Rant: Haven't checked in here in a while. Got some reading to do during lunch today. Rave: It's because I've been busy as shit with this company. It's really taking off, word is spreading like crazy, and we're having our biggest week to date this week. I'm psyched. Rant: Two of our guys got hurt yesterday in a boating accident. One tweaked his back, but is getting around ok. The other dislocated his shoulder and will be out of commission for a few days--if not longer. There's still a lot of work to be done this week, so I'm going to fill in for the guy with the fucked shoulder tomorrow morning. Guess we'll see what kind of waterman I am. If this is my only post between now and the weekend, Happy Holidays to all you guys. Have fun and be safe.
Rant - Fuck me sideways. Lazy fucking PA's that check their facebook status all day while shafting me with the shittiest patients stuck me of course with an "easy" patient. Oh really? You mean the guy who was in prison previously and has a history of diversion with cocaine and heroine? Oh AND he has heart failure? Yay! Thanks guys. Now let me just dig through all his records since you forgot to tell me anything about him... oh what's this? A clinic note saying he used Cocaine 2 days prior? Well guess who's getting a drug screen and failing it and then I have to go explain to the dick surgeon that his case isn't happening. I hope all the PA's get herpes of the distal digits so that logging into facebook later is way more uncomfortable during flare ups.
Rant: A small plane crashed on a highway this morning about a mile from my house. Nobody seems to know what happened yet, but all 5 people on board were killed, including two kids. Really sad stuff. (Selfish) Rant: Getting home tonight is going to be an absolute nightmare.
Rant: Trying to get AT&T to install Uverse at my new place is a nightmare. They scheduled the wrong date the first time and flat out lied to me the second. Supposedly a week later, they will be here tomorrow, but I'm not going to hold my breath. Their customer retention department will be getting a call from me later this week. Rave: A buddy of mine reminded me that I have a Wimax 4G card in my work laptop and let me activate it on his account. Rave: Clear 4G service is fast enough to stream Hulu and Netflix. I have watched the first two seasons of The A-Team in the last couple of days on Hulu. Rave: After a fairly stressful week last week, I really don't have anything to complain about except the cable install. It sucks, but if that's the worst thing I have to deal with, I feel I am pretty lucky.
Rave: I had my family Christmas this morning and got a few necessary hiking and camping supplies. Rave: I've started to dress nicer as of late, like more button down shirts, and Jos. A Bank had a buy one, get two free everything in the store sale. Definitely hit that up. Rave: I am now a prestigious member of the Costco cult.
Rave: First time getting straight A's my entire academic career, elementary school onwards. Rave: Opens up scholarships that can pay a solid chunk of my tuition. Also now eligible for a program that gives college credit and money for teaching english in Korea. Rave: So this is what fulfillment feels like. Rave: Thanks for the outlet to stroke my ego without feeling like a douche.
RAVE: Finished work, 2:30 in the afternoon. Who wants to drink with me while I put off packing my bag until an hour before the taxi gets here to take me to the airport?
Rave: Met with the site supervisor this morning for my internship next semester. We had a very nice conversation about a permanent position after commencement in May. As long as I don't commit a colossal fuck up during the internship, I should walk straight into a job. Awesome. Rave: Met with the professor who is overseeing my independent study (elective and last course) next semester. He's in the process of writing the third edition of one of his textbooks which is in an area of particular interest to me in my field, so he asked me if I wanted to help him update and edit the material. How freakin' cool is that?!
Rave: I had my annual review (after 4 months with the company) with my boss today and after extending my sales streak to 8 for the month earlier this morning (I am on fire), it was pretty short and very positive. Rave: Absolutely crushing already tall goals feels damn good. Rave: Fast new internet/phone lines in the office! I have a shiny new phone to call with and don't even need to touch it 'cause I can use my computer to call now! Woohoo! Rant: I'm that excited about the phone in my cubicle.
RANT: Fuck Light Rail. I have to deal with it every day on the way to work, at lunch time and especially when I get off work. Here is the typical run down when I'm trying to make a left (as shown by the red arrow) when I'm leaving work; Pull up to the light, wait for it to turn green. Just when its about to change; DING DING DING the light rail arms come down. (Wait for it to pull into the station that's right there.) Arms go back up. Sweet, now its my turn. Wrong, the main street gets the green first. That's cool, I'm just wait for the green. Waiting. Waiting. DING DING DING arms come down the the LR going the other direction. Wait some more. Arms go back up. Alright, now its my turn. Wrong again. The main street gets the green again. Wait, wait, wait and finally get my fucking green light. In all, it takes about 6-7 minutes which doesn't sound like much, but when you're just sitting in your car trying to get home, it seems like its forever. Plus, I usually hit it 4 times a week. Damn near 1/2 hour of my week sitting in my car waiting for poor people.
