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| Now that most of you is dead, what still excites you? |
| Watching the woman in front of me in line take an hour to sign her checks. |
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4% |
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| Imaginary internet gold. |
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38% |
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| Young studs who really need my fake online gold. |
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10% |
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| Full-contact shuffleboard. |
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| Making my avatar look like a total freak. |
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| Hourly medication. |
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| Consuming my own young: body, mind and soul. |
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| Paul Naschy movies. |
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 Posted: Fri Oct 13, 2006 6:19 pm
It's better to work at something you beleive in, Lil Jo, especially when the company is clamping down like that. That's a pretty nasty set-up they've stuck you in, there. You'd REALLY have to beleive in the company to stay, and, quite frankly, I don't think many corporations are worth that kind of crap.
I hope our job search goes really well and really quickly, then.
I just wish we'd managed our resources better, here in the US. Maybe then there wouldn't be so many jobs that seem like punishments.
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Posted: Fri Oct 13, 2006 7:26 pm
Gotta agree with that Harbone. Workers in the US have got it tough compared to most of Europe, where they've wolken up to the fact that flogging your people to death doesn't exactly make them productive. I couldn't believe the crap you guys put up with when I first came here.
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Posted: Mon Oct 23, 2006 11:36 am
*sigh* I'd just be happy to HAVE a job....
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Posted: Mon Oct 23, 2006 5:17 pm
alot of people think that Sisu, until they start working sweatdrop
i wish i had a job i enjoyed, but i lack the motivation to get out there and look for something different, and i have no transportation either, so i'm my own worst enemy really rolleyes
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Posted: Tue Oct 24, 2006 1:55 pm
I used to work, and I enjoyed it. Now all I am is a brood mare who cleans alot of chit up and cooks.
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Posted: Tue Oct 24, 2006 5:46 pm
I know the feeling. I loved working, but now I can't (visa issues) and sometimes I'd just love to get involved in something that requires more than a three year old's vocabulary and doesn't involve changing four times a day because of assorted goo and gunge issues (peeyew!).
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Posted: Tue Oct 24, 2006 9:31 pm
Well, at least I'm not raising kids. The world can be thankful for that small kindness, I suspect.
I happen to suck at my current job, by the way, which hurts a lot on a deep personal level because it's the kind of thing that's important to me (I'm working for the county.)
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Posted: Wed Oct 25, 2006 11:33 am
Harbone-
Sucking as in.....? (ok guys, don't go there stare )
Is it something physical that you are sucking at? (such as shoveling dead animals off the road?) or is it a mental sucking... as in can't file things, type, add, etc...?
Cat Noir- Yeah I know what you mean. I am sick of kids TV, changing diapers and talking to a 2 year old all day. Not that I don't love her immensely, I just NEED some kind of grown up time. *sigh*
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Posted: Sat Nov 04, 2006 3:46 pm
Since we got back from our vacation in CA I have had my first week home with the almost 3 month old beauty that is living with us. I have changed a lot of diapers (she has been sick), and washed the sheets and clothing that has gotten a good part of it. I have made a small dent on the home projects that I want to get done... keeping up with laundry, dishes, and starting to move some more boxes to the storage shed. I went to another funeral... this is the 6th since we moved her 4 years ago, and the 4th this year alone... I think it is time to move away.
So far I like not having to bundle up Skye to leave the house at 6am just so I can sit in traffic for 1½ hours and work a job that I have learned to hate over the years. I talked to another person I worked with last night, they just made some more senseless changes. There are so many things I am thankful to be away from there... I'll take the diapers over that anyday.
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Posted: Sun Nov 05, 2006 11:40 am
Somehow I suspect that your motherly instincts had as much to do with you leaving your old job as anything else, Lil Jo.
As for me, I'm in training where I work. I'm just a clerk, but I have to know a lot of regulations and a few federal laws in order to file my paperwork properly. And I WANT to file this paperwork properly or people in my community will suffer. Fortunately, I'm not all THAT important, but I really don't want to screw up. Alas, I am, by nature a screw up.
