If hate were a blanket, my blanket could warm Russia.
Another Monday morning. There are few things in my life that I hate, in fact... I don't hate anything... So I guess then, that I have nothing to complain about. So... I will un-complain.
Joy - I get paid not to fix computers. My job is to help them set up their DSL and User accounts. Although I can fix most every problem that I've come across... that's not my job. I have a page of support numbers for people to call. 3rd party wireless... Not my problem. Internet Explorer not working properly... Not my problem. Your computer doesn't start up, your firewall is blocking your access to the internet, your game freezes, your mouse doesn't work, your file sharing program, Microsloth anything, Symantics, Playstation, Gamecube... et cetera. NONE OF IT!!! So how can I complain, seriously, I get paid to pretend I'm stupider than I am.
Pleasure - I'm getting paid well. I have good memories, and when I am pissed off, it usually makes me laugh. Maybe it doesn't make me laugh out loud, but there are many times throughout the day where I do laugh whole heartedly. I have a lot of fun, I understand how people don't know a lot about computers, and I understand how hard it is to get some of the jokes we come up with and the scenarios that we think are funny. I understand now that my "friends" are not the friends I thought they were. They actually have lives outside of computers... I didn't believe it at first, but they actually talk to each other about stuff that they don't talk to me about. At least they're still able to make me laugh by bringing up something funny and technical... and technically funny. I get many a pleasure out of life and I'm sorry that not all people can see the connections I make, and I realize if you have to explain a joke that it loses some of its value, but... When you can have a conversation about Packet Fairies, Packet Pixies, the differences between the two, Data Clowns, Virtual Circus', Runts and Frames for Ethernet Packets and why there aren't any good pictures of a packet to put in a frame.
Content - I need not all the worldly pleasures of flesh and property. Some things are nice to own, and some things are nice to touch, but that's not what stimulates me. I love reading book, and not so much watching movies, sometimes I'll listen to music and try to pick apart the different parts of it. What instruments are playing, trying to figure out what key the song is in, the difference between a synthesized sound and a real sound, the effects that they use on their instruments and their voices. Figuring out the answer to a question no one really wants the answer too, but seems semi-interesting to me.
Life is always worth living, so shut the fuck up and get on with it. Time isn't going to slow down for you, so you can take your smoke break, but you better get right out there and start fucking living.
P.S. I <3 Dina Meyer w/ Bunnies
Joy - I get paid not to fix computers. My job is to help them set up their DSL and User accounts. Although I can fix most every problem that I've come across... that's not my job. I have a page of support numbers for people to call. 3rd party wireless... Not my problem. Internet Explorer not working properly... Not my problem. Your computer doesn't start up, your firewall is blocking your access to the internet, your game freezes, your mouse doesn't work, your file sharing program, Microsloth anything, Symantics, Playstation, Gamecube... et cetera. NONE OF IT!!! So how can I complain, seriously, I get paid to pretend I'm stupider than I am.
Pleasure - I'm getting paid well. I have good memories, and when I am pissed off, it usually makes me laugh. Maybe it doesn't make me laugh out loud, but there are many times throughout the day where I do laugh whole heartedly. I have a lot of fun, I understand how people don't know a lot about computers, and I understand how hard it is to get some of the jokes we come up with and the scenarios that we think are funny. I understand now that my "friends" are not the friends I thought they were. They actually have lives outside of computers... I didn't believe it at first, but they actually talk to each other about stuff that they don't talk to me about. At least they're still able to make me laugh by bringing up something funny and technical... and technically funny. I get many a pleasure out of life and I'm sorry that not all people can see the connections I make, and I realize if you have to explain a joke that it loses some of its value, but... When you can have a conversation about Packet Fairies, Packet Pixies, the differences between the two, Data Clowns, Virtual Circus', Runts and Frames for Ethernet Packets and why there aren't any good pictures of a packet to put in a frame.
Content - I need not all the worldly pleasures of flesh and property. Some things are nice to own, and some things are nice to touch, but that's not what stimulates me. I love reading book, and not so much watching movies, sometimes I'll listen to music and try to pick apart the different parts of it. What instruments are playing, trying to figure out what key the song is in, the difference between a synthesized sound and a real sound, the effects that they use on their instruments and their voices. Figuring out the answer to a question no one really wants the answer too, but seems semi-interesting to me.
Life is always worth living, so shut the fuck up and get on with it. Time isn't going to slow down for you, so you can take your smoke break, but you better get right out there and start fucking living.
P.S. I <3 Dina Meyer w/ Bunnies