Both spoilered for emo shit and horrid-ness. Spoiler RANT: Yesterday I had put someone on unsupervised probation. Why is that a rant? He was convicted of beating his dog to death. Told me he was remorseful and thought about it daily, but I still wanted to reach across my desk and beat his ass. Then, when I was telling my PO friend in a neighboring county about this, he said "Isn't someone in your local jail just on the news for hanging a dog to death outside his house?" Yeah. I shouldn't have Googled that. I was ready to walk into the jail, greet the jailers I know and ask "Can y'all turn around while I play Karmic Retribution with that fucking sadistic fuck?" RANT: My best friend in NJ has a Christmas party every year. I'm not invited this year. Ex-Mr. Pink is. Her reasoning? "He said he can't see you. It's the only time he gets to see all of us. We didn't want to ruin the night for him, because you know all he'll do is stand in a corner and mope, which yes, I know he'll do anyway, but it'll be worse if you're there. I wish I could've invited you because you're a lot more fun, but when you're the strong one, the weaker one gets the advantages. When he leaves, you're more than welcome to come." In a way, I understand. In another way, I want to call my ex and tell him to put his fucking big boy underwear on, there will be 30 people at the party, I will be coming alone and he can deal with seeing me for all of an hour. FUCK.
I have interwebs again. All is better in the world. And to respond to a rep point: The installers are awesome, they always bend over backwards to get things done. The assholes in the call centers that schedule things can eat a dick though. I can deal with delays, but I was flat out lied to at least once.
Rave: Finished travelling for the day and now have my first beer in hand. Many more to come. RANT: Stupid fucking lazy fat ass moles who take up emergency exit seats and then cause fucking problems. " Oh. you're big, you'll have to open the exit door if we have a crash." No I fucking won't the idea is everyone in the row has to be able to open it. The flight attendant asked her if she was up to it and she says no then they say they can move her, "Oh alright, I can do it. I'm not moving seat." Dumb stupid fat slut. Kept fucking bumping me while I was trying to sleep too. I hope her cankles fucking rot and she falls over.
RANT: I got early Christmas presents this year. Two government audit notices and a due date for appeal submissions - all due the second week of January. Merry Christmas. Fa la la la la... la la.. fuck off.
Rant: Got fired this morning. I had my 3 month assessment this morning. I knew because of the last couple of weeks it wasn't going to be amazing but from the moment I entered the office, I knew where the conversation was going. All things considered it was relatively painless, though its only just starting to sink in. Rave:One of my exes who I'm still good friends with was back in town last night so went out with her and her friend for a couple of drinks. Ended up staying out till 4am and fucking my ex.. Yet it wasn't awkward. It did mean that this morning I was still drunk and still basking in the post dirty sex glow, so at least it made getting fired relatively bearable. Rave:Got paid today, plus an extra couple of weeks of wages. I can now enjoy Christmas without thinking about a job that I hated. Rave: So far my options are a) find a fucking job as soon as possible. Not so much for the money, but to stave off boredom OR go to India for a few months and chill out there while I figure out what to do next. At least now I've got plenty of time to go to the gym and get disgustingly good again on the guitar
Rant: I've been robbed. For length Spoiler I bought four gift cards to give to the two guys that clean my office, my mail man and the security guard that patrols the complex. Cleaning crew, check. Mail man, check. Haven't seen the security guard yet. I came in yesterday morning, and realized that somebody that has access to my office with a key - cleaning crew or security guard? - had opened a new package of cups. Why? There was an open one on the counter. Why go into the cabinet under the sink? And why did you need a cup? And why did you leave the newly opened package on the counter? Odd. Well, whatever. No big deal, it was just one cup. I have no way of knowing who it was. I don't care if he needed a cup. I just noticed this morning that the remaining gift card was stolen from my office. Fuck. I called the store, and it's been used already. Mother fucker. I'm not sure if I should report it stolen to the police or not. It was only for $20. I've only been in this office for a month and a half, and one of the reasons I moved here was because my other office was broken into 3 times. And, now, either the guard or the cleaning crew fucking robbed me. Fuck.
Rave: Ha motherfucking ha. Busted. Hey, it looks like my extra laptop in the office was used. WTF? Hey, why don't I check out "restore last browsing session"? Oh, twelve Tupac videos? That sorta narrows my field of suspects, dumbass. I'm leaving out a few details for anonymity, but . . . Property management company contacted cleaning service, cleaning service just fired the dumbass, and cleaning service manager is going to return the gift card funds to me. Merry Christmas, you stupid fuck.
Rave: Two more work shifts before Christmas Eve and Christmas Day. 2 PM Christmas Eve until about 2 AM the day after Christmas will be one long party, usually involving giving/receiving gifts, hanging out with family, and drinking copious amounts of alcohol. I only have a couple of things left on my to-do list before Saturday, and it is nothing I can't take care of easily tomorrow. Rave: Everything with student teaching is officially over and I am done. All that is left is to complete my license application, which shouldn't take much more than a few minutes, and then it is time to apply for more jobs and get my first subbing job. Rant: Subbing sucks, as anyone who has ever had a substitute teacher knows, but it will be something to do.
Rave Two weeks off! Rant Still have to study, so I don't really have vacation Rave?/Rant? Back at my parent's place for the next to holidays. Don't know how to feel about it, I somehow always want to immediately leave again when I visit here