Photo Friday (That's not the Time Out Chair)

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Yadda Yadda, once again

This post turned into a Yadda Yadda so quickly that even I didn’t see it coming.

My current employer, Kohl and Frisch, use to really piss me off, it would also motivate me to writing some decent rants, or make me see the funny side of things, so I would write some interesting blog posts, but I’m not in a rant mode these days, and I can’t think of anything funny to blog about. I think I know what the problem is, I now have hope, and I’m not forced to amuse myself to rid myself of the feeling of despair. DAMN YOU LIFE FOR GOING MY WAY FOR A CHANGE.

I remember a post back in January that I said that 2008 was going to be my year. Well I guess it will be. I’m already thinking about a trip to Vegas. I’m applying for my passport, getting the photos done this weekend, because I want to travel. Oh and getting my passport was one of my goals. It’s a step to getting out of the country. A long weekend in Las Vegas for starters, and …I’m not sure. I have friends in Ottawa that I wouldn’t mind seeing. There are other people in that area that I wouldn’t mind meeting. The problem with going back to Ontario is that I’d be expected to visit family, and to be honest, I don’t want to do that. I’d like to go back to Ontario and do what I want to do, not what is expected of me.

I remember writing about spending Christmas somewhere else, other than here, or with my family. I remember reading someone’s blog, (or was it a comment on my blog?, I can’t remember) that I should just go somewhere on my own. Well in their case, it was a husband and wife, but you get my point.

Now that I think about it. Christmas in New York would be cool. Sure there wouldn’t be the family get together of unwrapping Christmas presents, but on the other hand I wouldn’t feel the need to run over family with a Zamboni. To be honest, I don’t think I’m able to take family in large doses anymore, with the exception of my brother. Don’t get me wrong, I love them, but they just don’t understand my “geek” lifestyle, which include the 52 in Plasma TV that doubles as a PC Monitor. I mentioned that I wanted it and my dad’s reply was “You don’t even have cable”.

Also, I’m not getting cable TV, because in my opinion, Cable is a big rip-off. You can’t choose what you want; they give you all the channels including the channels you’ll never watch like “W”, the women’s channel. I’m not going to watch that, though I could see myself with a pen and paper, watching Cosmo TV. I walk by that magazine in the rack at the grocery store, and it always features articles about ‘better sex”, the “G-Spot”, and stuff like that. I think it would be a good idea to learn about this. This might help me from not needing the hum the “Raiders of the Lost Ark” in my head to prevent myself from “blowing it”. Oh yeah, Hockey and Baseball scores are also good for that. I might have to practice my mental humming for Vegas.

Arghh I was interrupted and had to go to a meeting. Now that I’m back, I’ve lose my train of thought, and I keep hearing Punjabi behind me. Grrrr.

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It's done, it's offical, I've given my notice.

It’s done. It’s officially the end of an era. Mmm in 2 weeks, it will be the end of an era. I accepted the offer today, and gave my 2 weeks notice…actually 2 weeks minus 1 day, but they’re not going to complain about the one day.

They were actually pretty good about it. I told them that I was officially giving my notice and I handed over the letter. The DC manager, Pete, and I talked about why I choose to leave. He asked me if I was running away from something, or running to something. I told them that I was running to something, which is true. The new job is a great opportunity, and a big hike in pay, but I don’t want to be here anymore. In fact they also acknowledged that there isn’t much of a place for me anymore. All the big projects that I was working on are done. I’m sure that they will be some issues out here, but they will just have to go on without me.

I also took a tour of the new place today. The new job, and it’s the opposite of where I am now. Everyone has 2 LCD monitors, there’s FREE COFFEE and HOT CHOCOLATE. There’s a cafeteria in the building. Everyone is really nice. I can’t wait to start.

The thing I really like is that the new company understands that I need to complete my commitments here at (drum roll as I reveal the name of my current employer) Kohl and Frisch Ltd, and I would like to leave this company on a positive note, even though I’m not happy here. To be honest, I haven’t been happy here for quite some time.

Honestly, I’m not quite sure who to blame for me being unhappy here, but I’m sure that the source of that pain is in head office. There are a lot of unhappy people at head office. I know that for a fact and they are always happier when they start their new job. It’s strange, how everyone I know, who has ever left this company has always gone onto bigger and better things, including more money. I know that the managers haven’t had a raise in six years, and while they might be able to get away from it in Ontario, there is no way that they could do the same thing in Calgary. The job market won’t allow it, but they’re either to dense or cheap, (probably both) to understand that.

