train trevails

had some free time so i went downtown to run some errands. on the train trip downtown, a sort of cute girl kept staring at me. usually i'm just ignored so the abnormality of being stared at forced me to muster all of my self-control to not laugh at the poor girl. on the trip back from downtown, two drama queens got into a slapfest, complete with friends recording said slap-fest on cellphones. my mellow was harshed.

Goe, wants you to stop harshing his mellow.

got promoted

a few weeks ago, i got promoted at job#2. instead of being a part-time employee working 40 hours a week there, i'm a full time employee working 40 hours a week. plus 25 hours a week at my other job and i'm way too frickin' busy to visit strip clubs like my co-workers seem to think i should.

Goe, with a life embellished by Kafka.

no end in sight.

more posts will come. i promise.

Goe, was up to his knees in dead hamsters and running low on ammo when...

the train wasn't running for an hour when i was trying to get home after work tonight. but i didn't have to wait an hour for the train because my boss kept me around just long enough extra so that i had to wait a half hour for the bus to the train before waiting a half hour for the train. serendipitous.

Goe, waited in the rain that started as soon as he walked out of the building.

working my way back to someplace i've never been

applied over the weekend for promotions at job#1. was told that i should apply for a promotion at job#2 later this week, which i probably will also. getting more sleep these days as well. life is good for now.

Goe, drinking some soda.

assmunchers right ahead!

new storyblogging carnival up over theres someplace.

need sleep.

Goe, going to eat some dinner first.

livejournal vs. myspace vs. blogger.

other than myspace having way too many friggin ads, they're all about the same but mostly incompatible.

Goe, wondering why technology keeps us apart.

talked to big boss, was mostly blown off, he let a few key things slip about why/how and i called him on a couple of things, but mostly nothing came of it.

Goe, trying for the even keel.

more workplace drama

or maybe not, big boss was in a meeting yesterday, and had today off, so nothing came of anything yet.

Goe, waiting.

beeeg change

was talking to someone overnight while working and waiting for the big boss to show up so i could give notice and they pointed out that passing me over without my consent was a violation of the union contract. talking with someone else later on and was told that the person who was promoted over me was screwing stuff up so badly that they weren't likely to be kept around long, let alone kept in a position of any authority. then the big boss was in a meeting all morning, so i couldn't talk to him anyways. feeling more optimistic about the situation, but still unsettled.

Goe, seems likely to be staying at job#2 now...

xferring woes

the hr person at the place i'm trying to get xferred to won't speak to me, and the manager just sort of politely blew me off. going to give notice and look for work elsewheres.

Goe, unhappy.

la di da

didn't get around to going back, but slept until it was time to go to job #1. then the bus from there back to the real world was 50 minutes late. took forever to get home. hungry, tired, annoyed. there's also the whole angry, bitter, and hateful thing as well.

Goe, wishing the whole clocktower sniper thing was an option.

Xferring impediments

still trying to get xferred to another location of job#2. stopped by this morning and the hr person wasn't there, but is supposed to be back this afternoon. starting to get the impression that they're blowing me off much like the people i'm working for now. very disheartening.

Goe, tired of getting his ass busted for busting his ass.

nutless assmunchers ahoy!

so the guy who is getting promoted at job#2 for doing nothing at all is going to get promoted again for again doing nothing at all. he kisses ass a lot and now that they've let us know that he's going to get promoted again, everyone but me seems to be kissing his ass, two of the other qualified guys getting passed over went on a beach trip with him, he doesn't have to work weekends because it interferes with his social life, and soon he'll be off graveyards for the same reason. meanwhile, I'm expected to bust my ass on weekends and graveyards and be happy about having no option of doing anything else.

Goe, not happy with this.

all work and no play

getting completely fucked at both jobs. rewards for working hard? yes, i work hard and someone else gets rewarded. pisses me off so much. grrrrrr.

Goe, angry.

Is Big Brother really watching you?

32 security cameras within 200 yards of George Orwell's former home. 32 government owned/operated security cameras.

Goe, fighting against IngSoc.

Howdy Stranger

It's me again. Am much better adapted to working 13 hour days lugging heavy things about on three hours of sleep and negligible nutritional intake. Will re-write 'It Started With Goats' sometime this weekend and post it since there doesn't seem to be an existant copy anywhere that I know of. Job #2 decided that even though I work twice as hard as most of my co-workers, I'm not doing enough to be considered for promotions that I was promised for doing far less, so I'm trying to transfer to another location in the company. My boss at Job#1 said that he'd make a full-time space for me if I wanted, but that only means an extra 5-10 hours a week there (I usually do 25-30 and they cap 'full-time' employees at 37.5 because corporate is terrified of overtime pay). On another note, low-level managers at Job #1 make almost twice what I do, and I already meet most of their qualifications...

Goe, changed some stuff on the right --->

Theory

Heard a song at job#2, with "you've got legs to the left, legs to the right, and you're the only girl in town." and i developed a theory that the girl in question is lucky to be the only one in town, or else every other girl in town would kick her ass since she can't keep her legs together. but since it's country-westernish and legs is pluralized in either direction, it could be a cow someone found attractive. it's all just conjecture at this point.

Goe, should be going to bed.

Crazy guy

for some strange reason, at job #1 Crazy Guy was employee of the month for january. it's strange because usually they pick someone who doesn't actually do anything and he works really damned hard.

Goe, was surprised.

I am not all things to all people

but sometimes, for a little while, I can fake it pretty well. My managers at both jobs have started to treat me like a panacea. It would be nice if it came with a raise or recognition or something other than just bouncing to and fro fixing other people's work in addition to doing my own. It would also be nicer if those other people weren't getting the same raises and recognition I'm not getting, but life isn't fair.

Goe, needs to be looking at job openings again.

Arg

Never rains but it pours and all. while sick with the flu, i forgot to leave the padlock on my locker at job #2. last night, i lost my keys. turns out that the padlock is still at home, so i have access to my locker! already talked to apartment management about replacing my other keys, so all will be fine in goe's little world soon except for the Curse of the Constantly Shedding Kitty.

Goe, has more to say but needs to get some sleep because he has to leave for work in about four hours.

spoke too soon.

posted that i wasn't dead yet, then BAM! influenza pays a visit. still not dead, but not as alive as i would like either.

Goe, was napped on while napping.

not dead yet.

kk, moved in mid-november, finally got internet service again (part of cable tv package, but the tv part isn't working yet for some reason...). woot. now if there was only someway to download sleep...

Goe, still working two jobs and getting better at both.

nothing funny to say

need to move, real soon like. not fun. need sleep, need food, need job security at either job. bah. on the plus side, some new stories are up, and the webpage looks pretty.

Goe, needs a nap like he needs to exhale.

busy busy busy

in three and a half days last week, i had a total of eleven hours of sleep. so busy, so tired... :( haven't written anymore of the new story but i've come up with an ending.

Goe, gotta get going.