So today I had a dude file a claim with me who, during the course of this, threatened to beat his two female passengers repeatedly. Then, at the end of the phone call, he hit on me. Also he was an idiot in general, I'm wondering if he was actually drunk.
I also had a woman call me by the name "stupid" and hang up on me.
Yesterday, I did have a cool conversation with a guy who hit a deer.
Me: Were there any witnesses?
Guy: No.
Me: It's your word against the deer's.
Guy: the deer is dead
Me: You win!
Monday, December 31, 2007
What I remember of the last couple weeks: far too detailed
Christmas: hung out with my parents. My dad and I rented a couple of movies. The Kingdom & some movie I can't remember the name of with Morgan Freeman & John Cusack. The kingdom was surprisingly non shitty for something with Jennifer Garner. The other movie was surprisingly shitty for something with Morgan Freeman & John Cusack. I.E. they were both "eh." My mom slept a lot. We had microwave roast beef & mashed potatoes. It was pretty decent compared to how it could've been.
I got GPS (as Opt said when I announced this to her, "finally"). My dad came up with this idea on his own cause I was slow with the christmas list this year. It will be mega handy, as we all know, I am not able to find my own butt without two hands and a map. I also got the digital camera I asked for. World, get ready for pictures of people humping my couch! On top of that, the store where the rents got it was giving away photo printers free with purchase. Lastly, I got a battery charger, which was sort of like "WTF?" but with the other two items it is hard to be ungrateful.
The next couple days I played around with GPS & camera, and this game I picked up at Best Buy awhile ago (I could nerdily go into everything about the game, but I'll spare you and just let you know it's Heroes of Might & Magic IV if you care). I'm sadly addicted.
Then I got cheap Christmas wrapping paper at walgreens because I ran out of Christmas paper this year (I had to wrap Roni's gift in transformer's paper).
Then I visited Roni (we hadn't thought we were going to visit each other last week cause of the holidays, but we got a quick visit in). He is still a sweetie! His mom actually got me a target gift card and various other sundries that he delivered to me. I feel kind of weird about it, since I've never met her, and I didn't give her anything back, but I thought it was nice.
Then Opt visited me and gave me the fabulous arrgyle tee shirt I'd previously mentioned. The funny thing is we sort of both independently saw strange tee shirts this year and decided to get them for each other. The one I got her, is "I Heart Optimus Prime," because she had a dream about making out with Optimus Prime once. And becoming a ninja so that he would marry her. Anyhoos, it was really good to see her again. Other than the party, where I was going around like a chicken with my head cut off, I hadn't seen her since the TMBG concert.
Then, Thug was in town! I haven't seen him since he quit Borders. I went and hung out with him and YM and Herd. He told me again how much he liked my "holiday card," (an unsigned postcard with an incredible hulk postage stamp that said "hey Thug, I fucked your mom last night." I traded racist jokes and poo talk with him, and horrified YM & Herd's roommates. We watched random things on youtube. It was good times!
Then the next night, YM and I saw Sweeney Todd! I'm not a huge fan of musicals. I hate movies with serial killers. But they cancel each other out.... serial killer cancels out the boringness of musical, musical cancels out scariness of serial killer. So it was pretty good (though I hadn't realized how retardedly full of crazy "coincidences," that movie is). I guess YM was kicked out of school, she got bad grades because she was depressed all the time. Which sucks. But, she is happier lately because she has a boyfriend now. Which is awesome. Those two combined = more free time/time she wants to actually be around people, so it sounds like we are going to get to hang out more, which makes me happy. We did have a good time, we had about an hour to kill before the movie. Sometimes I forget how hilarious and fun to be around she is when she actually wants to be around people. And we had the "oh, my boyfriend is so awesome!" "oh, mine is too!" conversation which I'd never been able to have before. It was really nice... and it sounds like her new boyfriend is a solid dude, which makes me glad after all the douchebags she's been dating before that.
Also that day I hung out with my sister and my parents and finally had the last bits of Christmas. I got the 'Phew a transformer (Bumblebee) & They Might Be Giants: Here Come the ABC's (movie & soundtrack). I could tell my brother in law wasn't too happy with either (I guess he thinks TMBG is lame? Whatever), especially since the Transformer was harder than I thought and he was having trouble switching it back and forth over and over as the Phew demanded. I got 'Phew Harder this crawling butterfly thing that he seemed pretty happy with (he was just has happy with wrapping paper from the presents though, at that age). I got my sister & brother in law a Borders gift card. They got me.... the worst gift ever.
Zoodoption papers for the Sun Bears at the Miller Park Zoo. I am a jerk for looking a gift horse in the mouth, but here are the reasons I am enraged.
1) Why the fuck would you get the poorest member of your family (by quite a margin) a donation to charity. I'm the charity case! If I hadn't gotten that bonus money for working thanksgiving, I would've had to save all year to get you the stuff I got you. I don't buy a ton of things for myself, I save most things I want for Christmas and Birthday. If I got you a donation to a charity, it probably wouldn't matter, you would go out and get what you really want the next day anyway because you can afford it. Me: not so lucky.
2) It's not even a good charity! I would feel like a dick complaining about this if it helped needy children, or even if it helped animals at like, the humane society or something. But a zoo? They aren't really helping anyone, they just imprison animals. It's not one of those zoos that breed endangered animals or anything. Moreover: I may have Zoodopted the Sun Bears, but I bet they don't see a single dime. I doubt they go out and buy the Sun Bears a nice toy or snack and are like, "Hey Sun Bears, this is from your Zoodopted mother!" I bet they use it to remodel their gift shop or something, the fuckers.
