Our society puts up with a lot in the name of capitalism: spam emails, TV time outs, Billy Mays and the Sham Wow guy hawking crap during said TV time outs. Need I say more?
For these annoyances, is it unreasonable to expect places of business to be open when I want to frequent them?
Let’s assume the average person works Monday to Friday 9-5 and stores are open until 9. Subtract one hour for dinner and transit time. Take off the last hour as well since nobody likes to be the last person in the store while the employees try to telepathically move you towards the exit door so they can start closing up early.
That leaves two hours per day assuming businesses are open ’till 9. That’s no guarantee either. A lot of places are only open until 6, or 8. Take banks for example. SFU student services and the bookstore are damn near inaccessible to people working 9-5 jobs. Likewise with government services.
All I’m saying is that when I go to try and be a good consumer two hours after work on a weekday, I expect to be able to consume and not run into a closed sign only two hours after leaving work.
I’m not sure why, but no matter how much time I’m given, no matter how much I plan in advance, I always end up stressed for time at the end of the term.
There are really no excuses this time either. I only have two exams to study for. It should be a piece of cake. Granted, I haven’t been paying as much attention to the courses as I should and now have to learn all of the material in a few days, but that’s nothing new. I guess that’s the problem though. I do this every semester.
I saw Wintersleep last week and they put on a great live show. A lot of the songs that came off as mediocre on their album made for excellent jam material on stage. They nailed the uptempo rockers too. I’d definitely see them again.
The atmosphere was somewhat different than the shows I normally go to. The indie crowd is more disposed to swaying gently from side to side than to starting mosh pits. That’s not to say the place didn’t rock when the band played Oblivion but overall, the mood was more subdued. This was a welcome relief because sometimes you actually want to stand close to the stage and enjoy to the music, not practice martial arts with some frenzied moshing punk.
Also, the tour shirts were $20 each. For a relatively popular band, that price is unheard of. Too bad they were all sold out.
I could have sworn I saw that guy from Heroes outside the Commodore before the show. Turns out it actually was him. Check the tweets from April 2.