Gradually degenerating into ignorance and complacency.
Tuesday, April 10, 2007
puppy & broom
the puppy found a great playmate ... my neice
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lower case m
"ever since I was a lowercase g"
I'm an "m", however low ... an "m" in training, but an "m" anyway.
I think my interest in making things better -- efficient, might be my niche, my novelty, my why-he's-an-m.
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wars we no longer have
Now, consummers win when there are price wars. I won't discuss here the many wars costing human lives, but rather the lack of prices wars on items, like ...
GAS, milk, soda, food items,
there are "price wars" with fast food, but really -- 90 cent burger is ... really a 90 cent burger, mostly bun and not so tasty
I'd like to see price wars on clothing and kids' shoes, VEHICLES, housing
of all the wars there are, globally, I'd like to see these wars tearing through the nation -- helping the average Jane and Joe with everyday life.
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Patsy
At work, the grunt and monotonous work has the delightful moniker of "bitch work", usually with the specific task following the word "bitch". I was given bitch-work before, but submitted that I prefer the term slut, as opposed to anything else.
I got help last night from a woman assigned "bitch work", which was otherwise rarely-done-hard-to-reach-cleaning-of-internally-cosmetic-concern-only. She came to save my butt, as I stink at a particular realm of world -- in a prep area of specific items, usually labeled "right away". I was quickly overwhelmed. Another woman ran to do anything other than, "bitch work" as she hastily calls it "...fix me a chicken pot pie, bitch!"+ As she defines it, bitch work, more in line with you-is-da-working-ho ... you do dis!
I have had the patsy work before ... do this, mundane but required task. I don't mind the task, but the "Hey, [task] bitch", irks me. You love that work so much, slut. Some things I do like. I hope to find ways to improve the paperwork. Boy, oh, boy is it a mess. I did the company thing of "bending over backwards" for a couple of guys who had a bad situation with their order, but wanted to pay just about nothing for it. You know ... I guess I was never really that crappy of a person about it. If a place did me wrong, I generally didn't go there twice, end of story. I typically didn't raise a stink about it. I guess in the service industry, it is more common that people raise a stink.
In relation to a stink, I related the smell of cooking meat to how it smells to me. Also, there is a guy at work who smokes ragweed or gypsum or something foul smelling ... maybe it's dogwood with banana peels, anyway -- foul and bad. I made some food, but people raised a fuss about it, for to them, it "stank", coming from smokers and people who eat equally foul-smelling meals -- not much of an insult.
+ Breakfast Club
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girl, gold watch, and everything
Well, there was a girl, but no gold watch -- she was late, and everything else.
I had an interview today -- fastest yet to date. I was applying for assistant director, but those positions were/are filled. There are teaching positions, but they pay less well. The woman interviewing me was late. She got pulled over and was given a ticket.
I met her at Starbucks and I had a very weak coffee. Hey, folks! What gives with the weak coffee? I paid, $2.75 and tipped $ .25, but they may have been too much.
I saw that the buinesses in the "well" plaza across from the mall all had bars on their windows. Nice, really looks good. I might offer my services for part-time work there, but I don't always get off the same day for my other job. Hmmm.
I mentioned also that I passed my postal service exam. I don't know if they will call me or what.
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Monday, April 09, 2007
Easter
He has risen, He lives so that you can too.
We had a partial family gettogether, nice, ending early. Although lacking bunny ears, my sister got a new puppy. She was the star of the day.
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My day, in short
I was working and got behind at work and then was overdone. I, well, got spanked!
I got a letter regarding a test. I understand that I passed. Now, if someone would call and ask about a job, then ...
I also contacted another person regarding a job. I have an interview tomorrow.
In all, it was up, down, and all around. I saw of the two women at work who really fascinate me.
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Sunday, April 08, 2007
Watcha want for din din?

We could either have soup or cheese sandwiches.
Well, I don't want to cut the cheese, so I think soup.