3) It's for a year! It's not like I've Zoodopted the Sun Bears forever or anything. That seems kind of weird. You can't do that when you adopt kids (I know, I have tried). Plus my sister got it in like October, so I've actually missed out on 3 months of the satisfaction Zoodopting an animal is supposed to give me.
4) She got it in October! I realize the difficulty when someone is late with their Christmas list like I was this year... but yeah, October is earlier than I would've had it done anyway.
5) She consulted with my mom, and my mom said I'd love it! WTF people? How could you think I would like this? Did you take a time machine back to 1992? When I was 10? Because I guarantee you that is the last age I would've thought this was cool at.
6) Since I was polite and didn't spew out this rant, I will probably be recieving more zoodoptions in the future.
Yesterday was poopy, because I saw that movie really late the night before and forgot that I had picked up hours starting at 8 a.m. yesterday. So I was tired. Then we've been having trouble with our website, so I would have to transfer a million people over to internet support, which had a hold time of, I kid you not, half an hour. And at my company, we don't just transfer people, we warm transfer, which means we stay on hold too. So... yeah. Then on top of it, I got this woman calling up who, totally unrelated to what she was calling about, broke down and started crying on the phone because of her mom dying recently. Which... generally I feel bad for these people (I can't tell you how many people have just randomly started telling me their horrible life story on the phone) but it's not that big of a deal to me. But it made me think of my sick mom, and I started crying too. After the phone call was over I went to the bathroom and cried some more. In a way, I'm sort of glad about it, I've been feeling like I am a monster for not being more upset about this whole thing, and it's probably not good to hold all this in. But in another way, it sucks to break down and cry in the bathroom at work. And it's been clinched--I have cried in the bathroom at all 3 jobs I've had since being a grown up. Though I guess this one was because of my personal life, whereas my other jobs made me cry because they were jobs that made me cry. Anyway, yeah, you can tell the difference in management style between my last job and this one, because 2 different managers came up to me and asked me if I was okay, whereas at my last job the management often CAUSED the crying and then ignorred it afterwards.
Then last night I got an email from Mulva saying he wanted to hang out today, but then I called him, and he never answered, so I don't know what's up with that. True story.
I got GPS (as Opt said when I announced this to her, "finally"). My dad came up with this idea on his own cause I was slow with the christmas list this year. It will be mega handy, as we all know, I am not able to find my own butt without two hands and a map. I also got the digital camera I asked for. World, get ready for pictures of people humping my couch! On top of that, the store where the rents got it was giving away photo printers free with purchase. Lastly, I got a battery charger, which was sort of like "WTF?" but with the other two items it is hard to be ungrateful.
The next couple days I played around with GPS & camera, and this game I picked up at Best Buy awhile ago (I could nerdily go into everything about the game, but I'll spare you and just let you know it's Heroes of Might & Magic IV if you care). I'm sadly addicted.
Then I got cheap Christmas wrapping paper at walgreens because I ran out of Christmas paper this year (I had to wrap Roni's gift in transformer's paper).
Then I visited Roni (we hadn't thought we were going to visit each other last week cause of the holidays, but we got a quick visit in). He is still a sweetie! His mom actually got me a target gift card and various other sundries that he delivered to me. I feel kind of weird about it, since I've never met her, and I didn't give her anything back, but I thought it was nice.
Then Opt visited me and gave me the fabulous arrgyle tee shirt I'd previously mentioned. The funny thing is we sort of both independently saw strange tee shirts this year and decided to get them for each other. The one I got her, is "I Heart Optimus Prime," because she had a dream about making out with Optimus Prime once. And becoming a ninja so that he would marry her. Anyhoos, it was really good to see her again. Other than the party, where I was going around like a chicken with my head cut off, I hadn't seen her since the TMBG concert.
Then, Thug was in town! I haven't seen him since he quit Borders. I went and hung out with him and YM and Herd. He told me again how much he liked my "holiday card," (an unsigned postcard with an incredible hulk postage stamp that said "hey Thug, I fucked your mom last night." I traded racist jokes and poo talk with him, and horrified YM & Herd's roommates. We watched random things on youtube. It was good times!
Then the next night, YM and I saw Sweeney Todd! I'm not a huge fan of musicals. I hate movies with serial killers. But they cancel each other out.... serial killer cancels out the boringness of musical, musical cancels out scariness of serial killer. So it was pretty good (though I hadn't realized how retardedly full of crazy "coincidences," that movie is). I guess YM was kicked out of school, she got bad grades because she was depressed all the time. Which sucks. But, she is happier lately because she has a boyfriend now. Which is awesome. Those two combined = more free time/time she wants to actually be around people, so it sounds like we are going to get to hang out more, which makes me happy. We did have a good time, we had about an hour to kill before the movie. Sometimes I forget how hilarious and fun to be around she is when she actually wants to be around people. And we had the "oh, my boyfriend is so awesome!" "oh, mine is too!" conversation which I'd never been able to have before. It was really nice... and it sounds like her new boyfriend is a solid dude, which makes me glad after all the douchebags she's been dating before that.
Also that day I hung out with my sister and my parents and finally had the last bits of Christmas. I got the 'Phew a transformer (Bumblebee) & They Might Be Giants: Here Come the ABC's (movie & soundtrack). I could tell my brother in law wasn't too happy with either (I guess he thinks TMBG is lame? Whatever), especially since the Transformer was harder than I thought and he was having trouble switching it back and forth over and over as the Phew demanded. I got 'Phew Harder this crawling butterfly thing that he seemed pretty happy with (he was just has happy with wrapping paper from the presents though, at that age). I got my sister & brother in law a Borders gift card. They got me.... the worst gift ever.
