wook77: (ANGRY)
So my problem employee left which is awesome. The best part, though, is she left me with much lulz had. She gave me a card, stating "I'm sorry that you thought I was a bad employee and did not reach your performance requirements. You are really unhappy and I know that you have a hole in your heart and I think that Jesus can fill it. Please visit [list of churches and websites] to help you fill the hole in your heart that you're suffering from." So, lol. Those two sentences were RIGHT NEXT TO EACH OTHER OMG LOL. Obviously, the only reason that she didn't reach my crazy high performance requirements of "let me know where you're at on a project" and "cut checks in a timely manner" was cause I didn't have Jesus filling a hole in my heart.

I bit the bullet and signed up on match.com. I'm certain it will be as lolarious as okcupid for crazy people telling me that they want me to be their sexual slave and service both of the married couple and carry their children. (Yes, I've gotten multiple emails similar to that) Plus, I can only hope that match.com sends me old men in nylon granny panties posing all luridly. (why yes, I've gotten that, too)

I'm writing something that will feature the disclaimer of "I am not responsible for the google image search results should you choose to google the apparatus used in this fic".

I'm rather addicted to this song (link goes to youtube). It was featured on Sons of Anarchy and I love it.

My [livejournal.com profile] ac_bigbang fic was submitted, only a day late, and I've got three awesome pieces of artwork for it. The mod was amazingly laidback and full of helpful communication about deadlines and such. the [livejournal.com profile] biowarebang mod did the same and I really enjoyed participating in both of those fests. I like laidback mods who keep in communication with people. I guess I'm kooky that way. You can find the fic here.

It's really really hard not to judge Republicans by the Tea Party asshats lately. Like, seriously, people? Rick Perry kills a shitload of people and you cheer? He's not only put an innocent man to death based on faulty science but he then fired the investigators and you think that's a reason to cheer? And THEN to cheer about killing someone without insurance cause they're in a coma? Really? You'd kill him? So then you supported Terri Schiavo's husband in his quest to end Terri Schiavo's life, right? You totally supported him on ending a coma patient's life and didn't side with the parents, then, right? UGH. Hypocritical assholes cheering for bullshit things. Awful Christian of them, isn't it?

Until the fandom wank post, I had no idea that Michael Fassbender suffered from domestic violence-itus. I feel sort of gross for finding him attractive, now. Dammit.

Final note - people. Seriously. STOP WITH THE INCREASING YOUR RATING DUE TO "mild homosexuality". That suddenly put a fic to "Teen" to "Mature"?! Oh fuck you. I'm not reading your fic just because of your asshattery. Which pisses me off as it sounded mildly interesting and it's in a fandom that barely ever gets fic.
wook77: (earthlogic)
Yanno, I did this entry of what makes me hit the backbutton really, really fast when it comes to fanfic. I feel like I should do one on professionally published works, as well. For example, referring to one of your main protagonists as "a slice of chocolate cake" because he's a black man. Really? Was that necessary and/or appropriate? The book sounded awful anyway (plus, no excerpt) but that "slice of chocolate cake" was just the icing on the fail cake (yes, bad pun, sorry :().

Interviewing continues for the open position. Recent applicants/interviewees included:

a.) the man telling me that he doesn't waste his time on "that Star Wars crap" (um, dude? You're staring at a picture of Wedge Antilles and you're sitting in an office currently filled with "that Star Wars crap"). He's much smarter than that because he likes chess but only plays against people that have a lower skill level than he does because he hates to lose. He also told us his previous boss was out to get him and constantly setting him up for failure and that he likes to snoop through other people's desks so that he can see what they are and aren't doing.

b.) the lady with the see-through shirt where I could see her bra. No thanks, I really do not need to see that. Plus, she then admitted that her animals are not fixed, that they run around the neighborhood adding to a pet overpopulation problem and then giggling about it. You do know what we do here, right?

c.) The lady who called me up and demanded an interview and then cried on the phone when I told her that she wasn't qualified. Please don't cry. That really makes me uncomfortable. I'm sorry that your years of working on building calculators doesn't qualify you for an accounting position but building them and using them are not the same thing.

d.) The guy who wants to be a wilderness guide, knows how to ride horses in two different styles and just got certified for remote wilderness survival. None of that relates to accounting. Just because you know which bugs to eat (yes, that was on his resume) doesn't mean that you'll be able to accurately determine which accounts to charge expenses to.

Ugh. Hiring. I keep hearing that there are tons of people looking for jobs. Why can't I get qualified AND non-crazy ones. They're either not-crazy and not-qualified or qualified and crazy.

So, interviewing continues, obviously.
wook77: (star wars: shut it)
So, problem employee turned in her notice after the previously discussed issue. Which I totally expected so I was well-prepared with knowing the resume/interviewing process was about to happen. Day before leaving for Star Trek: Las Vegas (more on that later), we put the ads out and the resumes poured in.

Thus, you get to continue along with the sequel: Adventures in Hiring v2.0. For v1.0, see here. There's plenty of crazy.

I'm rather cheap for this so I only listed with the unemployment office and craigslist as they're both free to list jobs.

