A little somethin-somethin
Since Xmas the iPod and iTunes communities on Livejournal have had a steady influx of the stupidest, most inept
people anyone would ever want to hear speak. It’s amazing they can wipe their own asses, eat food by themselves or in some cases, even manage to breath without fucking it up.
I mostly only joke about being a super genius, but reading the posts there for the past few days I can’t help but feel I am in the top 10% of society. Any idiot can ask a question. I guess it takes real brains to plug something in, turn it on and figure it out yourself. Hence people in my field always finding jobs I guess. Not to mention Apple’s website has some of the best tech support I’ve dealt with. Its knowledge base was as interesting as reading Thoreau to me a year ago when I got my iPod. But, these people seem intent on being helpless (kinda like me and finding a job).
I haven’t even read the comments but the moderator posted a reminder to ”be nice” to all the people who are posting.
To quote Sean Connery, ”Personally, I think you’re a fucking idiot.”
Tensions are boiling over here today. Claws are out. Crosses are planted firmly in the ground and martyrs are taking their positions. I guess the guy that bolted out of here had a run in with the head of accounting, who I thought was a decent enough guy. The Mafioso got involved and the guy is back in the office today. I still haven’t gotten all the details. Jabba sent out a panicked email copying ten different people about the discussion she had with my boss and I last night and his concerns over the direction the technical side was going into. The sky is falling all over this place over and over again.
Frankenstein’s Monster said this was actually a form of management called urgency-something. We both concurred that it’s a battle of wits at this place between old school and new school. All the old school people here, mostly the broads, have this idea that the only way to exist is in a constant state of anxiety and accusation. Everything is an emergency and everyone is out to steal the Mafioso’s money in some form or another... whether it be misuse of company phones, lying about hours or getting bonuses that they "don’t deserve" because they didn’t scratch someone’s back.
The rest of us, the normal people, are just trying to do our jobs and get by and this method is completely unsatisfactory to the old schoolers because if you are not talking constantly about how overworked you are, you must not be working hard at all.
I did find out something interesting today. Jabba needs her daughter and the Bilingual Bitch’s daughter to come in on Friday, the New Years holiday, to work and she is giving them a floating holiday next year because of it. As far as I was told, we get holiday pay for that day, plus any time that we work on top of that if we have to come in. But there is no extra ”perk” of any kind for doing it. Certainly not an extra day off down the line because of it.
The trouble is, I am not supposed to know this so bringing it up is going to be really hard to do. Maybe if my mommy ran I.T. I’d get perks like this too. I’ve got three days before I swore to myself I’d have that resume updated. I need some motivation. I predict failure for myself.
people anyone would ever want to hear speak. It’s amazing they can wipe their own asses, eat food by themselves or in some cases, even manage to breath without fucking it up.
I mostly only joke about being a super genius, but reading the posts there for the past few days I can’t help but feel I am in the top 10% of society. Any idiot can ask a question. I guess it takes real brains to plug something in, turn it on and figure it out yourself. Hence people in my field always finding jobs I guess. Not to mention Apple’s website has some of the best tech support I’ve dealt with. Its knowledge base was as interesting as reading Thoreau to me a year ago when I got my iPod. But, these people seem intent on being helpless (kinda like me and finding a job).
I haven’t even read the comments but the moderator posted a reminder to ”be nice” to all the people who are posting.
To quote Sean Connery, ”Personally, I think you’re a fucking idiot.”
Tensions are boiling over here today. Claws are out. Crosses are planted firmly in the ground and martyrs are taking their positions. I guess the guy that bolted out of here had a run in with the head of accounting, who I thought was a decent enough guy. The Mafioso got involved and the guy is back in the office today. I still haven’t gotten all the details. Jabba sent out a panicked email copying ten different people about the discussion she had with my boss and I last night and his concerns over the direction the technical side was going into. The sky is falling all over this place over and over again.
Frankenstein’s Monster said this was actually a form of management called urgency-something. We both concurred that it’s a battle of wits at this place between old school and new school. All the old school people here, mostly the broads, have this idea that the only way to exist is in a constant state of anxiety and accusation. Everything is an emergency and everyone is out to steal the Mafioso’s money in some form or another... whether it be misuse of company phones, lying about hours or getting bonuses that they "don’t deserve" because they didn’t scratch someone’s back.
The rest of us, the normal people, are just trying to do our jobs and get by and this method is completely unsatisfactory to the old schoolers because if you are not talking constantly about how overworked you are, you must not be working hard at all.
I did find out something interesting today. Jabba needs her daughter and the Bilingual Bitch’s daughter to come in on Friday, the New Years holiday, to work and she is giving them a floating holiday next year because of it. As far as I was told, we get holiday pay for that day, plus any time that we work on top of that if we have to come in. But there is no extra ”perk” of any kind for doing it. Certainly not an extra day off down the line because of it.
The trouble is, I am not supposed to know this so bringing it up is going to be really hard to do. Maybe if my mommy ran I.T. I’d get perks like this too. I’ve got three days before I swore to myself I’d have that resume updated. I need some motivation. I predict failure for myself.