Zoodoption papers for the Sun Bears at the Miller Park Zoo. I am a jerk for looking a gift horse in the mouth, but here are the reasons I am enraged.
1) Why the fuck would you get the poorest member of your family (by quite a margin) a donation to charity. I'm the charity case! If I hadn't gotten that bonus money for working thanksgiving, I would've had to save all year to get you the stuff I got you. I don't buy a ton of things for myself, I save most things I want for Christmas and Birthday. If I got you a donation to a charity, it probably wouldn't matter, you would go out and get what you really want the next day anyway because you can afford it. Me: not so lucky.
2) It's not even a good charity! I would feel like a dick complaining about this if it helped needy children, or even if it helped animals at like, the humane society or something. But a zoo? They aren't really helping anyone, they just imprison animals. It's not one of those zoos that breed endangered animals or anything. Moreover: I may have Zoodopted the Sun Bears, but I bet they don't see a single dime. I doubt they go out and buy the Sun Bears a nice toy or snack and are like, "Hey Sun Bears, this is from your Zoodopted mother!" I bet they use it to remodel their gift shop or something, the fuckers.
3) It's for a year! It's not like I've Zoodopted the Sun Bears forever or anything. That seems kind of weird. You can't do that when you adopt kids (I know, I have tried). Plus my sister got it in like October, so I've actually missed out on 3 months of the satisfaction Zoodopting an animal is supposed to give me.
4) She got it in October! I realize the difficulty when someone is late with their Christmas list like I was this year... but yeah, October is earlier than I would've had it done anyway.
5) She consulted with my mom, and my mom said I'd love it! WTF people? How could you think I would like this? Did you take a time machine back to 1992? When I was 10? Because I guarantee you that is the last age I would've thought this was cool at.
6) Since I was polite and didn't spew out this rant, I will probably be recieving more zoodoptions in the future.
Yesterday was poopy, because I saw that movie really late the night before and forgot that I had picked up hours starting at 8 a.m. yesterday. So I was tired. Then we've been having trouble with our website, so I would have to transfer a million people over to internet support, which had a hold time of, I kid you not, half an hour. And at my company, we don't just transfer people, we warm transfer, which means we stay on hold too. So... yeah. Then on top of it, I got this woman calling up who, totally unrelated to what she was calling about, broke down and started crying on the phone because of her mom dying recently. Which... generally I feel bad for these people (I can't tell you how many people have just randomly started telling me their horrible life story on the phone) but it's not that big of a deal to me. But it made me think of my sick mom, and I started crying too. After the phone call was over I went to the bathroom and cried some more. In a way, I'm sort of glad about it, I've been feeling like I am a monster for not being more upset about this whole thing, and it's probably not good to hold all this in. But in another way, it sucks to break down and cry in the bathroom at work. And it's been clinched--I have cried in the bathroom at all 3 jobs I've had since being a grown up. Though I guess this one was because of my personal life, whereas my other jobs made me cry because they were jobs that made me cry. Anyway, yeah, you can tell the difference in management style between my last job and this one, because 2 different managers came up to me and asked me if I was okay, whereas at my last job the management often CAUSED the crying and then ignorred it afterwards.
Then last night I got an email from Mulva saying he wanted to hang out today, but then I called him, and he never answered, so I don't know what's up with that. True story.
Saturday, December 29, 2007
Yay
Opt got me....
this. Also, here's a closeup.
I win at life! And if you don't get it, you have no business being my friend!
I mean... it's based on the joke:
"what is a pirate's favorite sock? (though in this case it'd probably be "pattern")"
"Arrrrrrgyle"
Oh yeah.
More details on what I've been up to from my lazy self... later.
this. Also, here's a closeup.
I win at life! And if you don't get it, you have no business being my friend!
I mean... it's based on the joke:
"what is a pirate's favorite sock? (though in this case it'd probably be "pattern")"
"Arrrrrrgyle"
Oh yeah.
More details on what I've been up to from my lazy self... later.
Sunday, December 23, 2007
poops
Gah. It really blows. At my old crappy place, I never heard a peep, noise-wise, out of any of my neighbors, and the ones that heard me didn't seem to mind (the one lady actually kept telling me how much she liked my music). But here I am at this nice new place.... and I can fuckin' hear everything. And the neighbors can hear me. And they complain.
Yeah.... it's the anti-dn's again. 2 pm, when you'd think you could play your music at any volume. I was playing it like medium high, nowhere near as high as it can go. I thought I'd solved the problem awhile ago by taking my subwoofer off the floor. But... apparently not, because anti DN complained about my music again.
And he was like "could you turn your music down," and I was like, "okay" and was going to shut the door and do it, but he felt the need to add in, yet again, that it's for his stupid kid. I really wish I had the balls to say, "Oh, the same kid that fucking CRYS 24/7 that annoys the shit out of me? I'll turn down my music when you turn down your baby." On top of that, I think it's a BS excuse. If my music annoys you, it annoys you. But don't hide behind your baby--I know damn well that babies don't care what noises are going on while they sleep as long as it's not something sudden or startling. It's also sort of poopy, the other night (and previous nights) I've heard them talking really loud through my floor, so loud that I can hear words. I think they have a loud friend or something. If I have to be quiet, you should be quiet. But I really don't have the energy to go down there and argue about it, especially since I myself don't have a baby I can hide behind.
