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Sunday, July 06, 2008

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Found my earbuds!

I finally found my favorite Sony ear-buds, and as I type this message, I'm at my laptop, in the living room, listening to hawkwynd radio, London, by Queensryche, and working on the links to my newly added form application, which when released will allow me to quickly add to a database information from the links bar on my browser.

The database application is a forum for sharing information with other programmers, or technicians, and will be a searchable database, for quickly finding information or data about a certain item.

In my line of work, we commonly need to share information between departments. Currently, there is no common way to be able to have a central database where users can send information that can be easily accessed by others publicly.

I intend to offer such a database to my fellow employees when it's completed, in hopes to improve the quality of life for sharing information. What shall I name it? Perhaps something of a Star Trek nature - Something like the Borg Collegtive.. Or The Borg - which is a collective entity.. Yeah, the Borg,.. Kewl.

Now it's Enter Sandman in my head.. Kewl, think I'll rock out for a while.. Cya..

Don't know if I should worry about coming to work on Monday, as Mark was shit-canned Friday. He's the type of guy to come back and pull a high-school shooting spree throughout the building! Prayers are out to him and his family, must be tough to have to search for a job in WNY after working for a company that pays as well as this one does. Don't think he's going to find anything that will be as good as this one...

Where'd I put that bullet-proof vest, anyways?

Friday continues....

Its 2:22pm and THE BOSSES are strolling the aisles now, wringing their hands, looking rather proud of themselves for some reason.. Things are fairly depressingly subdued and the atmosphere is one of stagnant submission as we continue to row the oars of this behomoth of technology.

It's 1:17pm, so far, this day's been relatively low-key, everyone's staying out of the aisles, and keeping to themselves.

No major issues right now, but the usual phone Nazis can be seen periodically crusing the aisles, lurking for victims to shame and use thier condescending tone of voice to belittle the moral of the victim and make them feel less than they already do.

There's no sun shining today, as we see the blackness from Hurricane Ivan's wrath to the southern sky - no real threat of rain today, but I didn't ride to work today because I had to bring the UPS shipment to the drones who slave in the mail-room.

It's now 2:07pm and the calls are coming in strong.. The idiocy level continues to plunge as the race is on to get the orders placed.. Fucking idiots would buy a tampon if I told them they needed it for thier orders.. Hhahahhahaha.a. .. . . a...
A brief break in the action, and some of the techs are roaming the aisles, looking a little dazed and excited.. A quick pass of the management solves that problem and the aisles are cleared again like rats fleeing from the light of day..

Keep your head down, mouth shut and do what they tell you and you won't get bull-whipped into submission.. Remember the customer comes first at all costs even your own soul can be replaced..

Special Thanks to Airport Al for his work on my van!!! (HUGE ROUND OF APPLAUSE HEARD)

So, it's Friday - another day in hell, sitting in my 2x2 cube, talking to absolutely clueless people!

Now WTF?

Well, the van decided to cause me some grief this morning, just as I was loading up to come to work - turns out the alarm is keeping me from starting the fuckin' thing, and no matter what I try, I can't seem to disable the goddamned thing. So, I rode the motorcycle to work, late.

A friend is coming to have a look at it later today - I hope we can get this piece of shit working again.. Jesus, if it's not one thing it's another..

Shitfuk.

Tune in to Hawkwynd Radio!!

Tune in to hawkwynd radio!! Right now!! Use your winamp to listen to the music!

want to see what's playing? Click this link!

I just figured out how to deferr the cost of doing auctions on e-bay and Pay-pal. You see, for every auction, e-Bay gets a certain percentage based on the amount of the auction. Also, Pay-Pal gets a percentage too - so, to make sure they're not gouging MY pocket, I add the estimated cost to the shipping and handling charge, and the buyer will have to pay it..

Ooo... Something to think about, eh?

You may have noticed the black dragon on the left side has replaced my image of my portrait - security reasons have prompted me to do this, to keep my anonimity. I can now freely post my feelings and real thoughts without having someone use it against me in a court of law, or my boss shit-canning me for posting something slanderous against the company.