We've got baristas with no accounting history but they know how to make mini-donuts. We've got 7th Grade Math Teachers. We've got former Controllers. We've got Circle K Managers. We've got so many random people. No one super bitchy yet which is a plus. Instead, there's just a whole lot of unqualified applicants.

We did the first interview this morning. The lady wore so much perfume that I barely kept from gagging. Three hours later (and lunch), I'm still tasting her perfume on my tongue. I have a major headache from the perfume.

Here's a hint - if you're looking for a job, do not wear perfume. You don't know if the hiring person is scent-sensitive or not. If they are and you wear perfume, you're out of the hiring pool. If they aren't and you don't wear perfume, you simply smell normal and human. See, win/win to not wear perfume. The sad part is that this lady interviewed very well for the most part but the perfume was just too strong for me to consider having that in my office all the time.

Another hint - a resume should be formated in a certain way. If you have random columns that I can't figure out the logic behind, you are not going to get an interview. If you still have the brackets where Word wants you to fill in the blanks, I will think that you do not know how to use Word properly and will not hire you. I simply have too many resumes coming in to try to spend more than a few minutes on a resume that makes no sense and/or looks appalling.

Third hint - if you use all caps in your cover letter to emphasize how GREAT and AMAZING of a JOB CANDIDATE you are, I am going to think that you are neither GREAT nor AMAZING. I'm going to think that you like random caps and compose unprofessional correspondence for my professional job.

Final hint - stop with the family status in your resume. Seriously. I do not want to know about how many children you have. I only want to know about what qualifications you have to perform the job I am advertising for.
wook77: (assassin's creed: shit just got real)
Anyone going to Star Trek Las Vegas? [livejournal.com profile] elanorofcastile and I are going and I think it'd be fun to meet up with a bunch of slashers. Anyone?

The teaser trailer for Assassin's Creed: Embers is up. here. Oh my heart. Seriously, just gah. This game series just about breaks my heart. I love Altair, don't get me wrong, but Ezio has a special place in my heart. I think it has a lot to do with how much we've seen of his life versus how little we saw of Altair. We've seen Ezio since he was a baby and now we get to see him as an old(er) man.

I think Imma sign up for the Assassin's Creed Big Bang, especially as the word count is a minimum of 4k. Next challenge is all about cliches and I can think of about a billion cliches I'd love to write.

My [livejournal.com profile] biowarebang fic will be posted shortly. We've an extension from the mod and hopefully everything comes together in the next day or so. You should see what [livejournal.com profile] kath_ballantyne came up with, folks. Seriously, her drawings are amazing. AMAZING. I have no words for it. Plus, the fic mixer has some great ideas (and she loved my fic so there's that, too).

I have a huge, ginormous amount of shit to take to the post office now that the post office has found my lost packages. So if I owe you mail, you will be getting it soon.

Work has been ridiculous lately but it's eased up. We've finally closed our fiscal year and can work on July and move on with our lives.

One of the people I loathe at work just turned in her two weeks. I'm sort of ecstatic over it. She's a royal pain in the ass with a giant martyr complex while she also thinks that she is the most amazing person in the entire world. I hate listening to her fucking lectures on how awesome she is and how she knows more than everyone else. Self-absorbed asshole is finally going away. Thank the maker.
wook77: (da2 kiss)
Finished and submitted by [livejournal.com profile] biowarebang fic but it looks like my artist dropped with no notice to anyone. So, um, yayes? This always seems to happen to me. I am normally the one that gets the pinch hit and, in all attempts to not be snarky, you can sort of tell the pinch hits.

The post office is fucking with me, yet again. I don't understand how they can continue to justify their existence when they fail so miserably.

I had a professional photographer come take pictures of my dogs for the "Hot Dogs of Tucson" calendar as I won the page for June. You can see my dogs here. You also get to see bits of my backyard. I'll prolly post a link to the calendar when it's available cause my puppies are the cutest.

I saw Deathly Hallows. As far as I'm concerned, Deamus is now movie canon. I had my qualms with HBP but this one really hit the mark. There were disappointments but for the most part, best acted and best part of the series. I enjoyed it a lot.

I'm writing for [livejournal.com profile] bb_shousetsu for this round. I'm about 90% done with it. Anyone up for a beta of original fic? It's sitting at about 11k right now.

I'm playing through Fable 3 again. I love this game.

Work continues to stress me out. We're closing the fiscal year and it's the worst close we've ever had. I was basically in tears by the end of Friday. So fucking horribly stressful. The weather isn't helping as it's really humid (shut up, 50% humidity is awful) and we've been having major air pressure changes and my head aches all the time from it. I've had a migraine and/or headache since last Saturday and it doesn't look like that's going to change anytime soon.

Date didn't happen. He wussed out about 45 minutes beforehand so whatever. Fuck him.

Thank you for all the chocolate heads, guys! I sent out about a billion of them because they're totally fun :D
wook77: (Diet Coke)
I haven't posted lately because honestly? The only thing going on in my life is work (and not very exciting work at that).

