4298: Crazy Town
Here is a work conversation [overheard]:A: "That was a good doughnut."
B: "Yes! I started digesting it for you."
...
B: "You know koala moms feed their babies poop so they'll have the enzymes? That's what I do for you. But I'm not a mom."
-_-;
Here's another:C: [re: something I missed what it is] "There's a phrase for it... S.T.O.N.I.T.H. or something. 'Shoot the other node in the head.'"
[later]
D: "Hey, P! You wanna be written into the anals of history? Shoot the lead node in the face?"
Yes, he said ANALS, not ANNALS.
Then there's the less-funny, because it was one long Mom lecture for no good reason:Ruok: Julie, why you settling for scanning? [I start to respond that I'm not settling but am interrupted] You got all this money for five years*, you should go shopping! [interrupted again] If I had that kinda money, I'd go shopping! JULIE. You need to get a degree!
Me: *edging in* I already HAVE a degree!
Ruok: You gotta get a degree. I can't get one 'cause I don't have no money. Kids are expensive, you know that? Anyway, you getcha a degree, then you can get any job you want! You should be a programmer and make lots of money! [I try to say I started as a programmer and couldn't make it work, but INTERRUPTED] I sure likedta be a programmer, be making all kinds of money.
Me: It's not that EASY. I GOT a degree. I did all that school to find out I don't like it. I don't wanna do that again--
Ruok: Then ya gotta get a degree in something you LIKE! [I try to say I've been trying to think of what I like that would be worth spending money on studying.] What do you like?
Me: [not eager to say art and get that slippery slope going] ...I thought about majoring in English, being an editor or something--
Ruok: Then you should do that! You should write a book! [not gonna mention I've written TWO] Or, *I* could write a book, and you can edit it--make it all pretty like, since I don't write good.
Me: That's the thing--I hear all these editors have to read crap all day, from all these people who just write a book in a month and think it'll sell instantly, but you need an agent--
Ruok: See, I can write a book, and you can do all the work... [At least she's honest.]
Me: No, agents are salespeople.
Ruok: What about being a vet? You just stand there and [makes a stethoscope gesture]...
Me: See, I WANTED to be a vet when I was little, but then I realized I'd just be around sick animals all day. That's not what I wanted.
Ruok: Then what about being a nurse? You just stand there and [makes same gesture]... "Yeah, I think you're sick."
Me: That's even WORSE! 9_9 [didn't get to point out how ridiculously oversimplified she's making it out to be]
Ruok: Yeah, I had some friends who said it wasn't that great, you get sick by being around the sick people!
Me: ...and changing bedpans...
Ruok: Then what about being a hairdresser? You don't gotta talk to them. If they do talk, you can turn on the hairdryer!
Me: [GOD] No...
Ruok: How 'bout being a masseuse? You just gotta massage people... you got all that money, you should start a business! And I'll work for you!
Me: >_< [Here I explain that it's a five-year CUSHION, not something to burn through, and not nearly enough to start a business.]
Ruok: Well, you gotta get that degree. I got no money, but I wanna degree...
It went on like that for TOO LONG =_= Still, I have a very difficult time chewing her out 1. because she admitted that she didn't have any friends after becoming a mom and moving around and that, and 2. because I'd sooner not provoke people, especially ones on their way out [if that probation thing is any indication]. I mean, she talks about being ex-army, so that's kinda "I shouldn't just yell at this person, no matter how justified." Grating, all the same.
*I don't know how she remembers me saying that, or why I did, but I regret ever mentioning saying anything about how much of a cushion against un[der]employment I have. One, it's nobody else's business. Two, it invites people to tell me what I should be doing with MY Ben Stein's money. [Case in point.] I wanted to point out the copy of Poorcraft I left in the breakroom, but I feel self-conscious shilling it like that, so fragrantly =p
I did at least explain to her that spending all my savings is irresponsible, 'cause what happens when I'm in a car accident tomorrow 'cause nobody here can drive and I DON'T die but end up disabled for the rest of my life, with all this debt because I spent all my money? Not to mention [not that it's anyone's business] most of my money is tied up in retirement savings and I can't take it out anyway, but I could if I absolutely needed it.
Not for "go[ing] shopping" ¬_¬
[I should note, though, since I've been with C and especially since I stopped working at Target, I haven't been sick to any significant degree!]
But I'm glad because... I finally caught up on all of a certain podcast that was driving me bonkers. I swear, EVERY EPISODE after a certain point contained that damnable "Now you're just somebody that I used to know" song that's irritating to listen to ONCE. I know Tiësto comments if he reuses a track [I think twice in the same month, tops], but this was AT LEAST SIX. Holy butt, it's astonishingly refreshing to be done with it. [Difference between podcast and that link: I started out liking the podcast.] On to a new podcast, and it's a bit dull but at least it doesn't repeat between "episodes."
Maybe the same episode accidentally got uploaded as different episodes. I honestly can't tell except whether my iPod says it's been played.