People are now coming to me to confirm the rumor of my notice, and I feel like I’m being paroled. I feel that things are going to get a lot better. They are money wise. I’m getting a huge bump in pay, a 24% increase, plus a yearly bonus based on my, and the company’s performance. I see a Plasma TV under my tree this Christmas.

I’ve also decided that get my passport as well. With my new income, I might actually have enough money to travel. Vegas seems like a good idea right now, with all the shows, like Spamalot, to see. I just wish I had someone to go with. Then again, I might have a “what happens in Vegas, stays in Vegas” moment, or I could be the “good son” and take my mom to Vegas to see Barry Manilow, and David Copperfield. I’d just have to figure out how to explain her finding the stripper in my bed. Hopefully she knows about the “What happens in Vegas, Stays in Vegas” way of thinking.

I guess, I’m not into the company bashing thing right now, because…I’m looking forward to the future. Good things are coming my way. I just know it.

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The Clip of the Week (I love the Marvel vs. DC videos)

I can't help it. I love those videos.

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I GOT THE JOB!!!

I GOT IT!!!!

I'm so pumped right now. I'm tempted to just walk about of here and go out and celebrate right now, but I can't. My moral compass won't let me, thought I am blogging from work.

I'll be going in on Tuesday for the former offer, and they said that I'll have a day or two to think about it, but screw that. I'll accept the offer right there. I want out of this place.

Oh, and after I've formally accepted the offer, expect a "why my current employer sucks" with the current employer replaced with the ACTUAL NAME.

I'm so happy right now. YES YES YES.

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I don't want to see that

This week, Zip.ca, a online DVD rental service (Canadian version of Netflix), set up this new recommendation service. It works by evaluating what you’ve rated other DVD’s that you’ve rented. What you can also do is go through the list of recommendations and rate them, and then get the site to update it’s recommendations. The problem is that I’ve become obsessed with the list, to make sure that there’s no crap there. Since Monday, I’ve gone through the list 3 times, a list of over 3000 DVD’s, and I can’t stop.

Today, on my third round of rating, I’ve noticed certain DVD that I would never rent and I wonder what the heck is wrong with the system. For the record, I will never rent the following DVD’s; Spongebob Squarepants, Sesame Street, Dora the Explorer, WWE, UFC, Laurel and Hardy, Friends, TNA, or Bollywood movies. Never going to happen.

This feature also has something called Hidden Gems. As you can guess, this is a list of DVD’s that are well…hidden gems. So I’m going through my list and I find a title called Hot Nude Yoga. At first I’m think, that this might be a Hidden Gem after all, until I discover that the instructor is a guy. Now why would Zip.ca decide that I want to see some naked guy do yoga? Has my past selected indicated that I want to see some guy with his ‘deal’ hanging out do yoga? They recommend Barney the Dinosaur to me, and a naked guy doing yoga? What the hell???

So I’m reading the description and discover that this is the beginners DVD, and it’s good for solo and group sessions. Now, let’s get this straight, if I’m doing nude yoga by myself, I KNOW FOR A FACT that I’m not going to be able to bend the way they want me to in the video. It’s just not going to happen. I’m not that flexible. Secondly, if I’m doing nude yoga with a group, my “Mr. Happy”, had better get to know someone’s “Hoo Hoo”. As well, the last thing I want to see some guy’s deal swinging around like’s he’s in the shower saying “Hey buddy, good game”. I don’t need that kind of pressure.

So all I want to say to Zip, is keep your Hot Nude Yoga DVD, and just send me the 3^rd Season of 24 already.

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Ring Phone. RING DAMMIT

I’m been getting a little jumpy when it comes to my cell phone today. Normally no one calls me during the day, but today I’m expecting a call. Actually I’m expecting a call tomorrow, but they might call today. I’d like them to call today. Please call me today.

Here’s the deal. I went through my second interview yesterday, and they’d told me that they would call by Thursday. So I’m hoping that they call me, so I can say “SCREW YOU CURRENT EMPLOYER, HERE’S MY 2 WEEKS NOTICE”. Now I’m not normally this twitchy with my cell phone, I’ve gotten 3 calls this morning and it’s starting…ARGHHH IT RANG AGAIN…. Make it 4 times, but it wasn’t them.

