you.

And probably make faces when they think you said something you shouldn’t.

And probably try to mouth/stage whisper things too you that they think you’ve forgotten.

Yeah… NO.

Anyway, she asked me some kind of obvious questions, but it’s apparently part of protocol, so I can’t exactly complain.

The Symbol of the Ontario Rangers.. *sniff* god I miss rangers... I MISS YOU GUYS! McCREIGHT'S RULES!

“Are you a Canadian citizen?”           Yes

“Were you born inCanada?”               Yes

“Where do you live?”                             ____,Ontario

Things like that, which she admitted herself was kind of obvious since I did the Rangers Program…

What is that you may ask?

This was not in my job description... kind of sadly... but if it was I'd be the one in the back that's like "STOP THE SPANDEX-EY MADNESS!"

The Ontario Rangers Program is a program (yes…), that, if you live in Ontario (yep…), and are either 16 or 17 the year you sign up, means you will be a ranger (GO GO POWER RANGERS!!!… no) for the summer.

What I mean by 16 or 17 is that if you are turning 17 the year that you are signing up, you will be able to participate.

Both of my sisters have done the program (yeah, if you’re the youngest you don’t really get to do something that’s all around original…), and last summer (well, more like last winter/fall) I signed up for it as well.

The program lets you have experience in acting as a park ranger.

If you’ve been camping before, and even if you haven’t, they’re the people who clean up your fire pits, clear the trails and keep them from becoming overgrown, the ones who plant trees, the ones who show you to your camp site, all that great stuff.

Ranger Smith gets the cool job of playing with bears... we just learned Bear Safety...

A good example would be the ranger guy from the Yogi Bear series…

We didn’t have to wear the hats though…

We did a variety of things every week;

Clearing trails, painting railings, painting our bunk house, planting trees at a water cleaning plant, checking water levels and temperatures at a variety of different lakes, and a cool time looking for (and documenting) Peregrine Falcon Nesting sites…

Did you know that when you’re looking for places where birds are nesting, you don’t look for their nests so much as for huge, upside down triangles of white that show up below them?

Yeah…

If you’re from south Ontario they send you north, if you’re northern they send you south, and it’s for residents of Ontario.

So the question about where I live and whatnot was a bit silly.

But yeah, had the interview with the Lady, was reiterating a LOT about what I did in Rangers, used a lot of what I already had on my Resume (which was right in front of me), answered some questions about what I’m like in a group…

NOTE!: Please recognize that in any interview, instead of harping on and on about things that YOU have done, talk about what you accomplished in and with your group. You will likely be working with a whole slew of other people (and not just in a park program either), and if you go on and on and on about how great at everything YOU are, and don’t mention anything that even hints at being able to work in a group, you will be less likely to get the job. The Lady asked me if I prefer working in a group or alone, and I answered “I like working in a group. I feel like we can get a lot more done, more efficiently, when working in a group.” She said that that was good because I’d be working primarily in groups.

We finished up the interview, and she said that she’d get back to me at a later date about whether or not I’d get the job.

The next day (two days before the first people to get in contact with me had set the phone interview for) the Lady called me back and asked me if I would be willing to accept a job at Grundy Lake Provincial Park.

O_O

I was quiet for a while, and Mom (who was right in front of me), asked me what was wrong. She looked really concerned, actually…

Lady: “Hello? Do you want to think about it first?”

Me: “No! I mean—Yes I would like to work at Grundy!”

There was like a moment of silence in my house’s kitchen, and then low murmurs of congratulations (because we don’t want the

Me, with phone covered by hand... I wonder why Mom looked worried...

employer to think that we’re impolite and take away the job, now do we?), and that was that.

I e-mailed the 1st people to contact me, and told them that I’d accepted a job already because it was closer than their park was, and Thank you for considering my application.

Yesterday I got another call for an interview, from a place that has Viking drawings, near Peterborough (can’t remember the place’s name right now… FAIL)… PETROGLYPHS! That’s it! BWAHAHA!

I called the number they left and left them a message saying a polite “thanks, but I already accepted a job”… did I mention though that this is a place that was even more interested when my mom (who was, for some reason talking to them again the morning after I left the denial message… guess they called again?) mentioned that I was going to be going to UoO for Fine Arts, and has actually encouraged me to resubmit my resume next year and then call the same number that they already gave to get the job.

HOW AWESOME IS THAT!!???!!

Fun times with jobs, especially ones that will be good for my wanting to be paid to go camping bits, as well as my wanting to have a job that relates even distantly to my major bits.

FUN!!!!!

But still, all of those places that I signed up for will probably call or e-mail to say yea (and when would you like to have an interview—which I will have to decline) or nay (which would make me sad regardless of the fact that I already have a job)…

Again, fun…

Ciao for now!

~Doodled93~

P.S. I didn’t add any links to anything, just went with the suggested links to add… have fun with them 😀