it just started raining as i was walking back to my office from lunch. guess who just got her car washed on saturday? boo!! i'm hoping the rain passes by the time i get off work - it's pseudo safe in the garage for now.
i think i should consider not drinking for awhile. friday night was "fun" and saturday morning was kind of awful. i can't remember many conversations, phone calls and text messages from friday night, and i say things that.. i can't tell that i don't mean, or i just don't want to admit, or i don't even know i was thinking! whoa. really though, no more drinking for awhile - the thought of it almost makes me a little ill. heh. we'll see how long that lasts though.
i will say that i do miss the mall. probably because i don't go there a lot. sometimes i think i hate it because it's such a hassle. but on saturday, i walked into the mall, and it was just all sorts of goodness. bought some jewelry, almost got talked into getting my ears pierced, and had good food. the mall is great. you know where else is great? target and costco. i bought lots of food that i probably won't be eating any time soon (i mostly tried to buy stuff that wouldn't go to waste though!) and cooked dinner at my sister's on sunday. it makes me really want a house (and or just bigger kitchen with nicer kitchen stuff) and/or have a dinner party again. a nice one. but there's no time, and not really an occasion (not that you "really" need one.) but most especially, not really a lot of room. we'll see what we can do about that.
i'm in a very anti work mood today, even though i have TONS to do. six weeks(ish) to go! (whoops, my boss just walked up behind me while i was blogging. HAH. i should probably get on gettin' on.)
as a kid, did you ever play by yourself and pretend to be multiple people? yeah.. me too.
Monday, September 29, 2008
Monday, September 22, 2008
damn you workBFF. you're not online so I can complain to you. no one that i can talk to is really online right now. it's monday morning at 9am. what do i expect?
so i'm having a good morning, despite the fact that i came in early for a shot delivery that is happening at 9:30. cool. it's okay. i have my large free coffee bean, a breakfast burrito and a C monster. i'm set. i've also go hilarious office antics. and by hilarious, i mean ridiculous. the way it's supposed to go in the morning is that we're supposed to get these shots, DUMB was coming in early to cut in the shots for us. at least that's what it said in the email i got. so i'm here, and we get one of the two shots. i put it in DUMB's folder, and when she comes in this morning (not early) i go to tell her it's there. she tells me that she prefers for other person to do it. which is fine. so i ask her how her weekend was, and she replies "same as everyone else's" and i play dumb and say "oh, were you here on saturday?" and she's like "yea". and so i say "well, did you at least do something fun yesterday?" and mind you, this whole time she's just prepping her breakfast, back turned towards me, not even replying. she scoffs/laughs and says "i don't know why you're asking me these questions." so in a sing songy voice i say "just trying to be friendly" as i walk way. that probably wasn't annoying. maybe partially i enjoy it. do i really think i'm still trying to get along with her? i can't tell.
whatever... my breakfast burrito loves me.
so i'm having a good morning, despite the fact that i came in early for a shot delivery that is happening at 9:30. cool. it's okay. i have my large free coffee bean, a breakfast burrito and a C monster. i'm set. i've also go hilarious office antics. and by hilarious, i mean ridiculous. the way it's supposed to go in the morning is that we're supposed to get these shots, DUMB was coming in early to cut in the shots for us. at least that's what it said in the email i got. so i'm here, and we get one of the two shots. i put it in DUMB's folder, and when she comes in this morning (not early) i go to tell her it's there. she tells me that she prefers for other person to do it. which is fine. so i ask her how her weekend was, and she replies "same as everyone else's" and i play dumb and say "oh, were you here on saturday?" and she's like "yea". and so i say "well, did you at least do something fun yesterday?" and mind you, this whole time she's just prepping her breakfast, back turned towards me, not even replying. she scoffs/laughs and says "i don't know why you're asking me these questions." so in a sing songy voice i say "just trying to be friendly" as i walk way. that probably wasn't annoying. maybe partially i enjoy it. do i really think i'm still trying to get along with her? i can't tell.
whatever... my breakfast burrito loves me.
I don't know why I'm still at work. It's 1:07am, and I have to be back here in roughly 7 hours. Actually, less than 7 hours because I'm supposed to be back at 8am. Stupid time zones. I was doing reports ALL day today that should have taken me hours. I don't know why it took me SO long. It's terrifying. I also am being really nitpicky about these reports, and a little OCD about it. I don't know what it is. In some weird way, this job makes me bitter, cynical, mean and hate people in all their stupidity... but yet I continue to keep at it. Maybe because it's the one thing in my life that I can control, or being good at it will bring something better to my life. Or I'm just uber OCD in general. I hate feeling like I'm disorganized or I don't know what I'm talking about and I'm constantly chasing my tail. Except I'm ALWAYS feeling this way because that's how this show is. I really didn't need to spend 12 hours on three reports. REALLY? Ugh. Sometimes I need to just say enough is enough.