I had my first paid speaking gig on "Employee Engagement: Inspiring Employees to be Well". It's just mindboggling that I get paid to tell people that if they talk to their employees, their employees will talk back.

I've finally finished my [livejournal.com profile] help_haiti fic. It's going to require copious amounts of beta'ing but it's finished. Deamus with a side of Neville/Susan, Dennis/Parvati, Harry/Ginny and misc other characters.

I've also finished both of my [livejournal.com profile] help_nz fics. Woohoo!

I've a prompt for [livejournal.com profile] help_japan which I'm looking forward to writing! I'm claiming my [livejournal.com profile] trekreversebang prompt tomorrow and I have one that I really really want as I've sort of already started writing it :/ Way to put the cart before the horse, wook, you idiot.

Tomorrow shall be spent stitching Star Trek characters.

I think I might have a house lined up for next year. It'll be a rental but, still, I'm finally getting my own place and moving out of my mother and sister's house. I'm stuck until next year as my sister is in school and has no income so they need me to help pay the mortgage. The house is fairly tiny (about 800 sq feet) but it has a nice sized back yard. I worked out the budget for the house and it looks like I can afford it with a little left over, even with quitting Fry's.

Those who know me will be shocked by the following: I have cut my Diet Coke intake down from about two 2-liters a day to 3 cans a day. This is huge. I haven't been getting caffeine headaches with that cutback but I'm going to go for another week before I cut it down to one can a day.

My manager at Fry's was finally able to cut my schedule down to 3 shifts a week. In a few weeks, I'll be back to two shifts a week. That's still more than enough money to afford trips and pay off medical bills so I'm good to go with that sort of schedule.
wook77: (mike lange - hunt moose on a harley)
Pima County might be on to be the 51st state? wut wut. LOL I love my area. See? Arizona isn't full of crazy asshole Republicans. There's funny Democrats down here!

my thread at [livejournal.com profile] help_nz.

H50 Friending Meme is still going on.

As for me - my older sister was visiting from Philadelphia this past week. We ended up heading to the Tucson Rodeo, which was a blast. She left today. She was surprisingly awesome while here.

I've been doing a lot more public speaking on employee engagement and motivation to a ton of organizations. I have 5 engagements booked in March and four in April. IDK why people find it hard to engage their employees. If you make it fun and you actually, oh IDK, TALK TO YOUR EMPLOYEES, you could probably get them to care more. Two of the engagements in March are for non-profit healthcare places that serve the under-privileged. I don't mind helping them but my advice is so simple that I feel dumb taking up their time for it.

What I really want to know is when did I suddenly become an expert that people are turning to? Like, seriously? When did this happen? How did this happen?

I start back at Fry's on Monday night. I honestly do not know how long working at Fry's will last as I've enjoyed my time away from there so much. I like having more free time. My wallet hates me but my sanity doesn't.

I'm really happy that Kovalev is back with the Pens. Personally, I think he's talented, got mad skills and he's hot. Plus, he did the game winner tonight so who am I to say that he shouldn't be there? I just miss Malkin *sad face*.

I have H50 fic to post tomorrow once I go through it one more time.

I miss my car. I haven't seen Thunder since December 6th and I was supposed to get him back over a week ago. Poor bb is all alone and hurt. (See picture here if you don't know what I'm babbling about...) I miss him so much not just because he's my car but because I'm tired of borrowing my mother's car. I want my own.
wook77: (christian - thinking)
On Thursday and Friday nights this past week, I volunteered at an emergency shelter. Tucson declared a state of emergency due to the cold and the fact that 14k people were without heat. Unfortunately, the shelter didn't get a lot of usage but, still, awesome idea.

During my time volunteering, I met some amazing people. There was the guy that gave up his condo in NYC to drive around in a beat-up Jeep and camp out in various places around the US. He was appalled that, whenever he asked anyone where the library was, they had no idea. It wasn't just Tucson, it was Seattle and Des Moines and Chicago and Pittsburgh and Philadelphia. We talked about books and writing for hours.

There was the guy that came in that had a bit of gas going into his house but he simply couldn't afford to heat his house. He chatted with me as he walked his cat around on a leash. We had brilliant conversations about his time in the military and how he felt a bit loss because he'd never found a job that fit quite like the military. He had problems relating to people and never once made eye contact with me. He told me that I was the first person he'd talked to for more than a few minutes, at least in three years. Three years of not having anything more than a cursory conversation with someone.

There was the homeless man who had a service chihuahua. The dog was there for seizures and for mental health issues. It was freezing so the man came in from the cold only for his dog. If it hadn't been for the dog, he would've stayed right outside, he proudly told me. He was very withdrawn and only responded when asked about his dog.

But the one set of people I met that has me wrenched up in a navel-gazing sort of way was the 13 year old girl I met. (I'll call her "A") She came in with her father and they had two cats that walked on a leash. One was fixed and the other wasn't. It wasn't until they'd been at the shelter for three hours that she gave an interview to one of the reporters that showed up. When the reporter asked her how long they'd been without gas, she looked at him, blinked and said that there was plenty of gas in their car. It's just it was nice to sleep in a real bed.

