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dewinged-10:32 AM
Things are okay with me these days
got a good job, I got a good office
got a new wife, got a new life
and the family's fine...
-Billy Joel; "Scenes From An Italian Restaurant"
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Okay, those lyrics? Repeat those ad nauseam, add in anecdotes about kids and house payments, and they pretty sums up what I hear at work and with the family all day, every day, world without end Amen. Is it bad things? Nope. But, the folks at work discuss McGreevy, and every gay reference becomes something about him and I have to fight back the urge to backhand people across the mouth, hard.
I'm tired of the ignorance, I'm tired of having folks call in and abuse me over the phone. Either customers who just keep interrupting every time I open my mouth, or who just can't be bothered to talk to communicate. They can't even get my own fucking name right twice in the same sentence. And we get a lot of calls transferred from the company's tech lines, whose instructions for tech support seem to be 'transfer them to Parts; they'll do it.' And some of the folks in other departments...how can they do customer service when they can't fucking talk? One of them sounds like Mush Mouth and Dumb Donald from the "Fat Albert" cartoon mated, had a kid, and stuffed one of his cheeks with a rolled up sweatsock every morning before sending him off to the Cindy Brady School for Speech Therapy. Fucking A, don't these people realize how they sound?
When one gives a start when the phone rings, we know it's bad.
Something my mom said when I mentioned how I found the conversation around me. (Mistake on my part: beliving my parents would be there for comfort if I was upset.)
Mom: You can't expect them to only talk about the things you like.
Me: They never will. It's kinda the point?
See, I've had that for a long time. Be patient, Kyle. They'll get around to you, Kyle. No, no they don't. I don't dare talk about things I want. I don't dare give anyone else a target like that to use to hurt me again.
I've been in one of my non-better moods lately, which is also setting me off.
Oddly enough, I keep thinking on little things. Not really materialistic, but stuff that with a little legwork and some company, I can accomplish.
Example: I want to see that old 'Star Wars Holiday Special.' Oh, and that Justice League live-action pilot movie? That too. :)
Hey,I've sat through Generation X, The Avengers (The Uma Thurman/Ralph FInnes movie), Roger Corman's Fantastic Four, Mike Keogh's D&D games (for a long, long time), and Eyes Wide Shut. I am pretty sure I can withstand anything.
(NOTE: Please, for the love of God, don't just respond with 'how can you want to see that, it's so awful!' That's hardly constructive, and not much in the way of helpful, thank you. A simple 'Yes Kyle, right away Kyle' will be more than sufficient.)
There's also the wish for a decent game of pool and miniature golf, but that's because it's still summer and I get in those moods every so often.
Anyways, back to work and all that.
Things are okay with me these days
got a good job, I got a good office
got a new wife, got a new life
and the family's fine...
-Billy Joel; "Scenes From An Italian Restaurant"
.
Okay, those lyrics? Repeat those ad nauseam, add in anecdotes about kids and house payments, and they pretty sums up what I hear at work and with the family all day, every day, world without end Amen. Is it bad things? Nope. But, the folks at work discuss McGreevy, and every gay reference becomes something about him and I have to fight back the urge to backhand people across the mouth, hard.
I'm tired of the ignorance, I'm tired of having folks call in and abuse me over the phone. Either customers who just keep interrupting every time I open my mouth, or who just can't be bothered to talk to communicate. They can't even get my own fucking name right twice in the same sentence. And we get a lot of calls transferred from the company's tech lines, whose instructions for tech support seem to be 'transfer them to Parts; they'll do it.' And some of the folks in other departments...how can they do customer service when they can't fucking talk? One of them sounds like Mush Mouth and Dumb Donald from the "Fat Albert" cartoon mated, had a kid, and stuffed one of his cheeks with a rolled up sweatsock every morning before sending him off to the Cindy Brady School for Speech Therapy. Fucking A, don't these people realize how they sound?
When one gives a start when the phone rings, we know it's bad.
Something my mom said when I mentioned how I found the conversation around me. (Mistake on my part: beliving my parents would be there for comfort if I was upset.)
Mom: You can't expect them to only talk about the things you like.
Me: They never will. It's kinda the point?
See, I've had that for a long time. Be patient, Kyle. They'll get around to you, Kyle. No, no they don't. I don't dare talk about things I want. I don't dare give anyone else a target like that to use to hurt me again.
I've been in one of my non-better moods lately, which is also setting me off.
Oddly enough, I keep thinking on little things. Not really materialistic, but stuff that with a little legwork and some company, I can accomplish.
Example: I want to see that old 'Star Wars Holiday Special.' Oh, and that Justice League live-action pilot movie? That too. :)
Hey,I've sat through Generation X, The Avengers (The Uma Thurman/Ralph FInnes movie), Roger Corman's Fantastic Four, Mike Keogh's D&D games (for a long, long time), and Eyes Wide Shut. I am pretty sure I can withstand anything.
(NOTE: Please, for the love of God, don't just respond with 'how can you want to see that, it's so awful!' That's hardly constructive, and not much in the way of helpful, thank you. A simple 'Yes Kyle, right away Kyle' will be more than sufficient.)
There's also the wish for a decent game of pool and miniature golf, but that's because it's still summer and I get in those moods every so often.
Anyways, back to work and all that.
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Date: 2004-08-18 11:10 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-08-18 11:12 am (UTC)I'm trying to avoid the McGreevey talk too. It's hard. I was sitting in the Cheesecake Factory at Menlo with my mom and some annoying guy over at the next table was talking about it.
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Date: 2004-08-18 02:24 pm (UTC)Actually, I may know of a place to get it. There's a comic shop in NYC that sells bootlegs I went to once and I seem to recall they had a copy of the Justice League pilot.
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Date: 2004-08-18 11:33 am (UTC)What sucks is when your work is your life, and it takes up your life, and there's no where to meet like minded people. Bleh. :(
ANyways, I know I haven't commented in a while,so here I am, and here's a hug. :HUG:
Dude >_<
Date: 2004-08-18 01:01 pm (UTC)Personally I wish you didn't have to deal with such idiocy as a matter of course, of course...I have a Customer Service oriented job myself, working in tech support, but I don't seem to often get nimrods like you described.
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Date: 2004-08-18 02:25 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-08-18 02:35 pm (UTC)As for seeing bad movies and stuff, worst one I saw was the Power Pack pilot. Now THAT was cheesey LOL
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Date: 2004-08-18 07:49 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-08-18 09:00 pm (UTC)So, it IS out there.
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Date: 2004-08-18 09:57 pm (UTC)However it's possible that horrible little movie might see a re-release. Both Ewok Movies, the Droids and Ewok cartoons, and the Clone Wars cartoon are all scheduled for DVD release.
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Date: 2004-08-18 11:01 pm (UTC)As for the Christmas Special, I tried watching it at The Cherry Hill Experiment, and ran out of the room screaming. Interspecies porn and costumes by a shag rug addict make Keiichi go crazy. Just a thought makes me cue up "The End" on repeat and stare at the ceiling fan for hours.
Then again, looking over at Keogh's game made me want to run from the room screaming, so I'm sure it's right up your alley. >:D
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Date: 2004-08-19 09:42 am (UTC)