Bleh.
Bleh.
Wednesday, September 17, 2008
work is great story # 549302394
so last night i check my email on a whim, since you know, i have my fancy new iphone and all. and find that our scanning vendor can access the sites to upload the files our vendors need to work on shots. good times. so i call them, test my connections, and then tell them to use the ftp instead. the connection later starts working, and say, hey you can use the connection now too. sounds good eh? i mean, i know it wasn't necessarily "my" problem to solve and i'm not in charge of scans anymore, and the person who is, doesn't like me touching her stuff (because she's DUMB) - but i figure - hey... it's midnight, no one else is going to solve this problem, my vendor is going to be at work in a few hours and have no scans, and that's going to suck, i'm going to fix this.
problem is fixed, except the scanning vendor only uploaded 1 out of the 3 scans they were supposed to send. gee. great. i ask DUMB if she saw the mail, and first of all, when i say "hey DUMB", she replies "WHAT." umm. good morning to you too. i know i'm not a morning person, but ooooookay. she says to me about the issue that "yea, it's that whole issue with the aspera thing, i thought you were working on that" (that's also another reason why i don't like doing anything, once i say even one word, DUMB will say "well you're taking care of it, i'm not doing anything". hey lady, there's no I in TEAM.") so i clarify that they only received 1 out of the 3 and as she is walking away (actually, she never even stopped to talk to me...) she says, yea, we'll have to call the scanning vendor. and because i'm unclear, and i don't want it to fall into one of those things where she'll say that i was supposed to be taking care of it, i say "are you going to call them" and she yells down the hall "YES I'M GOING TO CALL THE SCANNING VENDOR." umm.. thanks. w.t.f. but it's a good thing that i've started to learn how to cover my ass.
seriously. i don't get why people behave like this. or why or how i illicit this behavior out of people. i mean.. i'm not all distraught about this (today...). it's actually pretty comical this morning. but there's gotta be something about me, because this has happened more than once. there's always the one person who doesn't like me for some reason or another and treats me kind of like that. they all kind of have the same attitude and personality - so maybe i just don't mesh well with that. in my own ego-ness, i'd like to think it's because they're so jealous and lame, they have to talk shit because they have nothing better to do, because i am awesome. yup, that's pretty much it ;P
so last night i check my email on a whim, since you know, i have my fancy new iphone and all. and find that our scanning vendor can access the sites to upload the files our vendors need to work on shots. good times. so i call them, test my connections, and then tell them to use the ftp instead. the connection later starts working, and say, hey you can use the connection now too. sounds good eh? i mean, i know it wasn't necessarily "my" problem to solve and i'm not in charge of scans anymore, and the person who is, doesn't like me touching her stuff (because she's DUMB) - but i figure - hey... it's midnight, no one else is going to solve this problem, my vendor is going to be at work in a few hours and have no scans, and that's going to suck, i'm going to fix this.
problem is fixed, except the scanning vendor only uploaded 1 out of the 3 scans they were supposed to send. gee. great. i ask DUMB if she saw the mail, and first of all, when i say "hey DUMB", she replies "WHAT." umm. good morning to you too. i know i'm not a morning person, but ooooookay. she says to me about the issue that "yea, it's that whole issue with the aspera thing, i thought you were working on that" (that's also another reason why i don't like doing anything, once i say even one word, DUMB will say "well you're taking care of it, i'm not doing anything". hey lady, there's no I in TEAM.") so i clarify that they only received 1 out of the 3 and as she is walking away (actually, she never even stopped to talk to me...) she says, yea, we'll have to call the scanning vendor. and because i'm unclear, and i don't want it to fall into one of those things where she'll say that i was supposed to be taking care of it, i say "are you going to call them" and she yells down the hall "YES I'M GOING TO CALL THE SCANNING VENDOR." umm.. thanks. w.t.f. but it's a good thing that i've started to learn how to cover my ass.
seriously. i don't get why people behave like this. or why or how i illicit this behavior out of people. i mean.. i'm not all distraught about this (today...). it's actually pretty comical this morning. but there's gotta be something about me, because this has happened more than once. there's always the one person who doesn't like me for some reason or another and treats me kind of like that. they all kind of have the same attitude and personality - so maybe i just don't mesh well with that. in my own ego-ness, i'd like to think it's because they're so jealous and lame, they have to talk shit because they have nothing better to do, because i am awesome. yup, that's pretty much it ;P
Tuesday, September 16, 2008
Wednesday, September 10, 2008
So I really should probably be sleeping. I have an all morning meeting for a run through in which no one from our team is attending at night which, to me, seems sketchy. I'd like to say that it was an oversight, but we came to the conclusion that leaving us out is partially intentional. Or maybe people are really just that stupid. It just doesn't make sense how people operate sometimes. You don't think it's important that people who are giving direction on how things will look need to be there in the review of the product? Really?
