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Because I didn't apply for one. Because I'm not a genius. Because I missed MENSA by less than 5 points--though I forget the exact number now. I really would like to quit my job, or at least take a looooong sabbatical to get some writing done. That nice man from the ZZN site has been most patient with me. I'm working on a piece about why I like Quarantine better than REC. I expect people to go batshit over it. Maybe later I'll explain why I loathe the Evil Dead movies.
The Event, I have decided, is a stupid, irritating (though surprisingly well cast) LOST ripoff. Gee, I wonder how many times we'll be reliving that plane crash...
Other shows I have already declared shenanegans on include: Hawaii Five-oh, The Glades, that Detroit cop show with Michael Imperioli, and that Jimmy Smits lawyer thing.
Toying with the idea of heading to DC for the March to Keep Fear Alive. If I don't go, you just KNOW it'll turn out to be the defining moment of my generation. *snerk* Keeping Fear Alive is important, especially in a post-9/11 world. *snerk again* Besides, I haven't been to DC since I marched for women's lives (a pro-choice dealie) in 1992. I will never forget one exchange in particular that I had there. A boy was walking with his dad, reading the signs and such. He asked his dad "What's an abortion?" Swear to Zod, the dad said It's when a woman gets herself pregnant and decides she doesn't want it anymore. Being a smart-ass 20-something, I ran after them to ask how a woman "gets herself pregnant"--since last I'd heard it took two people to do that. He made a face at me and presumably went on to poison his kid's head with anti-woman, anti-choice bullshit. Funny how people who say they want small government often have plenty of time to get between a woman and her doctor.
Well, I've been at work for an hour and a half and I'm already furious (again/still) at the way this crap shack is run. We pick up the slack for every other department's (though mainly warehouse, web, accounting, and the new CC reps) fuck ups--without thanks, bonuses, or even acknowledgment of how badly they are fucking us. Our web site still doesn't work properly, it doesn't tell people that their shit is out of stock OR that their credit card declined. We sent out a coupon to make up for it, and the fucking thing doesn't work. We also have to call people who placed orders in fucking July that were never sent because our system did not have the power to tell us that shit declined. This is on top of the shitty new interface that freezes and shuts down several times a day. Plus one of the newbies is so irritating I just want to punch him/her in the face daily. Somehow, I don't think a 15-minute break is going to help much. I need to lessen the amount of pissed-off calls I get by say, half. That might be a manageable number. FML
The Event, I have decided, is a stupid, irritating (though surprisingly well cast) LOST ripoff. Gee, I wonder how many times we'll be reliving that plane crash...
Other shows I have already declared shenanegans on include: Hawaii Five-oh, The Glades, that Detroit cop show with Michael Imperioli, and that Jimmy Smits lawyer thing.
Toying with the idea of heading to DC for the March to Keep Fear Alive. If I don't go, you just KNOW it'll turn out to be the defining moment of my generation. *snerk* Keeping Fear Alive is important, especially in a post-9/11 world. *snerk again* Besides, I haven't been to DC since I marched for women's lives (a pro-choice dealie) in 1992. I will never forget one exchange in particular that I had there. A boy was walking with his dad, reading the signs and such. He asked his dad "What's an abortion?" Swear to Zod, the dad said It's when a woman gets herself pregnant and decides she doesn't want it anymore. Being a smart-ass 20-something, I ran after them to ask how a woman "gets herself pregnant"--since last I'd heard it took two people to do that. He made a face at me and presumably went on to poison his kid's head with anti-woman, anti-choice bullshit. Funny how people who say they want small government often have plenty of time to get between a woman and her doctor.
Well, I've been at work for an hour and a half and I'm already furious (again/still) at the way this crap shack is run. We pick up the slack for every other department's (though mainly warehouse, web, accounting, and the new CC reps) fuck ups--without thanks, bonuses, or even acknowledgment of how badly they are fucking us. Our web site still doesn't work properly, it doesn't tell people that their shit is out of stock OR that their credit card declined. We sent out a coupon to make up for it, and the fucking thing doesn't work. We also have to call people who placed orders in fucking July that were never sent because our system did not have the power to tell us that shit declined. This is on top of the shitty new interface that freezes and shuts down several times a day. Plus one of the newbies is so irritating I just want to punch him/her in the face daily. Somehow, I don't think a 15-minute break is going to help much. I need to lessen the amount of pissed-off calls I get by say, half. That might be a manageable number. FML