A and her father (always father, never dad or daddy. always father) had been living in their car for two months. This time. They'd had a place for a few months before that but before that, they'd been living in the car. In the past year, she'd been living in the car over 6 months. A car.

Both her and her father had very limited social skills. The first night, they barely talked to anyone. They were polite but withdrawn. A was proud to admit that she'd started her first college class (13 and going to college and homeless). Other than that, they didn't speak. The second night, I greeted them by name, ushered them into the shelter with a smile and found myself talking to both her and her dad. It was hard to navigate the conversation, to keep it away from things they found intrusive (questions like, "are you warm enough here" and asked because the first night, the boiler malfunctioned and the place's temperature sank to 55, was far too personal). I talked to them about their animals and the importance of spaying and neutering. The father mentioned that one of my co-workers had mentioned a free neuter but he wasn't interested. We talked about health risks and ensuring that the animals kept all their shots up to date.

I took a moment to introduce everyone to my replacement, ensuring that my replacement volunteer knew the minefield and could make better decisions than I had the night before, and went on my way.

This morning, I got a call from the co-worker (who is a high mucketymuck at work and not just a grunt like me) that the father had agreed to neuter his cat and that it was all "your fault". I've never been so grateful to hear the words "your fault".

But, really, I wonder about the impact I had. Anyone who has been on my flist for awhile can tell you that, every year, for my birthday and for Christmas, I ask people to give to the needy, to look through their closets and downsize their stuff. I ask people to donate to local charities and take the time to volunteer if they can. I'm really good at the lip service to these causes.

However, I've learned that I still suffer from the "not in my backyard" syndrome. Sure, there's a problem with homeless families but, really, not in Tucson. We're a very generous small city. And, really, if it's a homeless family, it's female-led. That's why it's important to have safe places for families to go. Except that most homeless shelters don't really plan for male-led homeless families so where did this father/daughter combo have to go that wouldn't separate them?

The other part that really got me was that each person that I spoke to told me about how awesome the libraries are, how important they are for a safe haven and the opportunities they presented. To A, they meant a place where she could work on her college and high school classes. To the traveler, they meant a place where he can get a book, brush up on his skills and take a moment to rest somewhere warm/cool. To another gentleman, they meant a place where he could just be. It was rare that I heard about the importance of the books but, instead, they talked about the librarians that helped them without judgment and the rare one that did judge. They talked about how it was a shame that libraries weren't treated with respect anymore. They talked about how people abuse the library, stealing books that others want to enjoy.

And I sat there, knowing full well that I owe twenty-five dollars in fines to the library that I can easily repay but I've been too fucking lazy to do and I was so ashamed at that moment (and now). So, Monday, I'll be calling the main branch and having my credit card charged for my fines. I'll be making a donation, too. I'm going to work harder at my classes.

I'm reassessing what I've been doing and how I look at the world. It's all navel gazing but, really, sometimes you need something to rock you out of complacency and I have to thank A for that.

Sorry this is so long and not under a cut but it feels wrong to hide their stories under a cut. These people are hidden away so much by society already that I feel ashamed for trying to hide them again. So, no cut and you can flay me for it, if you'd like.
wook77: (departed)
I've watched more tv in the past two weeks than I have in six years. I'm sort of televisioned out. How do people watch this all the time?!

Anyway, I'm walking sans crutches but with boot. A boot that weighs about a gadzillion pounds. I took my first few steps without the boot today and almost faceplanted but, still, it's coming.

I got the police report regarding my accident and the cop did ZERO investigation. Like, literally, no investigation other than to record our insurance information. Which means that the asshole that made the left in front of me did not get cited. Why the fuck do we have cameras up on every fucking red light if the police NEVER look at them?! What a motherfucker. I hope he gets downsized in the next round of cuts to the police officers here in town. I can't think of a more deserving dickface to get downsized.

Which also means that I have to contact a lawyer as my insurance wants me to assume 50% liability. Well, fuck that sideways, no fucking way. Plus, they're dragging their feet on getting the medical claim STARTED. Yep, you read that right - the medical claim hasn't even been started which means that the $65,000 surgery I had is now up in the air for payment. The ambulance company billed me $1100 for taking me 10 minutes to the hospital. There was a charge of $200 for mileage. WTF. It's seven miles down the road!

Anyway, to step away from ranting, I'm feeling better. Still randomly falling asleep at awkward moments. I feel like a 90 year old man.

I'm working from home so much less vacation time spent for this stupid ankle and chest pains. Plus, I get to watch movies while working. How sweet is that?!

I got a Kindle for Christmas. Now if only I could get wifi to be able to use the thing cause I didn't get the 3G version.

How was everyone else's Christmas?
wook77: (blow up fandom)
My racism/minority groups class is depressing me and not due to subject matter, either. I really thought that in a class that has an entire segment of the textbook that addresses the fallacy of "some of my best friends are..." that I wouldn't receive a comment that stated that "over-the-top portrayals of gays is all right because one of my best friends is gay and he laughs at himself all the time". Um, dude, just cause you find campy stereotypes of gay people to be lolarious doesn't mean that everyone does. I shouldn't have to explain the segment of the motherfucking textbook to you. I also shouldn't have to explain that his vote doesn't cancel out my vote and that makes it all right that the only portrayals of gays on mainstream television are the campy ones that never have a relationship.