And... if I still had my subwoofer on the floor, or if I REALLY had the music cranked up, or if this was late at night, I would sort of get it. But this was just sort of annoying and put a downer on my mood.
Yeah.... it's the anti-dn's again. 2 pm, when you'd think you could play your music at any volume. I was playing it like medium high, nowhere near as high as it can go. I thought I'd solved the problem awhile ago by taking my subwoofer off the floor. But... apparently not, because anti DN complained about my music again.
And he was like "could you turn your music down," and I was like, "okay" and was going to shut the door and do it, but he felt the need to add in, yet again, that it's for his stupid kid. I really wish I had the balls to say, "Oh, the same kid that fucking CRYS 24/7 that annoys the shit out of me? I'll turn down my music when you turn down your baby." On top of that, I think it's a BS excuse. If my music annoys you, it annoys you. But don't hide behind your baby--I know damn well that babies don't care what noises are going on while they sleep as long as it's not something sudden or startling. It's also sort of poopy, the other night (and previous nights) I've heard them talking really loud through my floor, so loud that I can hear words. I think they have a loud friend or something. If I have to be quiet, you should be quiet. But I really don't have the energy to go down there and argue about it, especially since I myself don't have a baby I can hide behind.
And... if I still had my subwoofer on the floor, or if I REALLY had the music cranked up, or if this was late at night, I would sort of get it. But this was just sort of annoying and put a downer on my mood.
Friday, December 21, 2007
Fake christmas everybody!
The Roni & I had our Christmas this week because we probably aren't going to be able to see each other next week. I must say, though I knew it already, he is a total sweetie and got all awesome things without me having to think up stuff. As well as the stuff I mentioned from my stocking earlier, he got me:
-a nice snuggly bathroom with snowflakes on it! I had been wanting a bathrobe since it has gotten colder and I am a lazy slob who happens to have a second shift job (IE I frequently stay in my PJ's until 3 pm when I'm about to go to work, and I've been cold in them and wanted something to put over them)
-http://www.amazon.com/Perry-Bible-Fellowship-Colonel-Stories/dp/1593078447">this, which I'd really wanted when it first came out but couldn't get over my aversion to purchasing hardcover books, and had kind of forgotten about until now. It was seriously one of those "HOW DID YOU KNOW I WANTED THAT!?!?" gifts. I mean, I knew he liked PBF, but this was super sweet.
-Nick Hornby (related) book I didn't even know existed!
--A signed copy of this. I forgot to ask him if he orig. planned on this, or if he decided on it after he realized I was getting him this one.
In addition, I got him an Achewood hoodie that lets the world know he is a very special boy. I made him some of my weird coupons, and then made an oragami box for him that contains a gingerbread man he once made with a cleveland steamer.
We also made Christmas dinner, which took quite some time because the turkey was too frozen and my oven randomly turns off without you wanting it to sometimes. It was still pretty good, not to mention the rolls and such.
My parents also got to partake in fake Christmas, because I had at one point ordered them this for them and it came yesterday. Between that and some goodies Roni got them, they were pretty well set, and it was nice to hear that it increased my mom's appetite (the chemo's been making her not eat).
-a nice snuggly bathroom with snowflakes on it! I had been wanting a bathrobe since it has gotten colder and I am a lazy slob who happens to have a second shift job (IE I frequently stay in my PJ's until 3 pm when I'm about to go to work, and I've been cold in them and wanted something to put over them)
-http://www.amazon.com/Perry-Bible-Fellowship-Colonel-Stories/dp/1593078447">this, which I'd really wanted when it first came out but couldn't get over my aversion to purchasing hardcover books, and had kind of forgotten about until now. It was seriously one of those "HOW DID YOU KNOW I WANTED THAT!?!?" gifts. I mean, I knew he liked PBF, but this was super sweet.
-Nick Hornby (related) book I didn't even know existed!
--A signed copy of this. I forgot to ask him if he orig. planned on this, or if he decided on it after he realized I was getting him this one.
In addition, I got him an Achewood hoodie that lets the world know he is a very special boy. I made him some of my weird coupons, and then made an oragami box for him that contains a gingerbread man he once made with a cleveland steamer.
We also made Christmas dinner, which took quite some time because the turkey was too frozen and my oven randomly turns off without you wanting it to sometimes. It was still pretty good, not to mention the rolls and such.
My parents also got to partake in fake Christmas, because I had at one point ordered them this for them and it came yesterday. Between that and some goodies Roni got them, they were pretty well set, and it was nice to hear that it increased my mom's appetite (the chemo's been making her not eat).
Wednesday, December 19, 2007
good times
Man.... the last time I saw my cousin he was three. Now he's in a band. I dunno if I'm biased but they're actually surprisingly not sucky.
No, I have no idea which one he is, other than the fact that I'm pretty sure he's not the foriegn looking one.
No, I have no idea which one he is, other than the fact that I'm pretty sure he's not the foriegn looking one.
