I am in ur planetarium, countin ur starz
Holy....what the Hell? We had a fucking tornado touch down uncomfortably close to my neck of the woods. We have gotten tornadoes in the past here in Vancouver--the last time I was eleven or something, and it was just a tiny little funnel cloud that touched down on the main-drag outside our house--but this caused so much damage! It didn't come anywhere near where we live now, but still close enough to be alarming in the extreme. Glad I was across the river at work at the time!
And some people still keep insisting that global warming is a myth, holy crap...
It seems that I'm better at getting hours for myself than my boss is. I'm supposed to be working 25-30 hours a week now, and that was supposed to be in effect starting next week, but nooooooooo! That stupid wench (I was almost irritated enough to call her a stupid whore...whoops, guess I just did!) didn't give me any hours next week. Nada. But I've already worked two planetarium shifts that either had not been filled or conflicted with other shifts. All of us in Visitor Services are about to start a rebellion: in all fairness the lady tries to be really nice but She. Just. Can't. Do. Her. Job. Right. This is not just the opinion of a disgruntled employee, this is the opinion of all my peers, of customers who have dealt with her, and even some of her peers. What fuck-up is it going to take for them to put somebody actually competent in her place?! Somebody like one of my direct supervisors who end up doing most of her job anyway?!?! AAAAAAARRRGH!!!
*snarl* Okay, I feel a bit better now.
Anywho, yeah, I've been spending a lot of time with my new buddies in the planetarium. It's gotten to the point where I've seen Pacific Northwest Skies so often that I can now, even from the city, identify five constellations. This is a huge deal for a city kid like me! The other shows start to drag on you after watching them so many times, but the presenters don't give a shit: they've got flashlights and whole stacks of Calvin & Hobbs comics just in case. Their only rule is DON'T FALL ASLEEP, which is nigh impossible considering how often I have to get up and ask parents to please keep their children quiet/in their laps/from trying to lick the laser lights/from trying to lick the other children. The planetarium, more than any other place at OMSI, makes me want to get my tubes tied.
It's not that I don't like kids, I actually find that I really quite like them! It's just that the majority of the people I have to deal with never should have bred. I mean, I'm sorry that you paid $5.50 for movie tickets and that you really don't want to miss your show, but if your child is screaming terrified of the big asteroids coming at them then saying it's fake won't help! Get your ass up, take them to the big, bright, safe playground they wanted to stay in the first place, and get a damn refund. Honestly. We've had to shut down whole shows because one parent with a frightened baby refused to leave (thankfully, never on my watch). So sorry you folks don't get to have a life again for another 18 years, but that's your problem: don't make the other paying customers (or employees) suffer for it.
Ah well, with school back in session things should calm down again soon. Now all I want is for the skies to clear up so I can go out and use my new star-gazing skills.
And some people still keep insisting that global warming is a myth, holy crap...
It seems that I'm better at getting hours for myself than my boss is. I'm supposed to be working 25-30 hours a week now, and that was supposed to be in effect starting next week, but nooooooooo! That stupid wench (I was almost irritated enough to call her a stupid whore...whoops, guess I just did!) didn't give me any hours next week. Nada. But I've already worked two planetarium shifts that either had not been filled or conflicted with other shifts. All of us in Visitor Services are about to start a rebellion: in all fairness the lady tries to be really nice but She. Just. Can't. Do. Her. Job. Right. This is not just the opinion of a disgruntled employee, this is the opinion of all my peers, of customers who have dealt with her, and even some of her peers. What fuck-up is it going to take for them to put somebody actually competent in her place?! Somebody like one of my direct supervisors who end up doing most of her job anyway?!?! AAAAAAARRRGH!!!
*snarl* Okay, I feel a bit better now.
Anywho, yeah, I've been spending a lot of time with my new buddies in the planetarium. It's gotten to the point where I've seen Pacific Northwest Skies so often that I can now, even from the city, identify five constellations. This is a huge deal for a city kid like me! The other shows start to drag on you after watching them so many times, but the presenters don't give a shit: they've got flashlights and whole stacks of Calvin & Hobbs comics just in case. Their only rule is DON'T FALL ASLEEP, which is nigh impossible considering how often I have to get up and ask parents to please keep their children quiet/in their laps/from trying to lick the laser lights/from trying to lick the other children. The planetarium, more than any other place at OMSI, makes me want to get my tubes tied.
It's not that I don't like kids, I actually find that I really quite like them! It's just that the majority of the people I have to deal with never should have bred. I mean, I'm sorry that you paid $5.50 for movie tickets and that you really don't want to miss your show, but if your child is screaming terrified of the big asteroids coming at them then saying it's fake won't help! Get your ass up, take them to the big, bright, safe playground they wanted to stay in the first place, and get a damn refund. Honestly. We've had to shut down whole shows because one parent with a frightened baby refused to leave (thankfully, never on my watch). So sorry you folks don't get to have a life again for another 18 years, but that's your problem: don't make the other paying customers (or employees) suffer for it.
Ah well, with school back in session things should calm down again soon. Now all I want is for the skies to clear up so I can go out and use my new star-gazing skills.