Really?

The Anthony Weiner scandal is pretty funny if you think about it.

I mean, don't get me wrong, he is an arrogant tool-bag, but how it all went down was rather comical.

High-profile politician. Married. Baby on the way.

Messing around and sending all sorts of pictures of himself on Twitter.

Got caught, it goes public (as if it wasn't going to come out at some point, right?).

Vehemently denied all allegations, played the victim, and cried foul.

Then...

More allegations.

More women.

More photos.

Getting a bit uncomfortable....and overwhelming much.

Ultimately...

He came forward and admitted that he wasn't the victim of some hack-job, it was him.

Really? Really?? Really??? Really?

We never actually thought it was you until you admitted it. So, uh, thanks for the closure.

I was sold on you not being able to say 'with certitude' whether or not the crotch-shot was of you.

But then you come out with this blind-sided admission:

 "I have not been honest with myself, my family, my constituents, my friends and supporters, and the media" and that, "to be clear, the picture was of me, and I sent it." He added that he had been involved in "six inappropriate relationships over the past three years" using Twitter and other media. ^{- NBC}

ewwwwf...

Really? Really?? Really??? Really?

We never would have guessed it.

In related news...

The Anthony Weiner action figure has been made available by HeroBuilders.com

Check it out HERE

I can't say 'with certitude' whether or not Weiner is excited and or pumped about his new package in a box. But all signs indicate that he will erect a plan to profit from this exposure. I mean let's be honest, this prick is cocky. -TWSS


Stay Crotchy San Diego!

Firm Loyalty on Wall Street

There is none.

You're a number.

I'm talking to you, Office Douche. You must understand that your value to your employer is strictly based on whether or not they can get figure out how to get your function done elsewhere - by someone else - for less, regardless of the fact that:

- Your such a company slave that you quiver at the thought of being in the presence of "company brass", in fear that you didn't iron your ugly paisley tie before you left the house.

- Your the only office douche bag who responds to the generic company-wide email distributions with things like "good to know", "helpful, thanks" and "good read".

- You awkwardly introduce yourself to anyone and everyone in a button-down shirt because you are nervous that it might be someone from upper-management that you haven't frightened yet with your dumb grin and sloppy handshake. Well, guess what? The guy you are talking to right now - that's Bart from the Mail Room. He may has on a button-down shirt, but his tie is wrapped around his head and he doesn't have socks on. You loser.

You're trying too hard.

The sooner that you understand this concept of "Zero Loyalty", the sooner you can take your sick days with no remorse, leave early if you must, and be okay with coming in 3 minutes late because you had to stop for a pecan ring from the extra-extra-clean guy in his extra-clean cart out in front of the office.

Do me a favor, go back to your desk and stay there - you Jackass. Don't move, don't speak. Just do your work whilst I sit here and pray that they figure out how to get your function done elsewhere - by someone else - for less.

Your years of service - don't matter.

Office Douche's office doucheness - don't matter.

The dedication and the other intangibles - don't matter.

The fact is, Wall Street is a complex arena that boils down to nothing more than a simple cut-throat numbers game...and the numbers game doesn't take names.

Now get away from my desk before I slam my highlighter-filled mug over your head.

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Well, before I get started on Crushing Reality, I wanted to put up a quick post recognizing the efforts of my parents. They raised four children in a middle-class neighborhood in Brooklyn. Bensonhurst to be exact. They had no problem making any and all sacrifices to ensure that their kids were given a well-lit path to a bright future. With my mother being a stay-at-home mom, a private Catholic education for the four of  us was no easy task, especially considering that we are all four years apart. That meant a hefty High School tuition every year from 1992 straight through to 2007. Just thinking about that is exhausting. But they did it - and without complaints. But the ultimate goal wasn't reached until recently. The youngest of the four, my sister, followed the path just like the rest of us and graduated from college - completing the cycle.

We've come a long way from 1992.

Today, 2011:
Charles (33) is a Sales Engineer.
John (29), I am in Finance - Middle Office Portfolio Solutions.
Joseph (25) is a Client Specialist for a Research Company.
Nicole (21) is off to Graduate School to become a Speech Pathologist.

Now, we're not exactly a family of doctors and lawyers. But, we are all professionals - creating our own paths in our fields of choice. I'm just saying, it must be very gratifying going 4-4.

Thank you both very much for that well-lit path.

On that note - Father's Day is this coming weekend. I don't know what to get him. He likes coffee....a lot.

One of my greatest Father/Son memories:

2009 World Series - Game 6
Wednesday, November 4, 2009, 7:57 p.m. (ET) at Yankee Stadium in The Bronx, New York

2 Tickets.
New Yankee Stadium.
Chilly November evening.

Yankees - out in front in the second inning and never looked back.

It was just a party atmosphere all game long.

2nd Inning: Matsui, 2-run homer.
3rd Inning: Matsui, 2RBI Single.
5th Inning: Teixeira, RBI Single. Matsui 2RBI Double.

THEN...

Believe me when I tell you...seeing Mariano Rivera come out of the bullpen in the 8th inning having a 7-3 lead in the clinching game of the World Series is an indescribable feeling. I mean, IT'S THE CLINCHING GAME OF THE WORLD SERIES!

Enter Sandman.

5 outs later - GLORY!

To say that the stadium was actually rocking would be a injustice and a gross understatement to the celebration that ensued.

Thank you Mariano.

That was one of the greatest days of my life.

I will post pics/vids here at some point.