Tuesday, December 18, 2007
hate world revenge soon
Am I becoming even more of a twisted and hateful person? I hope not. But god... I work 6 hours a day. My average call handle time is 5 minutes. I potentially speak to 75 people a day. And I really remember few, if any, good people. My world is full of idiots and jerks. I hate my job, I hate my life. I have no friends, I'm poor, gaining weight at an unhealthy rate, and my job is killing my soul. I finally got a really awesome boyfriend and a nice place to live in... and my mom got cancer. Does that fuck up a person? Can you tell when you become the angry people you hate? All I know is I spend a good portion of my average day hating people. I mean, really hating people. Wanting to punch them in the face hate, and I don't mean that in a jokey way. Maybe they deserve it, but guh. Maybe fate did give me the awesome boyfriend and the nice place just to keep me fucking sane. But if fate is an entity that cares and so did that, why would it submit me to the rest? I don't know if it's killing me but I sure as hell know it's not making me stronger.
Bleh. Sorry for the ranty posts lately. You can probably just blame it all on the shitty weather.
Bleh. Sorry for the ranty posts lately. You can probably just blame it all on the shitty weather.
Monday, December 17, 2007
b;ej
I kind of love it when customers at work are idiots in a not particularly annoying way. Because I get to make fun of them, and yet they aren't draining my soul like the ones that persist in their idiocy.
Anyway, I had a dude who had homeowner's insurance with us call in today. He did not have auto insurance with us. But he called in about his car: i.e. his neighbor's tree fell on it, and he wanted to know what we thought he should do about it. I am no insurance expert (literally, I know nothing more than the average person, and maybe even less, they purposefully keep us ignorant so we don't go shooting off our mouths about something we shouldn't) but I think there are at least 3 people I would much rather talk to than my homeowner's insurance co, IE the neighbor, the neighbor's homeowner's insurance co, or my auto insurance co. We really aren't supposed to give people advice, but I told him to talk to those people if he had any questions and he was like, "okay." But I still sent a message to his agent to call him.
I actually worked a double today, which wasn't too bad. I had been dreading it because I hate my job, but I set it up so I had an hour break, and the hate meter kind of got reset at break so it was almost like working two regular shifts that just happened to be on the same day. Because of this, I can and am taking off Thursday so that my Roni and I can celebrate Christmas (it seems like it's going to be difficult to do it on the actual day.
I really, really am not sure what I'm going to do. I talk big about Library science, but I STILL have not actually called up U of I, which I really need to do. I am really bad about putting things off. They also had this development fair at work, recently. And I found out there are actually a LOT of decent sounding jobs in the company. And it seems like my previous assumption, that I would have to take a job in claims first as a stepping stone to a decent job, is erroneous, it might be just as easy to get one of the others as one in claims. But it sounds like for every decent job, there is a lot of competition.
And I really really am sick about how much they tell us how to work the system to get the job we want. There is ALL this BS about networking, and doing activities that show our leadership, and writing up what we do at our current job in this big BSy way like we're so unique and have so much to offer. Dude, I don't want to lie. My current job is just the latest in a long line of jobs I've had that a fucking trained monkey could do. I actually have LESS autonomy to make my own decisions that affect things than I did back when I was in retail. There is almost no way to differentiate yourself, and I don't feel like putting up the effort to pretend like I have. And I think the obsession with displaying leadership is shit. Too many leaders actually fucks things up more than not having enough people with initiative. I think anyone who's ever had a group with a leadership conflict can attest to that. I don't want to be a supervisor, or a manager, I just want a job that I can quietly do in a corner somewhere, have it be something I like (or at least not hate it), do it well, and forget about it until I come in the next day. And I really fucking hate the concept of networking.... it's just so counterintuitive, I think. Instead of hiring someone who does their work the best, you're hiring someone because you happen to have met them at some point and they seem nice or whatever. But you probably don't know what the actual person is like, because they schmoozed you and aren't going to be showing you their faults, so it really has nothing to do with how well they will do their job. What the fuck happened to just doing your best, being the best at it, and being promoted onward? Anyway, I especially hate that they not only acknowledge that these stupid ways are the way to move forward, but they actually encourage us. They aren't giving us any special atvantage, like they seem to think they are. If they tell everyone about this way to get ahead, it's not a way to get ahead. You're just doing more work to stay even with everyone else who went ahead and did what they told you to do. And it's so exhausting for me to even think about doing all this random shit outside of work just to get a better job. I guess I'm not dedicated enough to the company or whatever, but I think my free time should be spent free, instead of worrying about networking or making up BS to tell people. I don't get paid to do this extra work, it doesn't do anything for the company, it's pointless. But I think I'm still a good worker, because I come in and do my work as well or better than any of the people who do the extra networking and BS. I guess I don't do well with competion.
I don't know. It's depressing. And I don't feel like I could escape it even if I left the company, I would just work somewhere else that basically works the same way, albeit possibly on a smaller scale. I just wish I had a job that I could shine at, and be awesome and just show people how great I am, or I could just get that degree and it would open all the doors for me. But I think either is a fantasy and I should just learn to deal with it. I just wish I knew how.
Anyway, I had a dude who had homeowner's insurance with us call in today. He did not have auto insurance with us. But he called in about his car: i.e. his neighbor's tree fell on it, and he wanted to know what we thought he should do about it. I am no insurance expert (literally, I know nothing more than the average person, and maybe even less, they purposefully keep us ignorant so we don't go shooting off our mouths about something we shouldn't) but I think there are at least 3 people I would much rather talk to than my homeowner's insurance co, IE the neighbor, the neighbor's homeowner's insurance co, or my auto insurance co. We really aren't supposed to give people advice, but I told him to talk to those people if he had any questions and he was like, "okay." But I still sent a message to his agent to call him.