Ugh, I did it anyway but, still. So much depressing bits because I shouldn't have to do it in a class based on racism and minority groups.

Then again, this entire weekend has been filled with this. I had to defriend someone yesterday (and block them from my LJ) when they decided to post a vitriolic, Islamaphobic diatribe as an "honor to 9/11". It is not honoring the people that died on 9/11 to post nasty, hate-filled, accusatory and negative stereotypes in an attack on Muslims. Cause, guess what? There were some *gasp* Muslims that died on 9/11 that weren't the hijackers, so STFU, bigoted doucherocket. Stop using a tragedy to justify your hatred. Otherwise, don't be surprised when someone whips out the Oklahoma City Bombing as a reason to hate all Christians. Face it, there are extremists of every religion out there. I shouldn't have to explain this but, dude, guess I do.

I also spent the weekend working and shopping for books. I got a bunch of awesome old skool romance novels to laugh at read and enjoy in addition to some awesome cookbooks, fantastic movies and Wiilliam Shatner's Star Trek Memories. OMG DID I SCORE OR WHAT!? The Shatman's memories of being on the Star Trek set! EEEEEEE PLUS OMG! I got a cd of his music and three books that he authored! It was Shatmanapalooza!

How was your weekend?
wook77: (load of crap)
I keep opening this post window, trying to think of something interesting but, alas and woe, I'm stuck on "I'm really tired all the fucking time" and "Dear Lord but my jobs are sucking my soul".

I'm going on vacation on Thursday, so that should be interesting, fun and relaxing. I get to see [livejournal.com profile] best_of_five and meet her mum and sleep on her couch as I'm off to Raleigh-Durham. Anyone in the area interested in a meet-up so [livejournal.com profile] best_of_five can have plenty of bonding time with her mum without me tagging along like an awkward and intrusive third wheel?

My main job had their major special event recently and you haven't had a crazy experience until you see a bunch of rich, old white people (in formal wear!) dancing to Snoop Dogg and Dr. Dre singing "bow wow wow". Lulz.

I spent my evening watching Schnidler's List as I have an exam on it... err, tomorrow. I love that movie, don't get me wrong, but I was certainly not in the mood to watch it.

I drove up to Phoenix to visit IKEA and, just like every fucking time I go up to Phoenix, there was a ginormous accident that took 3 hours to get around. IDK what it is about that one spot on I-10 but there've been way too many fatal accidents along there. Freaking dust storms come out of nowhere and blow across the road and no one practices safe driving for it. Hell, same spot had such a major accident that it was featured on all the national news channels here in the US.

I've been getting acupuncture. I'm needle-phobic but as long as I can't see the needle, it seems to be going well. The acupuncturist also started cupping and I'm bruising like a mofo from it. I've been taking different vitamins and herbs and that seems to be helping with the exhaustion. TBH, I think the exhaustion is due to 2.5 years of working 80 hours a week but that's just me. I'm going down to one shift a week starting in June.

I sent the IRS/State of Arizona my direct deposit information so, of course, they mailed checks. Thus, no new computer for me to go to Raleigh with. Considering that my keyboard doesn't work on my current laptop and this sucks DONKEY BALLS.

I have already read 46 new books this year. Alas, I'm only at 19 movies. I have multiple reviews to post.

I went for my first pedicure in 3 years and omg, so good.

I went white water rafting. It was absolutely gorgeous and fun, even when our boat lost half the occupants in a class 4 rapid. My mum ended up going through most of the class 4 on her back, in the water, about 100 yards behind the boat. I sort of maybe totally panicked for a few minutes trying to find my mum in the water. In my defense, I did keep enough peace of mind to hold on to a coworker as she was one of the ejected ones, as well. So, I do well in a crisis but I still fixate on saving my mum. As it should be.

My state has gone crazy with shitloads of crazy that are currently spewing all over the state. On behalf of sane Arizonans, I apologize and would like to remind you that we're not all racist bigots and that we did not elect our governor but plz to be continuing the boycotts and protests. Every little bit helps to get these things repealed.

How're all of you? What's new?

Blargh

Mar. 9th, 2010 09:51 pm
wook77: (malak)
I post, I disappear for two weeks. I post, I disappear for two weeks. I'm starting to detect a pattern.

Work is currently nomming on my brain. Unfortunately, that isn't likely to end as I'm currently working on some major projects that could have a very good payoff for me.

In addition, there's school and the idiots in my class. IE: We were asked about a solution to poverty and one of my classmates responded with "give people more money. People with money aren't poor." Cause, yeah that'll work. UGH. And all the responses were similar.

Anyway, I have fic. I have LOTS of fic. I have fic that I got back from beta a week ago and I have fic that needs to head to beta. I have fic in journals and on receipts and in books. I have fic everywhere but just no time to transcribe and tweak. Tonight is a rare night off and I'm totally transcribing it.

