Riddle me this...
When did my job go from "cushy" office job to " I'd rather wake up dead face down in a pool of my own vomit than go in today" job?
posted by Jenn @ 2:33 AM
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Thursday, September 08, 2005
Wednesday, June 15, 2005
You are not getting sleepy
So whats with me and my late night posts? Well, now days I am working at nightish shift of 4pm to about 1am at a call center. While I am not thrilled about this, it is money, something I am in dire need of (who isnt?). Right now I am in training and of course it has its ups and downs. There are some really cool people in the class, but it is the shitheads who have me contemplating getting up and walking out just about every second of the day. These are the people who need to know every little detail about every little thing right then and there. The guy I sit beside, at my suggestion, decided to count retarded questions and comments made by two girls in the class. These two girls are fraternal twins, yet are basically attached at the hip. They have had the same jobs, always trained together and have always quit together, and it doesnt appear this trend will be changing anytime soon. Ryan counted 52 questions and comments in just one hour, thats over 400 questions and stupid comments in the run of an eight hour shift. Needless to say, I am going fucking insane, along with all of the others in the class. We have resorted to outright snickering everytime they speak, none of us have any shame about it anymore. As training continues, assuming these girls dont drive me to kill myself, I will probably have some more sorted tales from the Cendant training room.
PS. Keep those plates coming!
PS. Keep those plates coming!
posted by Jenn @ 7:16 AM
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Tuesday, June 14, 2005
Tuesday, May 31, 2005
Southern Belle?
Today I finally made the two phone calls that I have been avoiding for quite a long time. First, I called the University of Ottawa to get an update on my waitlist status. Currently, I am still on the waitlist and was told to call back in 2 weeks. The good news is that my friend Lori, who is also on the wait list called and they told her that they were cutting the wait list down and that she was not on the new list (Sorry Lori). I guess that means that I made the cut and am still in the running.
My second call was to St. Mary's University in Halifax to make a similar inquiry. This call was short and sweet - still no decision. Again, somewhat good news (again, sorry Lori) because Lori called them and they advised her to apply next year, implying she wasnt getting in. No such implication to me.
All in all, I'm right back where I started, still waiting.
As a result of all of this waiting, I have started to apply for jobs where I will be able to put my degree to good use. Chris found me a job to apply for in West Virginia working for the National White Collar Crime Center. I would be working as a curriculum developer, developing training materials for the organization. With my "expertise" in the white collar crime area, I think this job would be perfect for me.
Well thats the update for now. Later haters.
My second call was to St. Mary's University in Halifax to make a similar inquiry. This call was short and sweet - still no decision. Again, somewhat good news (again, sorry Lori) because Lori called them and they advised her to apply next year, implying she wasnt getting in. No such implication to me.
All in all, I'm right back where I started, still waiting.
As a result of all of this waiting, I have started to apply for jobs where I will be able to put my degree to good use. Chris found me a job to apply for in West Virginia working for the National White Collar Crime Center. I would be working as a curriculum developer, developing training materials for the organization. With my "expertise" in the white collar crime area, I think this job would be perfect for me.
Well thats the update for now. Later haters.
posted by Jenn @ 7:18 PM
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Friday, May 20, 2005
Barf like you mean it.
I know that I promised more commentary on my graduation, but that was when it was fresh and new. As some of you know, I have been ghastly sick over the last two weeks, especially the last 7 days so I haven't really felt like rehashing my grad events. Really, you didn't miss much, and if there was something funny/interesting, chances are that I already told you about it.
The reason for todays post is to begin something that I have been thinking about for a few weeks now. Everyone knows that one of my biggest pet peeves is personalized licence plates. I have decided to dedicate a section on my blog to these worldly wonders, the good, the bad and the ugly. While I admit there are a few that have given me an honest chuckle, most are generally scoffed at or mercilessly mocked. So I plan on keeping a log of these gems, and adding to it on a regular basis. Feel free to send me any that you see in your day to day goings on.
The reason for todays post is to begin something that I have been thinking about for a few weeks now. Everyone knows that one of my biggest pet peeves is personalized licence plates. I have decided to dedicate a section on my blog to these worldly wonders, the good, the bad and the ugly. While I admit there are a few that have given me an honest chuckle, most are generally scoffed at or mercilessly mocked. So I plan on keeping a log of these gems, and adding to it on a regular basis. Feel free to send me any that you see in your day to day goings on.
posted by Jenn @ 3:57 AM
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Wednesday, May 11, 2005
Jennifer, ESQ
Well its official, I am a university graduate! Can I get a 'Whoot Whoot'! Graduation was an interesting and eventful day, full of smiles, laughter and eye rolling. First there was a grad rehearsal which comprised of us sitting out in the freezing cold filling out surveys for the university. The grad was outside, its a tradition at STU and unless it is raining, the events will be held outside. So we froze outside for about an hour, then Mel and I went to get some much needed food at the ever popular Diplomat. Then it was off to get ready for the real grad. Not too much eventful happened until we started lining up in order. Now, unfortunatly, honours students like myself were left for the very end, unlike other grads I have been to where they go first! Whatever! I guess STU feels like if honours students go at the end, the grad is ending with a bang! The criminology department is 2nd in line, only anthropology was ahead. At first I was releived that the anthro guy showed up, that way I wouldnt be the first honours student to graduate (I dont know why I had a problem with this!). Then he opened his mouth. This guy was the most annoying person I have ever some across in my life. I know I say that about just about everybody, but seriously, this guy took the cake. I'm going to steal something from Chris here to demonstrate what a douche bag this guy was.
Red flag #1 - he was a loudtalker. You know, the kind of guys who feel the need to talk as loud as possible, probably in a sad and unsuccessful attempt to show how cool they are.