Which brings me to original subject and point of me blogging instead of sleeping.
Ever since I've started this job, I've had an issue with a few things, the long hours, the massive amount of work, the confusion - but one hasn't been as constant or annoying as the attitude. True, you're never going to have the ideal working environment, and there are always people who are you're going to want to punchemintheface, but it can be so much better or so much worse. Since the beginning I've had to deal with two constant painsinmyass. These ladies, P & K, started out... sort of nice. Sort of. And maybe because I don't suck up to them, maybe because I'm so head strong, maybe because.. you know... I have no clue. They don't like me, and openly ignore my existence, talk to me as little as possible, and a flat out rude to my face. I DON'T GET IT. How do "grown ass people" (for lack of a better term) act like this? In the work place? No clue. Sometimes I laugh it off, because it's funny how stupid people are, and other times it really gets to me. My co-workers have told me not to take it personal, and know that their people skills suck, and while I don't take it all that personal, and I know it's not all me, it's still really frustrating and trying to be constantly be treated like that and to have to put up with it, on top of all the other things that I need to do. It's increasingly frustrating when it impedes me from doing a good job.
Example: Today there was a shortage of crew gifts floating around, however... I got one. I wanted to switch out my Medium for a Small, and since I knew there was an extra Small floating around, I wanted to switch out. However, P grabbed the extra before I could switch it out because she wanted to solve her shortage problem. I asked if I could switch out the Medium I had for the Small she just grabbed (because really, there's like one person on your crew who is a Small and you have 4 Smalls and 2 XL's. I'm really helping you out here.) Anyways... she acted all indignant, and so I said "if this messes up your plan, I don't have to switch." So then she says to me, has the freaking nerve to say to me "it doesn't mess up my plan, but I'm just trying to figure out how to get jackets for the people who have been on the show since the beginning."
Umm.. okay. Well technically, you're short a jacket for someone who hasn't been on the show since the beginning, so what are you talking about? And guess what? You gave your lazyhardlyworthanythingdoltofa PA a jacket and he's been around about just as long as me, and if you think he deserves one more than I do, then you're fucking retarded. It's not about the jacket. Really, I could care less. I mean, I like free stuff, who doesn't? But the idea that she didn't think I deserved a certain level of respect from her and her excuse is because I haven't been on the show since the beginning? That would fine if I wasn't saving this show's ass on a daily basis.
I'm going to stop complaining now. I know it's not personal, and I know it's not me. I know I'm the freaking shit and my boss got the best deal ever when he hired me (*sigh). You know what makes me smile? Is when I get emails from vendors like "p.s. it has been a pleasure working with you guys! you are far more organized than many of my clients." And "thanks for being a cool and good coordinator, it makes it SO much easier :)". And pseudo job offers. Then I know that the people that I actually work with can vet for the job that I'm doing, instead old jealous people who can't take their head out of their ass long enough to know what's going on. Okay, that was mean. And I don't really mean it. Part of me wishes that people could just like me. I seem to have those certain set of people who just do not like me. What gives? I hate if it trickles on to people who matter - but I feel like that hopefully the truth would come through in the end, or those people who do matter, know what's up. *sigh.. oh well.
Anyways.. I'll stop whining now. I'm so gonna fall asleep in that theatre tomorrow. Or if I'm lucky on the drive the way there :P (kidding.)
Which brings me to original subject and point of me blogging instead of sleeping.
Ever since I've started this job, I've had an issue with a few things, the long hours, the massive amount of work, the confusion - but one hasn't been as constant or annoying as the attitude. True, you're never going to have the ideal working environment, and there are always people who are you're going to want to punchemintheface, but it can be so much better or so much worse. Since the beginning I've had to deal with two constant painsinmyass. These ladies, P & K, started out... sort of nice. Sort of. And maybe because I don't suck up to them, maybe because I'm so head strong, maybe because.. you know... I have no clue. They don't like me, and openly ignore my existence, talk to me as little as possible, and a flat out rude to my face. I DON'T GET IT. How do "grown ass people" (for lack of a better term) act like this? In the work place? No clue. Sometimes I laugh it off, because it's funny how stupid people are, and other times it really gets to me. My co-workers have told me not to take it personal, and know that their people skills suck, and while I don't take it all that personal, and I know it's not all me, it's still really frustrating and trying to be constantly be treated like that and to have to put up with it, on top of all the other things that I need to do. It's increasingly frustrating when it impedes me from doing a good job.