Yeah, well, you've done your share of cheese cutting. (The retort was not relevant to the pic above, mind you)
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religion, attacks, profiling
My brother-in-law and I were talking and he mentioned profiling. I concured that, as far I know, I don't think there were Episcapalian Jihadists or Later-Day-Saints Matyrs or even Menonite Revolutionaries that ravaged areas in the name of God. No ... no, indeed I think the larger number of so-named terrorist attacks have been faction or non-declared faction groups of the Islamic religion, Muslims by category. So, when Muslims are targeted, they spout off about proiling. Yes, gee ... I wonder why. How many, to date, Iraqi and Iranian jetliners has the US hijacked? How many has the US shot down with a stinger missiles? How many times has the US launched attacks while standing in groups of citizens or on tops of hospitals?
Hmm ... profiling. Yep, works for me.
In the US, you find some lone white guy in a Black area ... up to no good, well, what one of these things is not like the other? Thanks Sesame Street, I think I got it. The one standing out might be the one I want.
Black neighborhood, liquor store robbed by ... yep, you guessed it, someone who is Black. Is that profiling or is that a reasonable deduction? Man evades police, exceeding speed limit and drives recklessly. He claims racial profiling, but why did he evade police at the start?
Men In Black, wades through line of illegal immigrants and Tommy Lee Jones spits out typical Spanish phrases, but stops at one, large, overly dressed man. He asks questions, but the supsect is unresponsible (Donda es? Si.) Is that racial profiling or good police work?
This isn't denying the sad case of "Driving While Black", but rather that the loudmouths generally overstate their case ... "they got him 'cause he Black". The poor grammar notwithstanding, the suspect might very well have been chosen because he was a reasonable guess given little data. Black male driving common car in area, of average build and no distinguishing marks.
So ... he looks like everyone else, generally. He'll be easy to find (sarcastically expressed). When we find a young Black man meeting "average", don't go ape *@$# on us, okay? If you know more info ... God willing, give more detail. Don't believe strongly that he's XYZ's second cousin and note only ... "some young guy looking average build, height, weight, no marks". If this XYZ's second cousin was out of town -- he's off the reasonable suspect list and the list can therefore be narrowed.
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Notably stripped
Stripper!
Fool!
No thinking involved!
That was me, once, not as happy of an ending for me of course.
+ Jeff gets naked, BBC Coupling
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Cute, expensive, sadly ... poorly timed
My sister has inducted another recruit.Poor little girl ... bad timing sis!
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Giggle loop
It happened at work during a training session. What's the worst that could happen ... [pop] ha ha ... oops, better hide it, lest the giggle loop consume me. I was being trained when it happened. I tried not to have to explain myself. Crud ... it happened again!
Thanks to BBC and Coupling for the wonderful illustration
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differences
"and I want anal, Lois" +
Wipe down, then wipe down, then sterilize ... lots of work, but not wicked.
....
example two:
"Whoa, dude! I'm not telling you not to do that, but you are responsible for this region here", in other words, you won't have time to do all that that
+ Family Guy, referring to how he wants the house, should they ever get rescued
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Paperwork, paper trail:
Okay, at the end of the night you have to walk back and forth between units, printing reports. That's fine. I understand that I'll get/make my own routine. What is odd that no one seems to want to present me a LIST of the reports that I need to print. That would be helpful. If I had a list, then I could write down notes for myself as to where they are and the order needed.
I've also been shown how to review numbers and find errors. The sad bit is, that they don't use the computer to generate reports specific for them, like what they personally want to track. They use the win 95/00 and win 3.1 generated reports and scroll through them to get numbers.
Gentlemen, welcome to Win 95 where you can get reports extracted from data.
Gentlemen, welcome to Win XP/Vista ... where the reports are self-generating and you can enter in data like "Excel" into parallel columns for comparison and contrast.
Gee, Vern ... do ya tink dat's gonna work alright?