Red flag #2 - he had balls/gall. He got up and left the ceremony, not once, not twice, but three times people! First, he had to pee. Now we had 1 hour of standing around before the grad started but I guess he didnt feel that it would have been a good idea to do it then. Second, he was thirsty. You know what? So was I, but I sat in my seat and waited until the grad was over. Third (and my personal favourite) the dry heave. Now he was nice enough to leave before the heaving started, but I was lucky enough to be treated to 2 dry heaves once he came back.
Red flag #3 - the comment guy. This guy had commentary on just about everything that anyone said. Now I know I am guilty of this myself at times, but I can keep my mouth shut in front of 500 strangers who dont give a flying fuck!
Red flag #4 - the rocker dude. His long lushious (read - greasy) locks flowed past his shoulders and down his back. Now this should have been my first red flag, and I guess it was, but I thought I would organize my red flags in order of annoyance.
OK, so that is just the beginning of my graduation commentary. I will finish my day in review later.
Jenn
Red flag #1 - he was a loudtalker. You know, the kind of guys who feel the need to talk as loud as possible, probably in a sad and unsuccessful attempt to show how cool they are.
Red flag #2 - he had balls/gall. He got up and left the ceremony, not once, not twice, but three times people! First, he had to pee. Now we had 1 hour of standing around before the grad started but I guess he didnt feel that it would have been a good idea to do it then. Second, he was thirsty. You know what? So was I, but I sat in my seat and waited until the grad was over. Third (and my personal favourite) the dry heave. Now he was nice enough to leave before the heaving started, but I was lucky enough to be treated to 2 dry heaves once he came back.
Red flag #3 - the comment guy. This guy had commentary on just about everything that anyone said. Now I know I am guilty of this myself at times, but I can keep my mouth shut in front of 500 strangers who dont give a flying fuck!
Red flag #4 - the rocker dude. His long lushious (read - greasy) locks flowed past his shoulders and down his back. Now this should have been my first red flag, and I guess it was, but I thought I would organize my red flags in order of annoyance.
OK, so that is just the beginning of my graduation commentary. I will finish my day in review later.
Jenn
posted by Jenn @ 7:00 PM
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Tuesday, April 05, 2005
You can't do that on Television!
All last week Oprah was hyped up to be one humdinger of a show. First, it was enough that she was going to be interviewing the ever interesting, ever boobalicious Simon Cowell, but we were led to believe that he was going to be debuting some sexy bitch with a rockin' voice. Rumors were that it was current Idol contestant Carrie Underwood, but I knew better. Bringing on an Idol contestant before the contest was even close to being over would be lawsuit city. Not to mention heartbreaking for Anwar and the rest of the Idol riffraff.
Instead, we were introduced to Il Divo (no, your thinking of Devo), some bullshit quartet of male opera singers. Now the whole lead up to this show was some serious misleading crap, borderline false advertising. What made things worse, these guys seriously sucked. Perhaps it was the fact that it was opera, perhaps that it was all sung in Italian, or perhaps that it was a remake of the Toni Braxton classic 'Unbreak my Heart'. Perhaps all of the above. You don't remake Toni Braxton, you just don't. If I had to hear Oprah and Simon compare goosebumps for another second, I would have barfed, right there, all over my new Il Divo CD.
Thankfully, it was time for a commercial and 3 minutes of looking forward to another 30 minutes of Simon. But wait! Simon is done and Oprah is interviewing some fashion designer! Clenching my Il Divo CD, I screamed for more Simon. He did come back to me at the end, but he brought along Joss Stone. Not the rockin' hottie I was quite expecting, but better than the opera boys.
The point I guess that I'm trying to make is that so many shows throw out these commercials with great hooks to make you want to watch, and then only disappoint. After getting fooled once or twice or ten times, what is the point of ever watching the show again. This happens all the time, especially on the news. I mean how many times have you heard something like "It can kill you and it may be in your mouth right now! More tonight at 11"
In the words of a dear friend of mine "There's an old saying in Tennessee — I know it's in Texas, probably in Tennessee — that says, fool me once, shame on — shame on you. Fool me — you can't get fooled again."
Instead, we were introduced to Il Divo (no, your thinking of Devo), some bullshit quartet of male opera singers. Now the whole lead up to this show was some serious misleading crap, borderline false advertising. What made things worse, these guys seriously sucked. Perhaps it was the fact that it was opera, perhaps that it was all sung in Italian, or perhaps that it was a remake of the Toni Braxton classic 'Unbreak my Heart'. Perhaps all of the above. You don't remake Toni Braxton, you just don't. If I had to hear Oprah and Simon compare goosebumps for another second, I would have barfed, right there, all over my new Il Divo CD.
Thankfully, it was time for a commercial and 3 minutes of looking forward to another 30 minutes of Simon. But wait! Simon is done and Oprah is interviewing some fashion designer! Clenching my Il Divo CD, I screamed for more Simon. He did come back to me at the end, but he brought along Joss Stone. Not the rockin' hottie I was quite expecting, but better than the opera boys.
The point I guess that I'm trying to make is that so many shows throw out these commercials with great hooks to make you want to watch, and then only disappoint. After getting fooled once or twice or ten times, what is the point of ever watching the show again. This happens all the time, especially on the news. I mean how many times have you heard something like "It can kill you and it may be in your mouth right now! More tonight at 11"
In the words of a dear friend of mine "There's an old saying in Tennessee — I know it's in Texas, probably in Tennessee — that says, fool me once, shame on — shame on you. Fool me — you can't get fooled again."
posted by Jenn @ 5:15 AM
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