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( Feb. 17th, 2009 04:08 pm)
Courtesy of [ profile] thefulcrum. Went to the library in the hope of getting some work done on my BigBang fic, instead spent it diddling around with my layout and ripping CD's onto my laptop. Now for some reason VIRL's modem has decided to be a little bitch and I'm not able to connect to the 'net. I don't even need the 'net to write (see above, re: slackage), but I'm so irritated at it for not working that I can't concentrate to write. *bitching* There's actually a very limited number of things I can do if the librarian won't let me reset the router and/or modem (she won't). So this probably won't get posted until I get home. One of these days I may have to cave and get an internet connection of my very own, instead of just using whatever unsecured networks happen to be available. I don't seem to have the patience for that. *turns off whiny Kelly Clarkson CD and puts on Daft Punk* I need to get some actual work done. TTFN.
First session with personal trainer. I was shanghaied into this by the Muse. Her arguement was that she's pregnant. Not at all relevant, but that's how she wins all arguements these days. I think she means, I'm pregnant so you have to obey my every whim or I'll have a hormone-fuelled meltdown. And I do, because she will. Also, my inner bargain hunter cannot resist a 1yr membership for 299.50 with monthly personal training sessions and 300 minutes of tanning. My personal trainer, James, is cute but evil. VERY EVOL. I think all personal trainers are a little sadistic anyway, but he takes it to new heights. Apparently Apex machines are for pussies and I can use free weights a room full of guys with arms the size of tree trunks. That's not intimidating at all. My goal is to go three days a week minimum. We'll see.
The Muse and my ex-fiance have ganged up on me in a campaign for us to move to Vancouver (not just to stalk J2. Swear.) and I am actually considering it. I love my island, but I'm stagnating here. If I'm gonna make a go of this thing called Real Life I need to start with a Real Career. Hence a CPR-C and AED course (everyone should take these; life is good, saving one is better) and then Bladerunners, an awesomesauce local trades program that pays for a bunch of associated programs (First Aid, flagging, WHIMS, etc) and then finds you a job placement for work experience. They buy your tools. They have pink hard hats. I could totally be a construction worker-I like building things. And Van is booming with the whole Olympics frenzy it's got going on. But even though Van is like two hours away by ferry, my parents will cry. And worry. And cry some more. And I'd probably miss them too, and if I try living with the Muse again I might actually kill her and dispose of the body instead of just running away. *sighs* Why must there be compromise? Why can't everything just go my way all the time?

*snicker* Can you tell I'm an only child?

But, anyway. I have the Bladerunners orientation today (where I find out if I make it into the program) and the CPR-C AED on Saturday. Updates to follow.
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( Mar. 6th, 2008 10:34 pm)
For the last week and a half, I have been getting paid to do nothing. Quite literally. My computer logins have been disabled, and corporate has not managed to get around to fixing them, what with the Suncom merger. So I come in to work, and I answer questions from new agents. Most of whom don't have questions, but they're new, which means I have to stand there IN CASE they have questions. For eight hours. At $11.25 an hour plus an 11% shift differential. Plus bonuses.

*sarcastic applause* You go, T-Mobile. Well played all around.

P.S. Getting paid to do nothing is not actually as appealing as it sounds.
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( Feb. 6th, 2008 07:49 pm)
I hate my life. Tradsies? Anyone? Bueller?

Scratch that. I wouldn't wish this on my worst enemy, never mind my flist.

I am suddenly very much in sympathy with anyone who's ever threatened to bomb a call center.
Flexpay go die now. For serious. Is it possible that Robert Dotson and Sue Nokes are just playing an elaborate practical joke on America?
*please please please*
No such luck so far.

...and some random things that make me less homicidal happy.

I hate FlexPay! I hate it SO SO MUCH!!!! I swear the marketing meeting went like this:

Robert Dotson (CEO, T-Mobile USA): Let's make it so customers who have bad credit or don't want a contract can still have nationwide rate plans and cheap phones.

Marketing Team: Great idea! Quality work, Bobby! do we do that?

RD: We bill them for the service a month in advance, instead of them having to pay a deposit. And they can have another account for overages that they can top up with prepaid cards, so that they can't rack up overage that they don't have the money for.

MT: Awesome! Let's get it in a test market right away!

RD: No, let's not bother. We'll just test it on a national level without retraining our reps, put all kinds of restrictions in the fine print, and add some nonnegotiable additional fees that are impossible to justify to the customer.

MT: WTF? O-kayyyyy...why?

RD: To see if we can make a rep's head explode!

MT: *facepalm*

RD: It''ll be funny!

MT: *headdesk*

This is why Robert Dotson sucks.

In other news, I have found a site that I love. You all totally have to check out the most awesomesauce HTML tutorial EVER!

See that? See the way that pretty link opened in a seperate window and everything? *is so proud of herself* I totally understand how it works now and I love, LOVE this site! I want to marry it and have its' flawlessly formatted children.

Ok, that might be going a little far.

So it's my first day back after my leave of abscence. They're retraining me.


At first I was all, WTF? A monkey could do this job. Do you seriously think I forgot everything I learned over the past 2 years in 3 months? It was kind of insulting. But then I thought about it. I decided if they want to pay me to sit in a classroom for 2 weeks and 'learn' stuff I alredy know, I'm cool with that. And then if they want to put me in Production Academy for another 2 weeks where I can be in the 'baby queue' that only gets easy calls, and have extra supervisor bitchez to answer my questions and fetch me things (they're not actually there to fetch me things, but that doesn't stop me from sending them out for Starbucks), I'm cool with that too. It's a ridiculous waste of money, but hey-it's their money.

Well, y'know, until they give it to me.


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