Did I mention that the keyboard on my computer died on Sunday? Only like 12 keys work on it. I've tried everything and nothing worked except plugging in a USB keyboard. I just hope that the Ebon Hawk holds together until I can afford a new computer. I figure if its namesake could have rocks crush it on Malachor V and fly off into the sunset, then so can my computer, dammit.

I also stitched up two of my four cross-stitched Star Trek character pieces for [livejournal.com profile] help_haiti. The first is a Kirk/Mirror!Spock and the second is Picard/Riker. I just have to find my freaking frames and mail them out and then I shall post photos. They're seriously adorable, just ask [livejournal.com profile] elanorofcastile.

I have missed bunches and bunches of your lives and I apologize profusely. I do not blame you for thinking I'm a douche.

w00t

Nov. 29th, 2009 10:33 pm
wook77: (Gambit with a Cocky Grin)
Hi, my name is [livejournal.com profile] wook77 and this is my journal. I know it's been so long since I posted anything of any sort of value but, um, *waves*.

I just completed a 90 hour work week last week (and, yes, that's including Thanksgiving when I had to work for quite a few). I also worked about 80 the week before that (oh and I worked 13 days in a row) I'm absolutely knackered.

This week is my recovery week before shit starts moving again. Oh, retail. I figured out that I can go down to fewer hours in May if I stick to my budget. So, here's hoping.

I've got the first bits of the Kirk/McCoy Bakery AU fic almost ready to post. You know me, multiple betas and all that so I've sort of enlisted another set of eyes to make sure there are no subtle awfulnessessess in there. And [livejournal.com profile] elanorofcastile has written some awesome bits. I just need to get my ass in gear so you guys can enjoy her work.

Um, oh. And so yesterday, I got off of work at 430 pm (after lifting almost 600 lbs of dishes over the course of 30 minutes - 15 sets of dishes that were 20 lbs each, which killed my back). Came home and I mainlined Assassin's Creed II. I've now won the bloody fucker. w00t! I BEAT IT! AHAHAHAAHAHAHAHA I RULE! And, ok, maybe I didn't get any sleep at all. And maybe I'm freaking tired as fuck from that. BUT OMG I BEAT THE GAME! I BEAT IT! I BEAT IT I BEAT IT! THE GAME IS MY BITCH!

I haven't really checked my flist in about 2 weeks. I've gone to skip500 but did I miss anything? I beat Assassin's Creed II!

My friend, J, came over for Thanksgiving. We had a brilliant time. It was so utterly enjoyable to not worry about my nephews pitching fits or ruining food or throwing juice or my brother and his family yelling at my dogs. It rocked so hardcore, even if I did burn a pie. I beat Assassin's Creed II!

Main job is awesome again. My new employee freaking RULES. OMG, she gets shit done liekwhoa! I <3 her sooooo much! Plus - she bakes. There are always fresh cupcakes and pumpkin rolls and cake and pie and stuff in the office all the time. I'm probably gaining a billion pounds but, dude, omnomnom! I beat Assassin's Creed II!

So what's going on with you guys? Catch me up!

I beat Assassin's Creed II!

omgwtf

Nov. 18th, 2009 11:23 pm
wook77: (know what I hate?)
I had one crazykakes old man come in tonight to Fry's. And I lost my temper at him. And he complained to management about me.

See, the conversation started out normal. As with most of the older folks in my area, they always ask what a nice, college educated young woman like me is doing working at a grocery store. So I told this guy the same as I always tell people, I'm working to pay off a mortgage and bills but I'm starting back to school to be a lawyer. Well, oops on that part because he launches into a diatribe about how I shouldn't go into criminal law because it's all "browns and blacks" down here but do you know who makes the best lawyers? The Jews cause they're all liars and you have to be a good liar to be a good lawyer. moar racism and bigotry and my shitty response. Under a cut to spare you if you'd rather not be exposed to anything further. )
wook77: (load of crap)
Couldn't post last night due to lack of strike :D.

It was really nice that a bunch of a customers came in last night and asked about me. A few of them were ones that really surprised me including a couple of customers that had been hardasses to deal with. There's this lady that comes in with her Yorkies (yeah, I don't get how that works in a grocery store, either) and she only deals with me for anything whether it's general merchandise (my area) or grocery (definitely not my area). She'd tried to buy a sofa and got fucked over by a few people and I helped her out. So, now, I'm it. She always tries to tip me but I ask her to donated it to my main job instead. So far, that's gotten my main job about 50 bucks which isn't that bad at 5 bucks here and 5 bucks there!

It was really really nice that these people were worried about me. Makes me feel like maybe the job isn't just lifting shit and cleaning up after assholes who can't be bothered to put shit back on the shelf where they got it.

Today was spent doing displays. Oh Crayola, how I hate you, sometimes, with your tempting colors and new products and fun glow-y dome thingies. You are ever so tempting and shiny.

I'm scrambling like mad to write my [livejournal.com profile] happy_trekmas fic. I've started multiple versions but this latest one seems to be the one that I'm going with.

