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20 December 2006
I just went to the unisex, one person restroom here at work. Somebody's balled up pantyhose/stockings are on the radiator.
Also, I just got back from my 'evaluation.' I got an 'unsatisfactory.' It said that I was unfocused, unmotivated, and unproductive. I coulda told them that and saved them a typing assignment.
Apologies in advance for this nasty story to follow. Sorry all. I just had to tell this story.: One time, my parents and I went out to eat at the little diner near our house when I was a small to medium sized child. My Mom got up and excused herself from the table and went to the ladie's room. She was in there for a very long time. Finally, she emerged all angry - and said "I was in there for so long why didn't anyone come to check on me". We had no answer, we just thought she was taking a long time. Turns out the ladie's room had no TP in it. I suppose it's one thing if you peed and there was no TP, but what do you do when it's number 2? She used her underware and then had to dispose of them in the ladie's room garbage.
I'm apparently on some kind of probation status or I'm going to be or some damn thing. It's really amazing how little I actually care. I was mainly uncomfortable because they handed over the task to my immediate supervisor, who's a friend. But he's got a job to do.
well it's not like telling folks they're gonna be laid off is gonna motivate anyone. I was just thinking a day or so ago that maybe there's a niche at DumbCo for your music review bloggish action. Call me crazy.
I was just thinking a day or so ago that maybe there's a niche at DumbCo for your music review bloggish action. Call me crazy.
I wish it were so, chewie. But since this is a commercial database (ie, designed to sell products) only positive and/or descriptive things can be written about the products we process, and that's not my long suit, writing-wise. And, truth be told, I'm not really a writer, just a quipster. And seeing all the crappy CD's that come out has more or less destroyed my interest in new music, and there's plenty of people who know way more than I do to begin with. Besides, I was never working on the editorial end of things here, I merely filled in forms: who played what instrument, etc.
And this isn't some kind of anti-corporate crusade I'm on. I'm just lazy and easily distracted and not as smart as I used to think I was. I really wish I was sitting in a bar or on my couch getting loaded about now.
I was mainly uncomfortable because they handed over the task to my immediate supervisor, who's a friend. But he's got a job to do.
Well maybe he and you can reach some sort of arrangement wherein you figure out what he needs from you, performance-wise, to get HIS bosses off his back about you, and then you see if you can live with that.
In NY, is unemployment harder to get when there is some sort of performance-based termination, rather than reduction in force?
In NY, is unemployment harder to get when there is some sort of performance-based termination, rather than reduction in force?
Probably.
Well maybe he and you can reach some sort of arrangement wherein you figure out what he needs from you, performance-wise, to get HIS bosses off his back about you, and then you see if you can live with that.
I know what he wants. I'm just not into doing it anymore and remaining sane. Because he's a friend I feel bad about that, but what are you gonna do?
Sounds like you need a better job, jonmc...
Dude, I managed to fuck up this monkey's job that I have now. I'm not really suitable for responsible employment.
Here's an idea for you: jonmc's One-Liner Album Reviews. Short and sweet, for people in this ADHD age who can't be bothered to read an entire Pitchfork article (or have no idea what Pitchfork is, much less that it's teh suck) and just want to know whether they might like some album they heard about on, dunno, the Morning Show or whatever. One regular ole Joe Average's opinion, not what some too-cool youngster with tight pants and weird tattoos says.
Though this would probably require you to start listening to new stuff again.
Dude, I managed to fuck up this monkey's job that I have now. I'm not really suitable for responsible employment.
Dude, I know this is hard for you to accept, but it doesn't work like that. Smart people with imaginations almost always fuck up monkey's jobs. I should know; I've fucked up plenty. There are jobs out there in which someone like you can feel reasonably good about going to work in the morning. Get one. Please.
What kind of Dilbert-o-genic operation is this? Evaluating the motivation of people you laid off months ago? Maybe it's all some kind of social science experiment. Maybe you'll all get to keep a bucket of white rats for a bonus, "sorry to jerk you around like that, but we were just following the expermental protocol. No hard feelings. Back to work everyone!"
I just went to the restroom and the 'hose were still there on the radiator roasting away. I'm considering hanging my jock from the light fixture just for parity.
(no I don't wear a jock to work. I haven't worn a jock since I was 8 actually, and a catcher in little league. the coaches told us if we wanted to play catcher we had to get one. so, ignorant child that I was, I ran full-tilt toward my dad in the stands yelling 'Dad! I need to get a protective cup!"
I still don't think he's forgiven me.
Anyway, it was the closest male analogue to hose I could come up with, and with the exception of fishnet stockings with the garters, hosiery does kinda suck, I agree)
Here's an idea for you: jonmc's One-Liner Album Reviews. Short and sweet, for people in this ADHD age.
I would just like to momentarily interrupt the healthy japery with a message for jonmc: Please allow me to point out in no uncertain terms that this idea is pure fucking airspun gold, and if you don't finally finish getting fired from SuckassCo and run with it I'm going to hunt you down and kill you. With techno. I do have the technology and know-how. You'll find the brown note or die trying. Muahaha.
Eventually you'll have enough reviews that it'll be worth throwing in an engine where you can serve up random reviews or browse through 'em, like bash.org or something.
By all means, you can send us a little something as a thank you stipend later, but only if you get on it before someone else does. Get someone to hook you up with some decent space and an adwords account or something.
In response to the original post, somewhere in jonmc's office is a woman without her knickers on. I believe this should be referred to as An Opportunity.
And you're absolutely right about monkey jobs, bingo... I was a terrible secretary/bank teller/airline reservationist (not to knock any of those things, just more routine than I could handle)... but I think I'm a darn good teacher, most days. I used to go nuts staring at the clock chained to some desk. I never lasted more than six months; I used to quit without notice, just not show up anymore and avoid the phone. But I love what I do now; it's challenging, and I enjoy the students (most of them). This is my fifth year; the thought of twenty more years until retirement is a bit daunting sometimes, but what the heck, I have to work somewhere (I'll just be a Pulitzer-prize-winning-author on the side... and maybe a hot air balloonist... : )
(As for the hose, if they weren't fuscia fishnets, they weren't mine.)
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