I moved my stuff off my shelf at work, thinking it wasn't a big thing and no one would notice -- planning on today being a potentential last day. Well, last night I saw that someone already put crap on that shelf. Huh. I wonder if they know something that I don't. Perhaps I won't have to quit ... maybe I'll be fired for the first time. Now that would be a change! Either way, quitting or fired, it will be interesting for them.
In God's own way ... I'm sure that nothing like that will happen and things will be nothing like I predict, for that is the mystery of the future -- it is unknown.
Gradually degenerating into ignorance and complacency.
Thursday, June 07, 2007
early
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So ... who's blaming who
I don't own the computer and the IT person is not in the building, but rather responsible for six buildings. Meanwhile, I have a class for a few days and do some relevant searching and pop, pop, pop ... porn ads appear. Now, the prosecution states that the teacher visited sites that enabled the ads to come up. I'll throw in my bit here.
1. Any use of the computer and web searching can be researched, therefore the case was started either with credible evidence that she did indeed use the computer for porn searching or ... the police did not do any investigation on this at all
2. Substitute teachers may not bring in software to "fix" computers for union rules state that persons directed to use computers have that exclusive job and right. This includes anti-spyware and anti-virus software.
3. Typical use of sites may lead to any number of ads that are unsavory, such as DATE1, which may include a butt shot of a woman, lifting a G-string with her high heel shoe. This is a "dating service" that matches people seeking people. Now, this is a banner on some sites, so is that porn or just inappropriate advertising?
I'm normally all for hanging perpetrators, especially child molesters, rapists, those who ellicit children, so on, but here I'm on the side of the sub teacher for the news article has described no such cause either through ignorance, neglect, nor intent to expose children to such material. It was a bad call for the prosecution.
In hindsight though ... if these ads kept coming up, then I would have denied access to internet until the spam and ad issue were fixed by the school's IT person(s).
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Shall the Western world stand up and cheer?
Iran cheers anytime there is disaster in the US, be it weather or other calamity. Should the US return the favor and jump up and cheer with joy that Iran might suffer?
Yes, I'm venting. I can still remember Iran cheering with joy on September 11th. I still remember Iran decrying the US attack Iraq and Iran laughing at our defeats, including in Somalia. To Iran ... I don't trust you.
Today a rare winter storm hit Oman and is heading toward Iran.
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standoff
Well, I'm going to work today and meeting with GM. I didn't get my raise. I don't know what he'll say, but I suspect he'll say I'm not yet getting my raise. So, today is either the day they fix my raise or I simply quit.
I've had job offers without mentioning Pizza Hut experience, so I may indeed be okay.
... today is a good day to die
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Wednesday, June 06, 2007
I got a few leads
Well, I still have to patch up my resume', but I have a few leads on jobs. They are per diem teaching -- tutoring. Another one is teaching full time, but that would still allow me hours to tutor after school. I'm thinking I'd like those hours better than those I have no -- and far less BS, but there is no job without some crap with which to deal.
"The sad thing is, I like my boss."+ Da boss-mon dere iz a good un. He treat uz reel nize. We be good workas, ya. Alwayz workin' for de boss-mon. I don't think ending a day with, "tally me banana" would fly well ... especially as I would have to explain it.
+ Fight Club, both the book and the movie. Sadly, in the book, the boss is blown up with a fuel-filled monitor that is sparked and explodes. I have no interest in doing that, nor striking myself repeatedly to get paid to not be there.
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Tuesday, June 05, 2007
More critique about Newsweek
Gee, I wonder if they have some political side, "After Bush: How to Restore America's Place in the World". Also, world population water usage and access to safe water.
Other countries use less water than we do ... really? Do you think the desert regional Africa (generally equatorial non-metro) has water? What schmutts! Other countries don't use flush toilets. Do you suppose, just maybe, that the water usage would go down?
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more interesting than your average
There's a woman at work -- fairly professional despite her position, and I found her looking desperately through the phonebook for a number. "I can't find Slick Kitty. It's a lingerie shop. My friend is a stripper and she needs a black lace lingerie for the audition."