I actually worked a double today, which wasn't too bad. I had been dreading it because I hate my job, but I set it up so I had an hour break, and the hate meter kind of got reset at break so it was almost like working two regular shifts that just happened to be on the same day. Because of this, I can and am taking off Thursday so that my Roni and I can celebrate Christmas (it seems like it's going to be difficult to do it on the actual day.
I really, really am not sure what I'm going to do. I talk big about Library science, but I STILL have not actually called up U of I, which I really need to do. I am really bad about putting things off. They also had this development fair at work, recently. And I found out there are actually a LOT of decent sounding jobs in the company. And it seems like my previous assumption, that I would have to take a job in claims first as a stepping stone to a decent job, is erroneous, it might be just as easy to get one of the others as one in claims. But it sounds like for every decent job, there is a lot of competition.
And I really really am sick about how much they tell us how to work the system to get the job we want. There is ALL this BS about networking, and doing activities that show our leadership, and writing up what we do at our current job in this big BSy way like we're so unique and have so much to offer. Dude, I don't want to lie. My current job is just the latest in a long line of jobs I've had that a fucking trained monkey could do. I actually have LESS autonomy to make my own decisions that affect things than I did back when I was in retail. There is almost no way to differentiate yourself, and I don't feel like putting up the effort to pretend like I have. And I think the obsession with displaying leadership is shit. Too many leaders actually fucks things up more than not having enough people with initiative. I think anyone who's ever had a group with a leadership conflict can attest to that. I don't want to be a supervisor, or a manager, I just want a job that I can quietly do in a corner somewhere, have it be something I like (or at least not hate it), do it well, and forget about it until I come in the next day. And I really fucking hate the concept of networking.... it's just so counterintuitive, I think. Instead of hiring someone who does their work the best, you're hiring someone because you happen to have met them at some point and they seem nice or whatever. But you probably don't know what the actual person is like, because they schmoozed you and aren't going to be showing you their faults, so it really has nothing to do with how well they will do their job. What the fuck happened to just doing your best, being the best at it, and being promoted onward? Anyway, I especially hate that they not only acknowledge that these stupid ways are the way to move forward, but they actually encourage us. They aren't giving us any special atvantage, like they seem to think they are. If they tell everyone about this way to get ahead, it's not a way to get ahead. You're just doing more work to stay even with everyone else who went ahead and did what they told you to do. And it's so exhausting for me to even think about doing all this random shit outside of work just to get a better job. I guess I'm not dedicated enough to the company or whatever, but I think my free time should be spent free, instead of worrying about networking or making up BS to tell people. I don't get paid to do this extra work, it doesn't do anything for the company, it's pointless. But I think I'm still a good worker, because I come in and do my work as well or better than any of the people who do the extra networking and BS. I guess I don't do well with competion.
I don't know. It's depressing. And I don't feel like I could escape it even if I left the company, I would just work somewhere else that basically works the same way, albeit possibly on a smaller scale. I just wish I had a job that I could shine at, and be awesome and just show people how great I am, or I could just get that degree and it would open all the doors for me. But I think either is a fantasy and I should just learn to deal with it. I just wish I knew how.
Sunday, December 16, 2007
This is a poop song
I was re-watching some Sarah Silverman program, and I am eerily convinced she stole a lot of my bits.
--obsession with poo
--"what has two thumbs and no aids? This girl"
That is all.
--obsession with poo
--"what has two thumbs and no aids? This girl"
That is all.
Friday, December 14, 2007
bleh
I have a headache, I'm tired, my butt hurts, I've been pooping a lot, and I randomly have gotten dizzy spells. F THIS DAY.
Seriously though, I guess poop and headache are pretty much status quo. The butt I guess is because I was sitting on the floor a lot the last couple days and sit in crappy office chairs a good % of the time no matter what. The tired is getting up early. But the dizziness sucks, and is inexplicable. I know I'm a hypochondriac and by tomorrow I will have probably forgotten it, but it is disturbing and unpleasant for now.
In other news, the last couple days were good because I spent yesterday and a chunk of the day before with my Roni. He is awesome in general but some specific awesomeness is he cooked for me and let me open my stocking early. This included MONKEY CHRISTMAS SOCKS AND a CHRISTMAS MONKEY now dubbed Sexy O'Sullivan (reference to Home Movies). And candy! And a ton of chapstick! AND A WHOREMONICA. And weird coupons!
He rules. None of you other people can have him. HALF PAST YOU'RE TOO LATE.
Goodbye, I have to poop now.
Seriously though, I guess poop and headache are pretty much status quo. The butt I guess is because I was sitting on the floor a lot the last couple days and sit in crappy office chairs a good % of the time no matter what. The tired is getting up early. But the dizziness sucks, and is inexplicable. I know I'm a hypochondriac and by tomorrow I will have probably forgotten it, but it is disturbing and unpleasant for now.
In other news, the last couple days were good because I spent yesterday and a chunk of the day before with my Roni. He is awesome in general but some specific awesomeness is he cooked for me and let me open my stocking early. This included MONKEY CHRISTMAS SOCKS AND a CHRISTMAS MONKEY now dubbed Sexy O'Sullivan (reference to Home Movies). And candy! And a ton of chapstick! AND A WHOREMONICA. And weird coupons!
He rules. None of you other people can have him. HALF PAST YOU'RE TOO LATE.
Goodbye, I have to poop now.
Tuesday, December 11, 2007
convers
Awesome conversations I have had today:
Me: I was wondering if I could just use your toiletries.
Roni: Like what?
Me: Like bodywash, shampoo, etc.
Roni: Sure, for some reason I thought you meant like, feminine hygiene products or something.