The first call was a wrong number. They were looking for someone named Al. I’m not Al. I don’t know who Al is. Don’t call my cell phone expecting to talk to Al. Wherever I am, Al is not there. Even if Al is there, you can’t talk to Al. Call Al on his cell phone, not mine.

The second call was from Lenscrafters. “Sir, your glasses are ready.” Fine, ok, good. I’ll just go there after work and pick them up. You offering me a job as well? No? Then I have to go. Stupid glasses. I broke the last pair, and I’m glad that I did. I’ve got back to contact lenses for the day, and wearing my backup glasses at night. Oh and no, I don’t want a prescription sunglasses, and I don’t want Oakley frames with them. I’m wearing my contacts and I’m happy; though I need to get the doctor’s note thingy to Costco, so they have my latest prescription.

The third call was from my mother. She’s complaining that the printer icon on Outlook Express is “grayed out” and need help. I love my mother, but I can’t pull a solution out of thin air. I’ll log into her PC via remote access when I get home.

Then for the final call, which happened as I started to write this post was from an agency about…wait for it…ANOTHER JOB. Now I’m thinking, YES, it’s a good thing to cover your bases. I’m still looking until I actually have a new job. I get the head hunter to send the job description to my work e-mail account, because she needs to know today if I’m interested. I look at the job description, and I’m thinking ..good…good…own your own vehicle? CRAP. I don’t own my own vehicle. SHIT SHIT SHIT. Oh well, I send an e-mail back saying that I don’t own a car. She says ok and she will keep looking.

Well I’m done and the phone hasn’t rung a fifth time…yet. Ring Ring, dammit, Call me and offer me the job.

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A winging it post

I’m drawing a blank as to what to blog about today, so I’m going to wing it again. I saw Iron Man yesterday, and I loved it. I started to blog about my love of Superheroes, but that boring and disturbing. I suddenly had images of the comic book guy from the Simpsons in my head, but he had my face, and my voice suddenly had slur, like I was wearing a retainer. I know I’m a geek, but I don’t have to act like it.

Here’s the thing. Geeks can be anywhere. They can be disguised as construction workers, bad ass punks, or whatever. I remember seeing a bunch of carpenter types in the upper lobby/food court in the Petro Canada Centre, on a Saturday, playing Dungeons and Dragons. Now I haven’t played D&D for years, and to be honest, I’m not sure if I would ever get back into it. I’d like to think I’ve evolved beyond that, but who knows. Maybe one day I’ll play a pencil and paper RPG again, but I doubt it.

I’m more of a comic book geek (though I don’t read comics much these days). I have a friend who’s a major sci-fi geek. I haven’t seen the guy in years, but he’s gone to Scotland for a sci-fi convention, plays a MMO game called Eve Online, and… well let’s just say that he’s more stereotypical than me.

While I’m not a hard core geek, every once in a while, I fail in some social graces; for example, I forgot to dedicate a song to a female City of Heroes player, that I meet into the Game “Club”, a place called Pocket D. It’s a place where both heroes and villains can get together, to chat, or whatever. We (meaning a few friends, male and female) hang out there while the DJ named BLU does his show, online at www.wor-radio.com. (he’s on Mondays and Saturdays),. Our toons dance, we chat and have a really good time. Yesterday, I did a nasty opps. I forgot to request and dedicate a song to her (D’oh), after our toons (our characters), were getting flirty. After the fact, I kicked myself for it, but still. However someone else managed to dedicate a song to my toon/me. They dedicated “Fat Bottomed Girls” by Queen to my main toon Silent Moon. She wasn’t pleased.

Yes my main character (actually most of my characters) is female. Here’s my reasoning. If I’m going to spend hours watching the behind of my character run around the city, I might as well like what I’m staring at, and the idea of spending hours looking at some dude’s butt does not appeal to me. Oh, and yes the other toon was also female, so there was talk of “Hot Lesbo Action” in Pocket D, but we behaved ourselves. I swear.

Day to day life can be really boring, so I’m guess I’m glad to be able to live vicariously through Silent Moon every once in a while. Now this doesn’t mean that I’m having cyber lesbo sex online. It means that I’d defeating the forces of evil, which chatting with some of my online friends. Maybe it was the same when I was a teen playing D&D with my friends.

