Day Two Hundred Twenty-Four:
Marcel made a big fuss again over my choice of career today, claiming how much I 'love' Target, simply because I try to do a good job. I certainly don't hate Target, because they give me money in exchange for simple manual labour, but the way he phrases it makes it sound like an insult.
This is, of course, coming from someone who immediately said, "Heroin's the SHIT!" when Woody mentioned Fresno as being the heroin capital of California.
I did actually come to conclusion as to what my Dream Job would be--oddly enough, I have to agree with the one person's "I want to be a Gradius pilot!" comment. The feeling of flight is the most deeply-rooted of all my dreams, though I've regularly feared actual flight for various reasons. Unfortunately, it's not a dream I would actively pursue, in largest part because Option technology doesn't yet exist, but also because my failure at a career in 3-D modeling/animation completely highlighted my poor depth perception, which is a critical hit against a career in flight as well... not to mention, my motion sickness doesn't help things.
So, I am with Target, not because I'm orgasmic about the work, but because it's something I can do and feel relatively good about doing... which I did today because Cow wasn't there to mess up everything. [The newbies do that as well, but it feels less insulting coming from them than from her because they don't know any better--she ought to know by now.]
In severely indirect relation to this, ea_spouse's story [yanked from Penny Arcade but not read until just now] fully exemplifies 1. why bombing out of the games industry early on [I originally majored in Computer Science] was a good thing for me, and 2. why I want to fully support things I like, rather than pirating. I can't feel at all sympathetic towards anyone who deliberately tries to profit from/bypass monetary support for someone else's work and is subsequently penalized for it. Stories like the one from "EA spouse" happen because people stop caring about other people and only care about what they want, sometimes to an inhumane degree. Someone I know had his page shut down because it contained nothing but cracked copies of shareware games, which was just because he and too many other people believe in the "We wanna get stuff free" philosophy, ignoring who gets stepped on in the process, and that such 'content providers' need to eat, too.
...well, certainly I don't feel eager to pay for the latest and greatest Photoshop, as little as I tend to use it, though I wish Adobe would consider taking the Target $1 cartwell approach and selling their older products [like, Photoshop 4 or 5] for significantly cheaper... it's still running around $400+ for even older stuff, last I checked, which is way too much to pay for only casual use. However, I do support Neopets to an annoying degree [still hooked on getting those damn trading cards that just end up sitting in a binder], and I will register the PopCap games I like when I get another influx of spending money.
Actually, it does make me feel better being in a fairly stable position, since there will likely never be a shortage of stereotypical middle-aged housewives looking to decorate the house with the latest kitsch and other unpirateable physical entities. Sometimes, simplicity is good.
And, just to have it on record, I can't think of anything that makes me angrier [and more claustrophobic] than things being scattered all over the floor.
This is, of course, coming from someone who immediately said, "Heroin's the SHIT!" when Woody mentioned Fresno as being the heroin capital of California.
I did actually come to conclusion as to what my Dream Job would be--oddly enough, I have to agree with the one person's "I want to be a Gradius pilot!" comment. The feeling of flight is the most deeply-rooted of all my dreams, though I've regularly feared actual flight for various reasons. Unfortunately, it's not a dream I would actively pursue, in largest part because Option technology doesn't yet exist, but also because my failure at a career in 3-D modeling/animation completely highlighted my poor depth perception, which is a critical hit against a career in flight as well... not to mention, my motion sickness doesn't help things.
So, I am with Target, not because I'm orgasmic about the work, but because it's something I can do and feel relatively good about doing... which I did today because Cow wasn't there to mess up everything. [The newbies do that as well, but it feels less insulting coming from them than from her because they don't know any better--she ought to know by now.]
In severely indirect relation to this, ea_spouse's story [yanked from Penny Arcade but not read until just now] fully exemplifies 1. why bombing out of the games industry early on [I originally majored in Computer Science] was a good thing for me, and 2. why I want to fully support things I like, rather than pirating. I can't feel at all sympathetic towards anyone who deliberately tries to profit from/bypass monetary support for someone else's work and is subsequently penalized for it. Stories like the one from "EA spouse" happen because people stop caring about other people and only care about what they want, sometimes to an inhumane degree. Someone I know had his page shut down because it contained nothing but cracked copies of shareware games, which was just because he and too many other people believe in the "We wanna get stuff free" philosophy, ignoring who gets stepped on in the process, and that such 'content providers' need to eat, too.
...well, certainly I don't feel eager to pay for the latest and greatest Photoshop, as little as I tend to use it, though I wish Adobe would consider taking the Target $1 cartwell approach and selling their older products [like, Photoshop 4 or 5] for significantly cheaper... it's still running around $400+ for even older stuff, last I checked, which is way too much to pay for only casual use. However, I do support Neopets to an annoying degree [still hooked on getting those damn trading cards that just end up sitting in a binder], and I will register the PopCap games I like when I get another influx of spending money.
Actually, it does make me feel better being in a fairly stable position, since there will likely never be a shortage of stereotypical middle-aged housewives looking to decorate the house with the latest kitsch and other unpirateable physical entities. Sometimes, simplicity is good.
And, just to have it on record, I can't think of anything that makes me angrier [and more claustrophobic] than things being scattered all over the floor.