Whoa! Here, the quiet one is worth watching, right? Hey, [her name here], I also understand you have a couple of lesbian friends, right? Sweet, why don't you and all of your wonderfully interesting friends pop by, smoke, drink, and fool around?
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We don't need any consulting dolls
We have people who can walk, talk, and take an order. We don't need any consultant help.
Uh, yes you do. Now, while I'm there, why don't you start moving from using that computer as a paperweight to something like a tool -- which it is. You mean, "square stone"? Yes, neanderthal troglodyte, the rectangular plastic lump with things attached to it like, "stingy squid thing".
You mean you can write whole words on paper, not just single letters? Og never taught that! Og will go home and sleep in cave, dream about it. Might be bad omen -- bad voodoo.
Look, all I'm trying to do is make things better, not restructure the world here ... if you have a knife, use it rather than a hunk of rock or a spoon.
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scene from Glory
An Irish drill sergeant is really tough and drills the Black troops, as really he would any group training to fight. In one scene he is seen harshly showning a new recruit front and back and right (steps hard on his foot) and left.
"How many of you do not know your left ... from your right?"
Ninety percent of the recruits raise their hands. The sergeant takes Christ's name in vain.
How many ladies and girls are pregnant or single moms? Ninety percent of hands go up.
So ... uh ... I have nothing to say that is helpful.
There's a girl at work who's pregnant and has cohabitated with boyfriend for three years. Now, last night she was whining that he was being a [tip of a needle], thinking about kicking her out of the house. I told her that I could be Dr. Ruth and Dr. Phil only when I had time. In the three minutes I spent not hauling butt to do daily paper chasing, I put myself fifteen minutes behind.
I'm hating work more and more. Yes, I'm looking for another job.
I found out that I didn't get my raise. I'm to speak with the GM on Thursday, suredly to have a sit down about ... well, you see blah, blah, blah, not ready ... blah, blah, blah, show this ...
So, I took a test, got more responsibility, but no extra pay. Okay, that is pretty typical, gotta show that you are worth it. Why then did I take the test? I guess so that I could "legitimately" close the store at night, saving an assistant manager from doing it.
Of all the crap that I have to do ... the needless and I mean needless paper-chasing is the most obnoxious. If I could strike out that -- that would save 60-90 minutes easily. Closing would be almost breezy.
The other thing, working with others, is dealing with generalized laziness and stupidty. Gosh, does it matter that this paper that looks much like another be separated from the pack? I mean, I've been working here for years, surely I can go ahead put this new guy behind by being stupid -- continually. It's alright if I wonder around and chat about people eating me in a jovial kind of way, while accomplishing Jack Squat, right?
Any time that I am at work, closing or not, I bust my hump -- for naught. It's the place, where when you put in 120 percent, that becomes your baseline and you are never really acknowledged for it, for ... that's what you do, right?
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Monday, June 04, 2007
I can do math
I got my pay statement and found ...
they docked my pay
Okay, so I get a promotion and get a reduction in pay? I'm checking it with the GM today. They won't really want to deal with me if they docked my pay. I can be a cruel man when I am angered.
I'd make enough of a stink that it would be cheaper to pay me not to work, that is on a corporate level. The wonders of accounting -- scanning my paystubs will add veracity to my statements.
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Pepsi Obama
I'm looking on the internet and all I can see are ruddy Barack ads. Hey would you like some to drink, a Barack, diet Barack, wild cherry Barack? No, I think I'll have a water or Root Beer if you have it.
I don't want to get blinded by any ads, but Obama-mama drinks? Now, drinking during election for Hillary, that's certain for you have to be drunk to vote for her. Were she to become President, you would need to be drunk to tolerate it.
Into the hodge-podge of candidates we have "now enters Fred Thompson". Senator turned actor turned President-hopeful? It's like California spill over with Gary Coleman vs Arnold. Why not throw in Tiny Tim and show the world how fudged up our politics really are? Tip-toe through the bull!@#. I guess we have have Outkast join the debate for the PhatRap party (Purple is the color), 50Cent for the Gudespellars Par-tay and Jane Fonda for the Wacked-Out Self-Interest Party.
