Woof
I'm a 2 day old dog but I think I just got a taste of more to come.
See, today the IT guy set up my email for me. Which is on Lotus Notes btw. Technology from 1939 I think. Lotus Notes suck balls. Big huge balls. Fucking blue balls. I am not kidding. IBM isn't even around anymore, why didn't LN just die with it?
Anyways. I had to prompt the IT guy to load my ID because he was kinda stuck at setting that shit up for me. Here's where I tell you that there are 2 kind of men I probably won't date EVER AGAIN.
1) The salesmen
2) The IT guys
Why, you ask me. This is not the time to go through this shit.
So. After my email is all set up, I realise the idiot didn't load my signature. He did the first round, but then he re-did the process and forgot my signature the second round. SO I HAD TO GOOGLE THAT SHIT UP AND DO I ALL BY MYSELF. Including the part where I figure out how standard signatures are supposed to look like and why the fuck did stupid LN automatically double space everything.
I work for a large organisation now, with an IT department and all that jazz, and I still have to figure shit like that out myself? 2 things.
1) I am anal and OCD
2) ORGANISATION FAIL
But here comes the good part. The part of the story that is part of the reason I am losing sleep.
I am required to sign off with my full name, prefixed with salutation. And I chose to be a Ms. I had to fill in a form to send to the department that would update the staff directory with my details, and I needed some help with some details on that form so I sent it to my colleague, asking her for some help.
SHE FILLS THAT SHIT UP FOR ME, AND FORWARDS IT TO MY ASSISTANT MANAGER FOR APPROVAL.
What the fuck is this shit! I am so pissed at these clerks. Just because THEY need approval for all emails THEY send, doesn't mean that I DO!! Now, you may think I sound all high and mighty, but my manager and assistant manager have already told me that I am hired on a grade where I don't need approvals on shit like these, whilst my colleagues do, because technically they are clerks and I am an executive, so this is embarrassing, really.
Also. These idiot auntie monsters of such SQUARE people, they keep INSISTING that I am to go by the salutation of Miss instead of my preferred Ms. They even changed the form for me, the one they forwarded to my Asst Manger for 'approval'.
Now, I absolutely DETEST being a Miss.
Because in Mr Panache's words (Farnamals smart friend hahaha inside joke here), I think I am a 'shrewed AWARE feminist'. LOL.
So. Along with Lotus Notes, the people working with me also come from the year 1939. Yes! Where they still call each other Mdm Tan and Mrs Foong when they pass by each other in the canteen and say hi.
Seriously. Full of shit. And when I insist to go by Ms, they argue with me that I am a Miss because I am not married. Come ON. PLEASE. Why do women still want to allow people to know their marital status based on their salutation? WHY!
Not proud of being unmarried, really. So can you say I'm feminist?
I am going to sort this shit out tomorrow. The entire organisation is not going to know my marital status based on my salutation. It's SO HARD being a dog, really. Feels like I'm living a Batman kindof life. So kental in the day, discussing idiotic things like how standing close to a microwave can give you cancer (WTF?!?) and back to normal cool self at night and weekends.
I am so glad for my iPhong, which keeps me sane because at least I am still in touch with real non square people out there in the capitalist world.
Srsly man. The position is all great and shit, but the double life is kinda hard to keep.
See, today the IT guy set up my email for me. Which is on Lotus Notes btw. Technology from 1939 I think. Lotus Notes suck balls. Big huge balls. Fucking blue balls. I am not kidding. IBM isn't even around anymore, why didn't LN just die with it?
Anyways. I had to prompt the IT guy to load my ID because he was kinda stuck at setting that shit up for me. Here's where I tell you that there are 2 kind of men I probably won't date EVER AGAIN.
1) The salesmen
2) The IT guys
Why, you ask me. This is not the time to go through this shit.
So. After my email is all set up, I realise the idiot didn't load my signature. He did the first round, but then he re-did the process and forgot my signature the second round. SO I HAD TO GOOGLE THAT SHIT UP AND DO I ALL BY MYSELF. Including the part where I figure out how standard signatures are supposed to look like and why the fuck did stupid LN automatically double space everything.
I work for a large organisation now, with an IT department and all that jazz, and I still have to figure shit like that out myself? 2 things.
1) I am anal and OCD
2) ORGANISATION FAIL
But here comes the good part. The part of the story that is part of the reason I am losing sleep.
I am required to sign off with my full name, prefixed with salutation. And I chose to be a Ms. I had to fill in a form to send to the department that would update the staff directory with my details, and I needed some help with some details on that form so I sent it to my colleague, asking her for some help.
SHE FILLS THAT SHIT UP FOR ME, AND FORWARDS IT TO MY ASSISTANT MANAGER FOR APPROVAL.
What the fuck is this shit! I am so pissed at these clerks. Just because THEY need approval for all emails THEY send, doesn't mean that I DO!! Now, you may think I sound all high and mighty, but my manager and assistant manager have already told me that I am hired on a grade where I don't need approvals on shit like these, whilst my colleagues do, because technically they are clerks and I am an executive, so this is embarrassing, really.
Also. These idiot auntie monsters of such SQUARE people, they keep INSISTING that I am to go by the salutation of Miss instead of my preferred Ms. They even changed the form for me, the one they forwarded to my Asst Manger for 'approval'.
Now, I absolutely DETEST being a Miss.
Because in Mr Panache's words (Farnamals smart friend hahaha inside joke here), I think I am a 'shrewed AWARE feminist'. LOL.
So. Along with Lotus Notes, the people working with me also come from the year 1939. Yes! Where they still call each other Mdm Tan and Mrs Foong when they pass by each other in the canteen and say hi.
Seriously. Full of shit. And when I insist to go by Ms, they argue with me that I am a Miss because I am not married. Come ON. PLEASE. Why do women still want to allow people to know their marital status based on their salutation? WHY!
Not proud of being unmarried, really. So can you say I'm feminist?
I am going to sort this shit out tomorrow. The entire organisation is not going to know my marital status based on my salutation. It's SO HARD being a dog, really. Feels like I'm living a Batman kindof life. So kental in the day, discussing idiotic things like how standing close to a microwave can give you cancer (WTF?!?) and back to normal cool self at night and weekends.
I am so glad for my iPhong, which keeps me sane because at least I am still in touch with real non square people out there in the capitalist world.
Srsly man. The position is all great and shit, but the double life is kinda hard to keep.