So, let's get down to some good old fashioned lame bashing, shall we? Hm.. whom shall I start with.. Tune in next time when you hear the little green shit-fucker start revealing the inner truth.

Pray for your soul

"We shall not regret the past, nor wish to to shut the door on it."

I have completed the needed steps to begin my transition to a new venture within the company I am employed. I'm not looking to get an easier job, nor am I looking for a higher paying one - just one that gives me the satisfaction of accomplishment and contribution I feel any hard working individual deserves. I have toiled long under the florescent rays of the cubical sun, and have nothing but critisism and opression for the labors.

I therefore, seek to improve the quality of life for myself and to find new challenges and opportunities. Once secured, I will post my experiences here, sharing my thoughts and feelings about my current position with you, my avid reader.

Wish me luck, and pray to whatever spiritual diety you hold that I am blessed with a new path on my career, to leave behind the down-trodden and weary participants in the Neo-Nazi regime that currently holds me captive - for now.

I am not a droid - I have a mission.

PS: Would you like the new menu emailed to you? Should I ask you again and again until you're so tired of hearing me ask you that you are ready to spew?

Didn't think so..

I've done all I can do to try to apease the powers-that-be here, and have been met with the same responses over and over again. I define insanity as being "Doing the same thing again and again and expecting different results". True in this case, whereas I am expected to perform in a different manner but continue to get the same grief for every action, big or small. When you realize the man is pissing on your head, you tend to get motivated to find a new place to stand -

This is the case in my work, so therefor I will seek a new challenge, and throw caution to the wind to see how well I fair in another area of the company. I will be meeting with a certain individual this afternoon, and hear what he has to say, and I will then make an educated decision to what my next move will be.

I know it's nothing short of hell here, but if the grass is actually greener, as I am told by so many it is, then what am I waiting for to change? Fear not the soothsayers...

I'm going to leave this god-forsaken area of the company where the bullwhips cracking are almost drowning out the cries of the bludgeoned wills of the common workers. The taskmaster's whip comes a little closer with each round of newly created 'guidelines' in which we row the great oars of this behemothe of a company.

With each new day comes a another set brick on the pile of our burdened backs, and yet we see less and less acknowlegement of our labors. I remember the days when we were reveared as Gods, and weekend retreats were laid at our feet, a weekend of pleasure. I remember Christmas parties. Those days of gold are nw but a fleeting memory as our hours increase, the loads become heavier, and our hides are whipped with the flesh-ripping threat of competition posted on a daily basis to remind us who the control belongs to, and who is not in control.

I say - Fuck it! With Hell's heart I stab at thee! This opression has gone on long enough! I for one will rise up from my 2x3 cubical and leave this holy-hell-click-ridden motherless bog of favoritism and partisanism behind. Then, life will begin to improve, in my work, anyways.

5th step and then onward!

I've set my date for my 5th step - this Thursday night after work. I am looking forward to doing this step, and getting on with the work I have to do in my program.

Nice weekend for riding, even though I didn't get alot in, had too much else going on, with working on Dad's house and home work like cutting the lawn, and shit. Got the new tire Saturday morning so now I can ride with a little more confidence that the sneakers on the red Dragon can grab the road better. Nothing worse than having that "Will I have a blow-out?" feeling while you're hauling along at 70Mph.. So, I can ride with some confidence now. Next, the windsheild, which is ready to be picked up. Next weekend I'll do that.

I need to get some information and 'how-to' on painting and detailing for motorcycles. I'm going to paint my own tank and fenders this winter, so I need to know the proper proceedure for doing it, so I don't screw anything up when I start. Google?

Next weekend has some rides going on, but I doubt we'll be doing any riding - Patti's been sick almost every weekend since the end of August, so we've not been riding at all. Plus, Ivan's rath should be up our way by then which means more rain for this area.. Like we need anymore, right? The remnants of the last hurricane flooded us out big time! So, if we get nailed again - whooWEEE!