I shu-er donda know
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Make the computer work for you ... it is a tool, that's why we have computers ... electronics, sophisticated, adaptable, programmable tools with application that are programmable and adaptable
I'm left with the feeling of: "dummies". You're right, I'm lazy ... I'd rather have "MY DATA" that I want/need one one or two pages, but the neat thing with them thar computers is that you can do that!
I will have to contact some IT guys and find out what the process is for generating specific reports. I'm sure they'd be happy that I'm interested, even if they submit, "you can't do that right now".
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Booked Nights & Weekends
T: OFF
W: 11 - 8
R: 2 -10
F: 5pm - 1:30 am
S: 3 - 10
N: 12 - 8
M: 11 - 5
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Saturday, April 07, 2007
Work hurts
I got spanked again at work last night, this time by a different woman.
It's all in good fun and humor and there is no illicit or sexual foreplay to it. The woman who have done it are, well ... committed in some way to a man, so there isn't a "come chase me" innuendo to this game.
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shoot
So this man fled the Feds and then called, "Just shoot me!"
In a follow up story, 300 officers had target practice today ...
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Dude! These real work quotes are odd!
"Dude, I just woke up. Can I have ..." (11:45 pm)
Man approaches me, "I'm hungry"
"Uh, yeah. One of your drivers just cut me off in traffic."
"Help! I'm trapped (stall was locked) in the girl's bathroom and ... I need toilet paper."
"This happens all the time!" (angrily stated, but yet ... they return)
I won't type the various and many dirty comments people there have made to one another. Thankfully, no one is serious.
"That guy's an %$@#hole!" (remarked about a county officer)
"So, who invited the monster", asked the GM when he saw the mess and remnants of a 'paper war' strewn all over the floor. What a complete and utter mess.
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becoming one with the shaft
There was a guy at work, kid really, who wanted out at his "scheduled" time, but work swing higher so someone had to stay. He was chosen and so, grimly he stayed. He's usually in a good mood, silly like a class clown, but it soured. I'm glad that he finally got to leave. I felt sad for him, vulture-like, trying to hastily get thingsg done to get out ... anything to get out faster.
Perhaps he'll get his wish next time.
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different work moment
A guy at work related, "I know your a techie like all of us" ...
Uh, dude, you're no techie. I'd label him closer to trekkie than to techie. Most of the people who've worked there for a while are "too comfortable" to ever really leave. I think of them as really good euchre players, but they couldn't play poker to save their lives. They are stuck in a microcosm of that place and dare not venture out. They know the critical programs, but I doubt they know much beyond that and typical surfing. The techie-of-sorts knew "router", but the intra workings are hardwired. There's a satelite dish for commnunication and system linking. That, sadly is the slowness of the system.
They are running on a win 2000 computer, including using win 3.1 software for a couple of minor things. My suggestion to the company itself ...
invest now in good material that lasts and it will save you more, but most people don't see the value in buying big-modern. The big-modern are things that are more than you need, but will fit your need down the road in 2-3 years. That's smarter thinking ... working smarter, not harder.
Anyway, I got a chance to look at the money and nightly paperwork. Hmmm, redundancy aside, there is a larger volume of clicks, tweeks, and entering that I could have imagined. As an outsider, I actually have some real suggestions for streamlining the process to make "less" work at the end of the night.
One: kill the zon machine in favor of presently available, but not activated card swipes on the POSs
Two: modify interface to show application numbers or account numbers for separate entries either - or +
I have others, but I'll post 'em later.
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slip slidin' away
On my way home last night: 2:38 according to my car clock, in another county, the roads were very slick from the ice-snow mix. The wind was high, and so my car was a little plastic toy on an ice rink. I had to slow down, as I felt perpetually fishtailing. It was odd, since the roads weren't that bad in "Winter".
I was again reminded of the many things plaguing me:
place closer to work,
outstanding other bills,
get different car,
study for work test,
and more ...
Rest, not sleep but quality rest, is elusive. I did sleep, but had stressful dreams. I will settle down sometime and really rest.
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