Me: I would be a little scared if you bought me tampons
Roni: I bought them for myself, okay. But you can borrow them. And I MEAN borrow, I want them back after you are finished.
Me: You're cooking lasagna? You need to make marinara sauce?
Roni: It's the special ingriedient. It is all natural.
Chick from work: That was the easiest call ever.
Me: Was it your mom?
*pause*
Me: she's pretty easy.
Un awesome conversations today:
I spoke to every foriegner ever at work today, I think. This includes a dude who spoke exactly like Borat. If it weren't totally unfunny and he didn't have a legitimately foreign sounding name, I would think he was putting me on. I kept expecting him to be like, "Niiiice." Instead, he asked me what the warranty Goodyear sold him on his tires would cover, since he had a flat, and then asked me when the store who sold them would open in the morning. Trying to tell him that I don't know because I don't work for that store, nor do I even live in the same town as him, was like talking to a brick wall.
This also includes a Chinese guy who kept telling me I sounded "sleepy," and told me to "go home and get some rest." He actually said and meant this in a nice way, which is somewhat refreshing compared to the people who lash out at me due to their perception of my tiredness, but it was still fucking annoying.
Then, like I said, 80 other foreigners with the usual problems, i.e. me trying to tell them something, them not understanding, them telling me something, me not understanding.
Oh well. The tampon conversation was pretty awesome.
Me: I was wondering if I could just use your toiletries.
Roni: Like what?
Me: Like bodywash, shampoo, etc.
Roni: Sure, for some reason I thought you meant like, feminine hygiene products or something.
Me: I would be a little scared if you bought me tampons
Roni: I bought them for myself, okay. But you can borrow them. And I MEAN borrow, I want them back after you are finished.
Me: You're cooking lasagna? You need to make marinara sauce?
Roni: It's the special ingriedient. It is all natural.
Chick from work: That was the easiest call ever.
Me: Was it your mom?
*pause*
Me: she's pretty easy.
Un awesome conversations today:
I spoke to every foriegner ever at work today, I think. This includes a dude who spoke exactly like Borat. If it weren't totally unfunny and he didn't have a legitimately foreign sounding name, I would think he was putting me on. I kept expecting him to be like, "Niiiice." Instead, he asked me what the warranty Goodyear sold him on his tires would cover, since he had a flat, and then asked me when the store who sold them would open in the morning. Trying to tell him that I don't know because I don't work for that store, nor do I even live in the same town as him, was like talking to a brick wall.
This also includes a Chinese guy who kept telling me I sounded "sleepy," and told me to "go home and get some rest." He actually said and meant this in a nice way, which is somewhat refreshing compared to the people who lash out at me due to their perception of my tiredness, but it was still fucking annoying.
Then, like I said, 80 other foreigners with the usual problems, i.e. me trying to tell them something, them not understanding, them telling me something, me not understanding.
Oh well. The tampon conversation was pretty awesome.
awesome dream
Man, if my day is half as good as the dream I had last night, I will be doing pretty well. Usually my dreams are these really weird-ass situations, and then change into something even weirder that has nothing to do with the first bit. Anyway, last night I dreamed that I won a contest and got to hang out with They Might Be Giants the whole day. They played two shows and I got to hang out with them in between. The only weird bit was that they were really tiny venues. But it was really, really fun, I felt like a third buddy cop. Most really awesome dreams I feel sad when I wake up because it can never happen, but this dream just made me happy.
Boring, to other people, I know, but I wanted it recorded!
Boring, to other people, I know, but I wanted it recorded!
Monday, December 10, 2007
fun
So today I thought was going to be pretty good, we had a team meeing scheduled. Unlike the rest of the world, where I work everyone loves meetings, because it gets us off the phone. Moreover, we were actually going to get to go out and have it at a restaurant and do a little gift exchange thing. But due to the problems in Oklahoma, they cancelled all non essential activities. But then they actually messed up and didn't need to, because there were tons of people. They were even dismissing people early. So that was sort of annoying.
But then I got into candygrams. Basically we don't have to pay or anything, we put someone's name on them and then someone somewhere is going to attach candy to them and give them to the person. I decided to do it for everyone on my team, even though I don't know anyone, because I was bored, and I actually had a lot of fun. I was going to try and not be weird about it, but that was boring so I put fun messages on them even though they are strange. My favorites are:
"I was going to write you a christmas poem but the only thing that rhymes with Christmas is isthmus, and land bridges just don't get me into the holiday spirit."
"Pointsetta is poisonous! Don't give it to your dog or small child if you have one. Learn from my mistakes."
"Even if you don't like candy you should eat this candy because it is a shame to waste candy."
"I like ponies."
"Reindeer are awesome."
"Here is a picture of a candy cane. And I'm giving you candy. Ironic, eh?" I knew it wasn't really irony but I couldn't remember the proper word.
I still have team members left so I will probably do this with my down time tomorrow.
In other news I am a lazy ass bastard and still have not done anything on that list from a few days ago OR cleaned up my place/did laundry like I have been meaning to.
But then I got into candygrams. Basically we don't have to pay or anything, we put someone's name on them and then someone somewhere is going to attach candy to them and give them to the person. I decided to do it for everyone on my team, even though I don't know anyone, because I was bored, and I actually had a lot of fun. I was going to try and not be weird about it, but that was boring so I put fun messages on them even though they are strange. My favorites are:
"I was going to write you a christmas poem but the only thing that rhymes with Christmas is isthmus, and land bridges just don't get me into the holiday spirit."