I am also, by nature, a sycophant and a know-it-all. Which makes any sort of training especially unpleasant (I used to love school-like-activities because I'm such a smug little b*****d. But I'm trying not to be like that anymore and the classroom setting, even a training area in a vast government bureaucracy, just brings out the worst in me.)
Top it all off, there's always SOMEONE I don't get along with, and it's worse in class. As usual, it's a bright and chipper young lady who insists on having "fun" rather than getting the job done. I mean, I want to get the hell out of there, too, but I want to learn this stuff, not make buddies with people I'm gonna see maybe once every six months.
*Sigh* You pretty much have to, though, don't you? They call it "networking" and I'm hardly skilled enough to do this crap alone. I may have to ask them for a favor someday... and if I can't get a favor... it's not gonna be my butt on the line. God damn it. I am no good at controlling myself and I really, really want these nasty little things I get stuck working with to know how much I hate them.
But that's not gonna do anyone any good. I've always hated the term "suck it up" but I'm gonna have to, aren't I? I'm not clever enough to beat these Pollyanic horrors at their own game. I have to smile and make little jokes when they clap like I'm a twelve-year-old with learning disabilities or when they cut me off before I can even get an idea out in an enforced group project. It'll be a bit better after the election, when I can go blow off some steam outside of work. Right now, this is my only outlet, so you folks are stuck hearing the self-pity.
I can't beat 'em, I can't join 'em and if I screw up, I'll either get fired or I'll end up telegraphing that screw up to a lot of innocent people. I've got obligations until the 7th, so I don't have time to study and sneak up from behind that way... but maybe after the 7th I can hit the books a little harder... so even if I tank training, I'll still be able to handle the work.
Sometimes I do wish I was one of those people who could smile and joke with a person all the while I wished with all my heart they'd be run over by a cement mixer.
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Posted: Sun Nov 05, 2006 12:10 pm
I, on the other hand, am in full control of the "Barbie Smile", can I stop smiling now, owwww... my face hurts. Trust me, I doesn't make it much better and the "Grin and Bear It" feels an awful lot like BOHICA. crying
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Posted: Sun Nov 05, 2006 2:27 pm
The smile, joke and be part of the crowd is a very Minnesotan trait... and I was raised in MN... but I moved away for a while and unlike a lot of Minnesotans, I can now see the light... I've gotten very good at finding the few people in situations I am in that have same feelings about the "follow the crowd" people. Those are usually the people I get along with the best, and they are the ones that can respect the... do you job and leave me alone to do mine... attitude that I have.
Harbone, you are a lot like my husband when it comes to the attitude about others, I can understand where you are coming from... I hear it all the time from him. You can do it and I'm sure you will do a great job at it.
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Posted: Thu Nov 16, 2006 9:56 am
Harbone Sometimes I do wish I was one of those people who could smile and joke with a person all the while I wished with all my heart they'd be run over by a cement mixer. It's called being diplomatic... xp wink ...I'm sure you'll manage just fine, Harbone, and in the meantime, feel free to come and talk to us... 3nodding xd
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Posted: Sun Nov 19, 2006 4:45 pm
alleira Harbone Sometimes I do wish I was one of those people who could smile and joke with a person all the while I wished with all my heart they'd be run over by a cement mixer. It's called being diplomatic... xp wink ...I'm sure you'll manage just fine, Harbone, and in the meantime, feel free to come and talk to us... 3nodding xd Yup ~ or imagine them being run over by a Steamroller... c'mon honey, let's go play in traffic ~ I'll watch twisted
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Posted: Sun Nov 19, 2006 7:41 pm
Weird thing is, the very young lady I was having some trouble with actually apologized to me for humiliating me. I figured it was just my own problem and I was griping about it here, but I'm not so good at hiding my feelings, so I guess I boadcast my resentment pretty strong at work.
Well, I was impressed by the young lady's actions, anyway. I did try and take extra care to say that I forgave her and was only not speaking because I really don't speak outloud as gregariously as I do in print.
Also, I got a real nasal, annoying voice. Well, thanks for the support, folks. Let's hope I can get through the next two weeks of training and actually do this freakin' job. I'm scared as hell I haven't learned anything and, at the same time, I don't want to go back to that classroom any time soon.
Sigh. It's taking up a lot of my time, but that's a good thing.
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