I've had a low-grade headache for days. It flared today so I think it's mostly weather-related as we went from the high 80s/mid-90s to like, 65 on Saturday and maybe 68 on Sunday. It's also sort of stress-related, as well, like my body didn't know how tense it was until *BAM* reason for tension went away.

I got to skip600 and have about a hundred tabs open so if you get random comments on older posts, that would be why.

Dear Author reviewed Latter Days and it reminded me that I need to buy it. Instead of buying it (gotta wait for pay day as my movie money is being taken up by a little known movie known as "star trek", you prolly haven't heard of it), I streamed it tonight. I still love it.

What LGBT movies do you love? I'd recommend the following: Shelter, Brokeback Mountain, Yossi & Jagger, and Latter Days. Gimme more movies (not tv. I watch most of it on youtube) that you would recommend to me. Happy endings preferred. I can only take so many gay men dying before I get bitter about the kill-or-cure.
wook77: (FAIL BOAT)
Day has been spent working and in tears. I worked what is, probably, my last shift at Fry's last night. I thought I was all right but it's so weird to think about being forced off my job tomorrow.

I've never been fired. It's sort of a weird position right now because it feels an awful lot like I'm being fired because Fry's is the one calling for the lockout of all union AND non-union employees.

IDK. I'm in a weird spot emotionally.

I called my student loan company to ask for a deferment as I'm losing my job and they won't give me one even though I'm going to be locked out and am not choosing to lose my job. Instead, I got lectures on how lazy I was to go on strike and how they can't be losing money just because I choose to walk away from my job and blahblahblah*insert judgmental cunty commentary* blahblahblah. So, I finally snapped at the woman that I'm going back to school and I'll be getting a student deferment instead and so they couldn't collect interest on my loans anymore and to "stick that in [her] judgmental crackpipe and smoke it" which, probably, was not the most reasonable/mature thing to say. But it did inspire to go to the local community college's website and register for two classes to maintain the 6 credit hours needed to put my student loans in deferment. Thus, I'm taking "The Holocaust" and "Gender Identities, Interactions and Relations". The second one sounds really cool:

Examination of the social structures and processes related to gender in society. Includes sex versus gender, theoretical perspectives, politics past and present, gender and the family, love and marriage, and masculinity. Also includes gender in the workplace, in the media, religion, and medicine, and global perspectives.


Both are either online or self-paced classes.

So fuck you, judgmental bitchy cuntragdoucheball at the student loans that I have overpaid 6 times in the past 9 months. FUCK YOU! I'm going back to school and there isn't a fucking thing you can do about it.

Thus, I should be able to almost pay my bills starting in April when I pay off my car loan to Bank of Dad. So now, my only concern is health insurance so I can get a couple of necessary surgeries done.
wook77: (departed)
I think it's absolutely ridiculous that the workers have to picket their own union to get heard. SO MUCH ANNOYANCE. Also annoyance? A fucking lockout. Yanno, there are a bunch of us (including almost all of my department) that are not union, think the contract offered is fair and would really like to keep our job.

Found out today that it looks like I will "probably" be able to keep my insurance even if we get locked out so they can't deny me insurance. "Probably".

The union is now posturing and claiming that employees that show up at union offices are either "management in disguise" or sent there by management. Cause, yanno, there aren't fuckloads of us that say that we want to keep our jobs.

I'm all for unions but not this one. Not with refusing phone calls. Not with refusing emails. Not with fighting for the asshole that wrecked a forklift while ignoring the woman that needed FMLA. Not with their posturing and their "my dick is bigger than yours so I won't even consider your newest offer". And especially not with the *patpat* mentality where they're patting their members on the head and saying "we know what's best for you". You don't.

Union rep finally came into the store today (first time since the store opened about 2 years ago) and tried to lecture me on why salary caps are bad and how making employees pay for insurance was bad. Dude. So I finally did get to do the whole "schooling" thing as I pointed out what my main job offers, how it compares to here and why the union is acting like a bunch of entitled little babies. Only a little more politely :D. It skimmed right off him and he blew me off but I felt totally better about the whole situation.

Thus concludes my nablopomo post for the day :D. Tomorrow? Sesame Street :D

Day 7

Nov. 7th, 2009 10:15 pm
wook77: (know what I hate?)
So it looks like that, effective 6pm Friday, November 13th, I will be losing my second job. The local union has decided to call for a strike. It looks like a "lockout" strike rather than a traditional strike where any employee can cross the picket line.

A "lockout" means that every hourly employee, regardless of union affiliation, loses their jobs. That means that I cannot reapply for my job as a temporary worker. It means that I lose my insurance in December. It means that I'm stuck without that income. It means, for all intents and purposes, I'm fucked.

I'm trying not to cry about it because that isn't going to solve anything. I'm more just pissed right the fuck off. The entire sticking point between the union and Fry's boils down to: new hire employees will be asked to pay $5/$10/$15 (depending on level of coverage: employee/spouse/family) weekly. I'm losing my job over someone having to put in 20 bucks a month for health insurance that happens to be one of the best plans if not the best plan in the market.