Life can suck sometimes, but spending time playing City of Heroes, socializing online, is a lot better than getting addicted to “recreational pharmaceuticals”. I used to tell that to my mom when she bitched about my comic book collection. Needless to say, that shut her up.

To most people, happiness comes in small doses. We can’t all be Paris Hilton. So I guess my few minutes come from a videogame, watching comic book movies, and reading other people’s blog.

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I'm linked from Boobpedia

I just had the shock of my life today, and I can’t decide if this is a good thing or a bad thing. All I know is that Jessica Karr will be the death of me, one day. I made one friggin post about her in the first month of my blog, back in 2004, and now that posted is cited in her entry to Boobpedia entry. BOOBPEDIA!!! Who would waste their time creating a Wiki about boobs??? (QUIT STARING AT ME LIKE THAT).

Now I enjoy my boob fetish as much as the next closet pervert, but a Wiki? I mean really!!! I thought the Muppet wiki was cute, and I understood the geek need for a Star Trek and Star Wars wikis, but a boob wiki? Last time I checked, it was pretty easy to find boobs on the Internet.

I’m guessing that there are some people who are looking for certain boobs. I haven’t taken the time to search to boobpedia, but I mean really people. You perverts out there need to draw the line. Actually, here’s a thought. Instead of creating a boob wiki, how about you get your ass out of the basement, take a shower, brush your teeth, get a haircut and maybe, just maybe, try to meet a real girl instead off ogling pictures of breasts on the internet.

OH AND QUIT CITE ME AS A REFERENCE TO JESSICA KARR. I feel like a politican who’s pot smoking in the 60’s has just been made public.

SHEESH.

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Photo Friday (Chess meets 300)

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I feel like I don't matter

I’m having this issue right now. I’m feeling really negative about my current workplace. Right now, I hate them all. Actually I hate most of them. I think there are less than 10 that I don’t want dead right now. To quote Milton from the movie Office Space “I want to set the building on fire.”

There’s one thing that I know, and it’s that life is too short to feel this kind of resentment. I’m miserable, and I need to take some responsibility for my misery. I shouldn’t have waited so long to work at getting a new job. Actually, it wasn’t that bad until the moved me into the warehouse.

When it came to management, it seemed that I was always the odd person out. When people from head office came down, and they talked about getting together after work for a drink, dinner or whatever, I was never invited. They would even have these conversations in front of me, and yet I was never invited. It made me feel like an unperson.

I’ve come to the conclusion that it’s actually one person that’s making me feel like that. I’ve decided that he is the cause of my current predicament. He’s the one who had me moved into the warehouse. He’s the one who’s making me feel like an unperson. It’s like he’s going back to his root, (he’s from South Africa) and I’m a victim of apartheid. I’m not saying that he’s a racist or anything like that, but his actions do feel like less of a person.

….

Cool, I just received a phone call from a recruiting agency about a position. They’re e-mailing me the post and I need to register with them online. I should have started applying a long time ago.

I did have that one head hunter looking for me, and I did have some close calls for a few jobs, but I was relying on someone else to do the work for me. I’m glad that I’m getting around to doing it myself.

….

Back to my original waa waa. So now I’m working in a warehouse, expected to do data entry while people walk around me. The noise is unbearable. I’m surrounded by people having conversations in Punjabi. The only person I can talk to, who understand the crap I’m going through is in head office.

I need a hug, I really do.

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The Second Interview

I had an interview today. I've also received a phone call to come back for a second interview. YES!!!! I'M GONNA GET OUT OF THIS PLACE.

I keep hearing things about how the company is continuing to screw me. I'm not going to discuss it because I'm not suppose to know, but I do. I have my ways of finding things out.

Now it's not exactly, what I wanted, but the commute is less, I'll be on salary and I'll be able to bank hours. I didn't ask about benefits or wages, because I didn't need to. They told me that they have a big Stampede event, and a Christmas party. My current employer is trying to combine the Stampede event with a family event. My current employer doesn't have a Christmas party. They have a "Employee Appreciation Brunch", and you're not allowed to bring spouses.

I'm looking forward to the day when I can blog about my "former" employer, while mentioning the name of the company. I purposely do not mention the company name, because I know that if I do, they will find out and fire me on that basis.