Example: Today there was a shortage of crew gifts floating around, however... I got one. I wanted to switch out my Medium for a Small, and since I knew there was an extra Small floating around, I wanted to switch out. However, P grabbed the extra before I could switch it out because she wanted to solve her shortage problem. I asked if I could switch out the Medium I had for the Small she just grabbed (because really, there's like one person on your crew who is a Small and you have 4 Smalls and 2 XL's. I'm really helping you out here.) Anyways... she acted all indignant, and so I said "if this messes up your plan, I don't have to switch." So then she says to me, has the freaking nerve to say to me "it doesn't mess up my plan, but I'm just trying to figure out how to get jackets for the people who have been on the show since the beginning."
Umm.. okay. Well technically, you're short a jacket for someone who hasn't been on the show since the beginning, so what are you talking about? And guess what? You gave your lazyhardlyworthanythingdoltofa PA a jacket and he's been around about just as long as me, and if you think he deserves one more than I do, then you're fucking retarded. It's not about the jacket. Really, I could care less. I mean, I like free stuff, who doesn't? But the idea that she didn't think I deserved a certain level of respect from her and her excuse is because I haven't been on the show since the beginning? That would fine if I wasn't saving this show's ass on a daily basis.
I'm going to stop complaining now. I know it's not personal, and I know it's not me. I know I'm the freaking shit and my boss got the best deal ever when he hired me (*sigh). You know what makes me smile? Is when I get emails from vendors like "p.s. it has been a pleasure working with you guys! you are far more organized than many of my clients." And "thanks for being a cool and good coordinator, it makes it SO much easier :)". And pseudo job offers. Then I know that the people that I actually work with can vet for the job that I'm doing, instead old jealous people who can't take their head out of their ass long enough to know what's going on. Okay, that was mean. And I don't really mean it. Part of me wishes that people could just like me. I seem to have those certain set of people who just do not like me. What gives? I hate if it trickles on to people who matter - but I feel like that hopefully the truth would come through in the end, or those people who do matter, know what's up. *sigh.. oh well.
Anyways.. I'll stop whining now. I'm so gonna fall asleep in that theatre tomorrow. Or if I'm lucky on the drive the way there :P (kidding.)
Tuesday, September 09, 2008
blog. i've missed you. i'm sorry i've neglected you. i think about you all the time. i always think to myself "i'm gonna blog about this" i'm sorry that i don't. i'll try to do better in the future. it's not you, it's me.
here's what i want to give to you this morning:
inappropriate conversations from work:
me: (bringing extra coffee to jen) here jen, you can double fist is
jen: you shouldn't say that to a lesbian.
mikeT: i heard the grossest that's what she said joke the other day
me: what is it?
mikeT: well, i had this cut on my lip and i said "man, this thing just won't stop bleeding!"
everyone: .... ew.
(although that's a pretty good one...)
and here's an older one i meant to post but didn't. it's still excellent:
crackerman: OoOoO
Jean: ?
crackerman: its the olympic rings! duh
Jean: hahaha you should have sent me 2 ims then
crackerman: heh
crackerman: O O O
crackerman: O O
crackerman: damnit
Jean: FAIL
crackerman: it like autocorrected my spaces!
crackerman: not my fault!
crackerman: .-=-. .-=-. .-=-.
/ \ / \ / \
| | | |
\ ./. ./. /
'-' '\-/' '\=-'
| | |
\ / \ /
'-=-' '-=-'
crackerman: man, fail again.
crackerman: i give up
Jean: hahahahah
Jean: a for effort
crackerman: thanks
ps. my sister just joined facebook. it's overtaking the freaking world.
here's what i want to give to you this morning:
inappropriate conversations from work:
me: (bringing extra coffee to jen) here jen, you can double fist is
jen: you shouldn't say that to a lesbian.
mikeT: i heard the grossest that's what she said joke the other day
me: what is it?
mikeT: well, i had this cut on my lip and i said "man, this thing just won't stop bleeding!"
everyone: .... ew.
(although that's a pretty good one...)
and here's an older one i meant to post but didn't. it's still excellent:
crackerman: OoOoO
Jean: ?
crackerman: its the olympic rings! duh
Jean: hahaha you should have sent me 2 ims then
crackerman: heh
crackerman: O O O
crackerman: O O
crackerman: damnit
Jean: FAIL
crackerman: it like autocorrected my spaces!
crackerman: not my fault!
crackerman: .-=-. .-=-. .-=-.
/ \ / \ / \
| | | |
\ ./. ./. /
'-' '\-/' '\=-'
| | |
\ / \ /
'-=-' '-=-'
crackerman: man, fail again.
crackerman: i give up
Jean: hahahahah
Jean: a for effort
crackerman: thanks
ps. my sister just joined facebook. it's overtaking the freaking world.
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