Srsly? I'm losing hundreds of dollars a week, I'm losing health insurance, I'm losing out on all sorts of shit because someone's going to have to put in 20 bucks a month? Really? Way to fuck over the employees, UFCW 99. That totes makes me want to say "go union".

The people supporting the strike are also the very same people that think that the Public Option plan has death camps and will ration care (like you cutting off my insurance doesn't ration my care, you fucks). These same people want to take away part of John Flora's (the president of Fry's) salary and redistribute it to the front line staff but also think that communism is bad and ebil and Obama is an ebil Commie Pinko Bastard. What do they really think that redistribution of wealth is? Fuckers. Ignorant motherfuckers.

I have no idea how I'm going to make my bills or what I'm going to do about the surgery I have scheduled in January. I have to have this fucking surgery and I've already lost out of having it once because Fry's cancelled my insurance and didn't re-enroll me at the correct time. I just don't know what I'm going to do if I lose this job.
wook77: (pebd)
Err, long time, no post personal stuff, eh? Bet some of you haven't missed the kvetching about work at all *winks*.

Work continues. We hired a new person who seemed rather brilliant and, instead of that brilliance, have got the woman asking "is that the fax machine?" every time the fucking thing rings. She also can't remember who anyone is, gets extremely defensive and cunty about it when you remind her who the person is and, to put it mildly, is a fucking moron. She deleted all of September's work off the September tab, put in October's numbers and then asked how she goes about creating a tab for October. After she'd already put the information in and got rid of the September. Yes, the boggle deserves repeating. And then she got really defensive and bitchy and argumentative when I asked her to fix the information and put September back in place. The worst bit is that she hasn't picked up a single thing and still asks the same dumbass questions day in and day out when she has a fucking manual right in front of her!

My workload has only increased since she's been here over two weeks ago.

I'm now at 6 weeks of covering two positions. I'm strained and stressed and ready to snap something rather regrettable at the moron. It's to the point that my favorite coworker, who has the patience of a saint, wants her gone so bad that she's not even helping anymore. Hopefully, she's gone soon.

I've got buttloads of fic to repost into my own lj for archiving purposes. I also sent off the first couple of posts from my Star Trek Big Bang attempt to beta. [livejournal.com profile] elanorofcastile and I will be posting bits and pieces.

My birthday is coming up in less than two weeks. A few of you asked what I might want this year. I do not want any LJ gifts. It's still my little boycott from Strikethrough. Instead, I'd appreciate...mah birfday wishes )

I nominated the following fandoms for Yuletide:

Boondock Saints
Brent Weeks - Night Angel Series
The Departed
Four Brothers (movie)
Green Street Hooligans

Go forth and nominate your own and, if you have an extra space, add in that Brent Weeks book series, plz. It needs the loving. I had to do the first nomination for it. In fact, go out, buy the books and devour them and then write for the fandom, too, if I can get all greedy.

My nephews are coming to visit this weekend. We're going to go pick apples at an orchard near Willcox. My SIL thought that it would be great fun for all of us to then drive up to their house in Phoenix for me to spend the third birthday in a row getting ignored by my brother and his family while we celebrate Halloween a week early for the nephews. Um, no thanks. This year, I'd like to make my birthday about me, mkthx. I'm taking off for the Thursday before through the Tuesday following. I have nothing planned by writing fic, sleeping, painting a room in my house, writing and sleeping. Oh and did I mention sleeping? And the writing?
wook77: (malak)
Interviewing process: Still interviewing people. Have three more interviews tomorrow. Out of 8 people, I sort of liked 2 of them. They didn't wow me but they didn't horrify me, either. One woman reminded my favorite coworker and myself of Marisa Tomei's character in My Cousin Vinny - big hair, ridiculous shoes, way too much perfume, awful sweater dress. She even had a bit of an accent. And she was pushy as all fuck, making salary demands and adjustments to our benefits package and shit. One guy, he was so nice but I'd eat him alive in about 5 minutes. He was very meek and skittish.

Work: closed the month in a shorter period than my boss has ever done it with 4 people. And I only had 2 of us. Take that. Also processed payroll, did interviews, did payables and a shitload of other special projects in there, as well. Who needs my boss anyway?

Life: I keep having the strangest dreams. Last night, I had the same dream 4 times. I was 2.5 months pregnant and I knew it was a girl. I decided I was going to name it "Mardigan Elizabeth". When my mother asked me why, I replied "because everyone should have a child named after a Val Kilmer character". WTF?! Cause, yanno, if you're going to name a baby girl anything, you should name her after Mad Mardigan from Willow. Oh dream logic, you so crazy.

Tonight was my only night off all this week. So rather than write or watch a movie, I've done 6 loads of laundry, stripped my bed, rotated my mattress, made my bed, cleaned the bathrooms (all 3 full baths), cleaned my room, alphabetized my books, and baked. Well, at least my productivity level has yet to flag. I plan on sleeping on Sunday. I can wait that long, right?

ETA: Awesome! I'm now caught up on commenting on all my tabs that I've had open for over a week. *happy dance at fandom productivity*

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