I've toyed with the idea of create a blog with the URL (company name)sucks.blogspot.com, but, don't want to let the anger destroy me. I don't want to be negative, but expect 1 post where I bash the place.

I know that I'm not the only one who feels like that. In fact, every former employee who I've ever talked to feels the same. They are happier in their new jobs and aren't stressed out. They feel appreciated, and not like a resource to be used at the company whim. A while ago, we had a huge exodus of the experienced staff. It got to the point that head office had to send people from Toronto to Calgary. This was a huge expense for the company, and you'd think that they would have learned from that mistake? I know that they haven't and I predict another exodus this year.

Well I'm hoping that the next interview will result in getting the job.

I'll keep you posted.

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The Clip of the Week (Letterman Lego Style)

I think this is so cool.

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Photo Friday (Will someone tell me what the heck is going on?

Seriously, there's nothing there, so why are the looking there?

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Ways to amuse myself

Alright I’ve been in the warehouse for almost a week now. It still sucks, and I’m still looking for a job. The bad news is that I’m probably not in the running for the position that a recruiter called me about on Tuesday. Apparently thinking about it for 24 hours is too much time wasted. I’ll remember to jump at it quicker next time. I’m still mad about being in the warehouse, but at least I’m no longer enraged.

Again, I’ve been spending a lot of time in the warehouse now, and I’ve been observing my new surroundings, and I’ve decided that they really suck. Yes Big surprise. However I’ve been thinking of some ways to make it more interesting, so many ways that I made a list of ways to make the warehouse fun.

Build A Cardboard Canoe, but it at the beginning of the conveyor belt and “Canoe” my way through the building wear a toque and a flannel shirt while singing “la la la la la la”

Take all the Viagra (I work for a pharmaceutical wholesaler) and put them on the floor and shape them into a giant “chubby”. Take a picture and post it on the blog.

Connect a CD player to the warehouse intercom system. Play Village People music really loud and force everyone to do the YMCA dance.

Make a wall out of Styrofoam containers, and then run through it screaming “OH YEAH” like I’m the Kool Aid Pitcher guy.

Build play forts with all the cardboard boxes.

Force everyone to wear an oversized head costume like Barney the Dinosaur.

Forklift Polo.

Gorge myself in the Chocolate Bar section.

Paint the grey concrete walls purple.

Install a slip’n’slide in front the door to the front office. Call management to come into the warehouse and wait to see what happens.

Hire some babes.

Turn the place into one big ass Chucky Cheese.

We’ll I’m still stuck here but I’m trying to get out. I’m at the point where I’m willing to take a pay cut, just to get out of here. Here’s to my eventual leaving of the company.

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Am i scared?

I got a nibble today. No, not that kind of nibble I received a call from someone about a possible job. It’s IT related, but actually IT; it on the business side, coordinating work orders, working with contractors for a large communications company. It’s does interest me, but part of the job description scares the hell out of me. It’s a departure from what I’ve done in the past, but it does sound like a challenge.

The part that has me concerned is that there are terms in the job description that I’m not familiar with. I’ve Googled, MACD, but I’m not that I’ve discovered the correct definition. I’d also be dealing with contractors, and working with accounts payable for some stuff. I’m not sure that this is for me.

The problem I’m having right now is that, what if I’m scared of a new challenge. This isn’t what I’m really interested in, but on the other hand, what if I continue to not rise to a challenge. I made a few mistakes in the last year. I’ve been too focused on a specific goal, that I missed at least one opportunity. I have a feeling that this job isn’t right for me, but, the job recruiter did call me to set up an interview. I could go to the interview and see what happens.

The thing I fear the most is lost of income. I’m at the point where I have 2 jobs, so that must say something about what is going on money wise. If I get the new job and end up hating it, what will happen? I’ll be trapped, or worse yet. They will let me go, and then what.

I really don’t know what to do, but I guess sleeping on it won’t hurt.

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The post that should have appeared last Monday (AKA The Comic Con)

Last weekend (the weekend before all hell broke loose with work), I went to a comic book convention. I had a really a good time, and I was looking forward to blogging about it when the shit hit the fan. So last week, I never had the opportunity to blog about it; instead I blogged about my rage and how I was abused. Over this pas weekend, I finally downloaded my pictures from my camera. Unfortunately, most of my pictures didn’t come out due to distance and darkness of the room, but I did get a few shots.