"Pointsetta is poisonous! Don't give it to your dog or small child if you have one. Learn from my mistakes."
"Even if you don't like candy you should eat this candy because it is a shame to waste candy."
"I like ponies."
"Reindeer are awesome."
"Here is a picture of a candy cane. And I'm giving you candy. Ironic, eh?" I knew it wasn't really irony but I couldn't remember the proper word.
I still have team members left so I will probably do this with my down time tomorrow.
In other news I am a lazy ass bastard and still have not done anything on that list from a few days ago OR cleaned up my place/did laundry like I have been meaning to.
Sunday, December 09, 2007
Mammal, mammal, their names are called, they raise a paw
Today I:
--busted the latch on the little gas door on my car
--realized I owe 70 bucks to a doctor from when I freaked out for no reason and decided I had lice this summer. I owe him 70 bucks for looking at my hair for two seconds and saying, "you actually don't have lice."
--had a customer hang up on me in the middle of a claim. When I called him back (which we are required to do during claims, because generally we are disconnected by accident, not by design) I was told, "Oh, I am just going to wait until I can file my claim with someone who knows what they are doing" and was hung up on again. Which, btw, this wasn't even a situation where I was screwing up or couldn't find his info, he just apparently hated answering all my questions, which makes me wonder how he expects to file a claim without answering questions.
MERRY CHRISTMAS TO ME
--busted the latch on the little gas door on my car
--realized I owe 70 bucks to a doctor from when I freaked out for no reason and decided I had lice this summer. I owe him 70 bucks for looking at my hair for two seconds and saying, "you actually don't have lice."
--had a customer hang up on me in the middle of a claim. When I called him back (which we are required to do during claims, because generally we are disconnected by accident, not by design) I was told, "Oh, I am just going to wait until I can file my claim with someone who knows what they are doing" and was hung up on again. Which, btw, this wasn't even a situation where I was screwing up or couldn't find his info, he just apparently hated answering all my questions, which makes me wonder how he expects to file a claim without answering questions.
MERRY CHRISTMAS TO ME
Saturday, December 08, 2007
Things I need to do:
1) see about the wart on my foot I've had FOR HALF A YEAR NOW
2) go to the DMV
3) call up my health insurance company and tell them to pay for the fuckin' flu shot instead of dicking me over
4) call up U of I already for christ's sake. I feel like I am chickening out like a total chicken.
5) call up my butt dr. cause I am pooping blood again intermittently (but I have not FELT sicker lately, so I find it confusing)
6) buy christmas presents for my sister and her husband.
7) get up the energy to research digital cameras cause I was thinking about asking for one for christmas but then it turns out the brand I was interested in sucks
8) pay Creative 25 dollars so they don't ruin my credit or something
10) mailing things
11) cleaning my place
12) banging your mother (again).
1) see about the wart on my foot I've had FOR HALF A YEAR NOW
2) go to the DMV
3) call up my health insurance company and tell them to pay for the fuckin' flu shot instead of dicking me over
4) call up U of I already for christ's sake. I feel like I am chickening out like a total chicken.
5) call up my butt dr. cause I am pooping blood again intermittently (but I have not FELT sicker lately, so I find it confusing)
6) buy christmas presents for my sister and her husband.
7) get up the energy to research digital cameras cause I was thinking about asking for one for christmas but then it turns out the brand I was interested in sucks
8) pay Creative 25 dollars so they don't ruin my credit or something
10) mailing things
11) cleaning my place
12) banging your mother (again).
Wednesday, December 05, 2007
Tuesday, December 04, 2007
I forget what my friends look like they forget why they like me
I HAVE THE INTERWEBS!
After much struggle, I have finally triumphed. Hopefully.
The thing I most want to blog about is yesterday I was in the bathroom at work and I overheard a lady on the phone saying:
"Lizards? OH, wizards." Who does not love that? I love that.
I also went to the mall yesterday. This is probably the first time in years I've gone to the mall during Christmas season, and I felt raped. Oh, I only bought two things. One that I needed to get anyway, and then another thing that I was basically walking past the store and the thing was in the window and it was so perfect for the person I was hugely happy. I more mean the people in the kiosks that accost you, or as in my case basically grabbed my hand and started buffing my finger nail and I couldn't escape because I was too polite. I think I probably would've even bought the nail stuff out of politeness if I or anyone I know gave a damn about buffing their nails.
Strangers. Touching me. Making me feel sorry for them and hate them at the same time.
Man... I was bursting with things to say, every day I've not had the internet I've thought of things to blog. But I can't really remember most of them anymore.
After much struggle, I have finally triumphed. Hopefully.
The thing I most want to blog about is yesterday I was in the bathroom at work and I overheard a lady on the phone saying:
"Lizards? OH, wizards." Who does not love that? I love that.
I also went to the mall yesterday. This is probably the first time in years I've gone to the mall during Christmas season, and I felt raped. Oh, I only bought two things. One that I needed to get anyway, and then another thing that I was basically walking past the store and the thing was in the window and it was so perfect for the person I was hugely happy. I more mean the people in the kiosks that accost you, or as in my case basically grabbed my hand and started buffing my finger nail and I couldn't escape because I was too polite. I think I probably would've even bought the nail stuff out of politeness if I or anyone I know gave a damn about buffing their nails.
Strangers. Touching me. Making me feel sorry for them and hate them at the same time.
Man... I was bursting with things to say, every day I've not had the internet I've thought of things to blog. But I can't really remember most of them anymore.
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