Cut the commercials -- "I don't want to see no more"+
+ Three Dog Night, "Mama Told Me Not to Come"
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Restating myself on wealth distribution
While some people are narrowly focussed into one thing -- like "put bolt on wheel" and unlike G.M. don't earn $23 per hour + to do that. I was rather writing about people who can do seventeen jobs and qualified to do with well. Those persons should earn more, because of (training, experience, skill) regardless whether they are used to their potential as they generally are not.
The bonus structure, if mishandled like communist socialism, where one person works like a horse ++ gaining nothing from another person doing little, would be wasteful. Rather, persons should be eligible for bonuses as well as the management acknowledging people with more than an attaboy or token "good work today". Management only may receive bonuses -- okay, that's fine. I also don't agree if bonuses are slanted to cut labor (at any possible expense) including salary caps for talented people who, by age, are not eligible for management training, or who are skilled in many different positions making them very versatile. Now, I agree with salary caps, but declination of raises period for those persons is bad management. After a while, I would not care if I got fired if I felt I hit a wall on salary and position ... making the same as a person who could do just one thing.
To simplify things, the bonus structure is fine, but the application of much of it is poorly applied and management relying on those bonuses should be re-trained on the utility of personnel as well as the value of persons working "for" them. This is especially true of middle management who use people and I chose the word "use" specifically. The middle managers are not only to blame if they are not responsible for offering/doing raises.
+ with benefits included to add up to around $23 per hour
++ Animal Farm, "I will work harder" and later sold to glue factory
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truncated salary
While the hours are long, it appears to many at work that they have a truncated salary -- missing a zero to the left of the decimal place. Granted, I understand that a few of the people there are in year n* without a raise, earning the same rate as after 90-day probationary period.
Now, if they stayed, the job isn't bad, but I'd have to say that the company or individual store should financially acknowledge people for expanding their abilities and being a hard and versatile worker. That may not be the case at work.
Now I see from where the bonuses come -- shafting the employees.
If that is the case, which will become clear when I am more vested into the next level of training, I will have to double my efforts to get out of that place. Already, I feel a conspirator in fabrication or a willing deceiver.
* one person is year 2 and another -- around year 4
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Sunday, June 03, 2007
another schedule
T: off
W: 2-10
R: 5-1am
F: 5-1130pm
S: 12-8
N: 11-8
M: 5 to close
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BBC ... okay, whatever reporting, but better than Anna Nicole Smith.
Researchers had couple engage in sex while scanning their brains ... huh, and there might have been difficulties in feeling comfortable or "in the mood", go figure. What the research did show was that women who weren't fearful, according to the researchers' analysis, achieved orgasm.
Men, needed to feel that they would be stimulated.
Huh ... guys are pretty simple, as guys have mentioned so many friggin' times.
Well, I think there are many more things that go into a woman orgasming, but making her comfortable was a "duh" as well as her not feeling scared. Guys are much simpler.
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When it's hot
Germanfest is this week and looking at a ten-day forcast, Thursday is going to be in the nineties with thunderstorms. How painfully rotten! Well, I guess Thursday isn't the best possible day for going then, right?
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Saturday, June 02, 2007
work business
Steady, rock steady ... not terrible, not slow by any means. Last night -- we all got bloody noses. One fool, and by that I shall stand, said, 'Yeah, but it was nice". What a stupid, stupid man!
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wing
That's all I found of what was once a bird, young and flightless. I suppose I thought of this because I saw a young girl, half-naked in short-shorts and lots of other flesh showing -- teen. I see this girl getting a lot of attention from all the wrong people.
Gee, I don't understand why guys are trying to molest me -- showing flesh and being cute. Granted, I'm not absolving the men's clear disregard to inhibitions or aggressive tendencies. She's okay for now, but I think she's walking a dangerous line. A little bird, wings not clipped, yet cannot fly ... this girl. I hope I don't see only the remnants of her, having bad experiences, namely due to poor planning and "dressing" in this case.
In comparison and contrast to her there were two ladies from work who were "going to get drunk", but were still cute. They needed some attention ... one more than the other. Man, oh man, older than the teen -- they were needin' some luvin' perhaps. Cute, sweet, and one is trashy.
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