On Saturday, I spent most of my time at the costume contests. I guess I have a thing for people dressing up as Super Heroes, SciFi and Anime characters (Ok, maybe a fetish). The worst part was that all of the pictures didn’t come out because of the lack of light. If I can afford it, I’ll buy a new, better digital camera next year. I did get some pictures outside of the room.


Sunday was the cooler day. After getting off work, and a quick stop home to change (there was no way I was going to a Comic Con dressed in my grocery store uniform), I hit the panel room where Michael Rosenbaum (Lex Luthor from Smallville) was suppose to be. He was running a little behind and one of the show’s producers was there taking questions. I remember some woman (yes there were girls there) asking me where Lex, was. I told her that he was suppose to be there. She left, figuring that he was a no show, but he did arrive 5 minutes after.

He talked about Smallville and answered many question. He did mention that he had the producer had driver straight from Vancouver to Calgary after they finished shooting the last episode of the season. He also mentioned that there will be a season 8 of Smallville but he’s leaving the show. We were surprised and saddened by that. I think that was the first time that he made that decision public. I also learned that he did the voice of the Flash, on the Justice League cartoon. (I love that cartoon). Oh and apparently he’s a Rangers fan.

After the Smallville panel finished and Michael left, George Takei, came out for a Heroes panel. I love Heroes. I think it’s one of the best shows on Television. These days, TV is polluted with reality shows and other crap. To the point that I don’t have cable tv anymore. I had to give up my Satellite dish when I moved, and I never bothered to get cable. Honestly I don’t miss it as much as I thought I would. The few shows that I do like, I download, and I end up buying DVD box sets when they come out. (No commercials in the box sets).

Anyway, George came out and he was great. He talked about Heroes, Star Trek, and a few other things. When I say a few others things I mean the Howard Stern show when I, YES I SPOKE to George Takei. I asked him how he became a part of the Howard Stern show. He records all the promos and does a appearance every 3 months. He answered, by telling the history of his experiences with Howard, how he didn’t appreciate him, during his appearances on the show, and how Howard had sent people to a Star Trek convention had them ask some outrageous questions and they played them on the air. He spoke about how he ended up on the show as a semi regular and how he’s proud to know Howard for his stance against the war in Iraq and how he’s not scared to voice his disapproval.


I did buy a few things at the con as well, but I’m always the type to keep an eye on what I spend so I didn’t buy much. I look forward to the day that I can go wild and buy whatever I want, but alas, that day is a few years away ..at least.

I had a great time that weekend. I had a lot of fun and I didn’t want it to end. I also felt a dread for the following Monday, when… well we know what happened then. Either way, I can’t wait for the 2009 Comic con.

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The Clip of the Week (The Scottman)

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I hate them now

I know that today is suppose to be Photo Friday, but I'm still pissed off over yesterday's events and I need to show the world how I'm getting screwed over. First, here's a shot of my old workspace.

See a nice professional cubicle. Looks good doesn't it. My PC, with LCD screen, a phone and space for binders, documents or other things that I would need. Oh and room to eat my lunch.

This is where I am now, notice the lack of space? I've moved my PC over after, but let's look at what is here now. I have less than a quarter of the space. I no longer have a phone, and the desk itself is a piece of crap. Oh and notice the work environment? I'm in the BLEEPING WAREHOUSE. I'm right beside a conveyor line. THIS SERIOUSLY BLOWS.

Oh and yes, I no longer have a phone. I'm the IT person and I don't have a phone!!! As you can tell, serious planning went into this. Luckily I've been issued a work cell phone, so I send an e-mail out to everyone that they need to use the new number to contact me now. I should consider myself lucky in this point, since I was issued a cell phone.

Also I did another analysis of my new location compared to my old location, I'm almost as far away from my old location as possible. If I were 30ft farther, I'd be out of the building. On the bright side, I'm sure that I can now go days without seeing the face of the person who did this to me. The man who is responsibility for my humiliation.

Some people are telling me, that I'll get over it within a month, and they keep going on about my new title, Inventory Analyst. I'm sorry, but a title isn't going to cut it. Every day I come in and feel nothing but rage. I want to string someone up, but I need to keep my cool, until I get a new job, and then...well, I'm planing to buying a domain to tell me story.

UPDATE:Now they're taking my company cell phone away.