B: "Yes! I started digesting it for you."
...
B: "You know koala moms feed their babies poop so they'll have the enzymes? That's what I do for you. But I'm not a mom."
-_-;
Here's another:C: [re: something I missed what it is] "There's a phrase for it... S.T.O.N.I.T.H. or something. 'Shoot the other node in the head.'"
[later]
D: "Hey, P! You wanna be written into the anals of history? Shoot the lead node in the face?"
Yes, he said ANALS, not ANNALS.
Then there's the less-funny, because it was one long Mom lecture for no good reason:Ruok: Julie, why you settling for scanning? [I start to respond that I'm not settling but am interrupted] You got all this money for five years*, you should go shopping! [interrupted again] If I had that kinda money, I'd go shopping! JULIE. You need to get a degree!
Me: *edging in* I already HAVE a degree!
Ruok: You gotta get a degree. I can't get one 'cause I don't have no money. Kids are expensive, you know that? Anyway, you getcha a degree, then you can get any job you want! You should be a programmer and make lots of money! [I try to say I started as a programmer and couldn't make it work, but INTERRUPTED] I sure likedta be a programmer, be making all kinds of money.
Me: It's not that EASY. I GOT a degree. I did all that school to find out I don't like it. I don't wanna do that again--
Ruok: Then ya gotta get a degree in something you LIKE! [I try to say I've been trying to think of what I like that would be worth spending money on studying.] What do you like?
Me: [not eager to say art and get that slippery slope going] ...I thought about majoring in English, being an editor or something--
Ruok: Then you should do that! You should write a book! [not gonna mention I've written TWO] Or, *I* could write a book, and you can edit it--make it all pretty like, since I don't write good.
Me: That's the thing--I hear all these editors have to read crap all day, from all these people who just write a book in a month and think it'll sell instantly, but you need an agent--
Ruok: See, I can write a book, and you can do all the work... [At least she's honest.]
Me: No, agents are salespeople.
Ruok: What about being a vet? You just stand there and [makes a stethoscope gesture]...
Me: See, I WANTED to be a vet when I was little, but then I realized I'd just be around sick animals all day. That's not what I wanted.
Ruok: Then what about being a nurse? You just stand there and [makes same gesture]... "Yeah, I think you're sick."
Me: That's even WORSE! 9_9 [didn't get to point out how ridiculously oversimplified she's making it out to be]
Ruok: Yeah, I had some friends who said it wasn't that great, you get sick by being around the sick people!
Me: ...and changing bedpans...
Ruok: Then what about being a hairdresser? You don't gotta talk to them. If they do talk, you can turn on the hairdryer!
Me: [GOD] No...
Ruok: How 'bout being a masseuse? You just gotta massage people... you got all that money, you should start a business! And I'll work for you!
Me: >_< [Here I explain that it's a five-year CUSHION, not something to burn through, and not nearly enough to start a business.]
Ruok: Well, you gotta get that degree. I got no money, but I wanna degree...
It went on like that for TOO LONG =_= Still, I have a very difficult time chewing her out 1. because she admitted that she didn't have any friends after becoming a mom and moving around and that, and 2. because I'd sooner not provoke people, especially ones on their way out [if that probation thing is any indication]. I mean, she talks about being ex-army, so that's kinda "I shouldn't just yell at this person, no matter how justified." Grating, all the same.
*I don't know how she remembers me saying that, or why I did, but I regret ever mentioning saying anything about how much of a cushion against un[der]employment I have. One, it's nobody else's business. Two, it invites people to tell me what I should be doing with MY Ben Stein's money. [Case in point.] I wanted to point out the copy of Poorcraft I left in the breakroom, but I feel self-conscious shilling it like that, so fragrantly =p
I did at least explain to her that spending all my savings is irresponsible, 'cause what happens when I'm in a car accident tomorrow 'cause nobody here can drive and I DON'T die but end up disabled for the rest of my life, with all this debt because I spent all my money? Not to mention [not that it's anyone's business] most of my money is tied up in retirement savings and I can't take it out anyway, but I could if I absolutely needed it.
Not for "go[ing] shopping" ¬_¬
[I should note, though, since I've been with C and especially since I stopped working at Target, I haven't been sick to any significant degree!]
But I'm glad because... I finally caught up on all of a certain podcast that was driving me bonkers. I swear, EVERY EPISODE after a certain point contained that damnable "Now you're just somebody that I used to know" song that's irritating to listen to ONCE. I know Tiësto comments if he reuses a track [I think twice in the same month, tops], but this was AT LEAST SIX. Holy butt, it's astonishingly refreshing to be done with it. [Difference between podcast and that link: I started out liking the podcast.] On to a new podcast, and it's a bit dull but at least it doesn't repeat between "episodes."
Maybe the same episode accidentally got uploaded as different episodes. I honestly can't tell except whether my iPod says it's been played.