The hiding RAM, the lying moon, and the unfiring of pluses and minuses
damn PC at home is on the fritz again. was trying to repair my cd-rw drive when i chanced upon my RAM and decided to wipe it clean. now i have two 128MBs but only 128MB is showing in my system. when will i learn by heart the adage "if it ain't broke, don't fix it."
anyway, i think i'll be getting some neat upgrades for christmas. we're looking at 512MB RAM, a new DVD drive, and some kick ass speakers. ho ho ho and a bottle of rum...
---We interrupt this blog for an important reply---
I told the starry sky to wait for you
I told the wind to sigh like lovers do
I even told the night you were true
And you would be here soon
And now I'm lying to the moon
- Trisha Yearwood
this time though, the moon is lying to me.
again.
by definition, truce is a cessation from all hostilities.
i haven't been hostile for over a month. what do i need a truce for?
that was then. this is now.
and
i still can't,
and i won't
trust again
...especially when you ask me for a truce but sing songs for someone else. kinda taxes my intelligence.
not that i care though.
i hope this answers any future inquiries. i'm sick of unnannounced visitors to my planet.
---end of reply---ever---
now where was i?
surprise, surprise... i didn't get fired but felt actually appreciated during my fateful meeting earlier. and sigh! on the very same day a new prospective employer called and asked about my monthly wages...and no, i didn't lie about my gross income for once.
by adding and subtracting, i would say it's been a very solid year for yours truly. I managed to hold on to a job i don't really relish even if i broke countless rules and clashed with the idealogy. Sirius Black must've been proud of me.
let's list down the pluses and minuses of this job:
PLUSES:
anyway, i think i'll be getting some neat upgrades for christmas. we're looking at 512MB RAM, a new DVD drive, and some kick ass speakers. ho ho ho and a bottle of rum...
---We interrupt this blog for an important reply---
I told the starry sky to wait for you
I told the wind to sigh like lovers do
I even told the night you were true
And you would be here soon
And now I'm lying to the moon
- Trisha Yearwood
this time though, the moon is lying to me.
again.
by definition, truce is a cessation from all hostilities.
i haven't been hostile for over a month. what do i need a truce for?
that was then. this is now.
and
i still can't,
and i won't
trust again
...especially when you ask me for a truce but sing songs for someone else. kinda taxes my intelligence.
not that i care though.
i hope this answers any future inquiries. i'm sick of unnannounced visitors to my planet.
---end of reply---ever---
now where was i?
surprise, surprise... i didn't get fired but felt actually appreciated during my fateful meeting earlier. and sigh! on the very same day a new prospective employer called and asked about my monthly wages...and no, i didn't lie about my gross income for once.
by adding and subtracting, i would say it's been a very solid year for yours truly. I managed to hold on to a job i don't really relish even if i broke countless rules and clashed with the idealogy. Sirius Black must've been proud of me.
let's list down the pluses and minuses of this job:
PLUSES:
- Travel - i get lots, plus i get to drive north and south for hundreds of kilometers a time.
- Car - not a bad way to go
- moolah - not much, but i ain't complaining of poverty
- a nice new office of my own - haven't moved in yet, but my Sacramento Kings memorabilia is ready and waiting.
- non-sales job in a sales environment - im the ghost in the machine, what better way to celebrate my love for anonymity?
- presentations once a month - i live for this and i get appreciated
- work sucks
- ego everywhere
- non sales are 2nd class citizens - should they be?
- expensive lifestyle - wearing a tie has its drawbacks
- killer hours - really, it's like working for the CIA as the security detail
- lots of time wastage due to horse-trading, foot-dragging, and blame-gaming
- phony ideals and misplaced idiosyncrasies
- too many rules, not enough monitors
- dress codes - i can be twice as effective in black shirt and jeans.
- elevators from hell - im not exaggerating. it cuts your lunch time by 30 minutes
- money culture - i want my money here with me not spent
i don't really mind the stress, as i live for it. what i hate is the thinking part. sadly, my brain gets in the way most of the time.
i'll take care of that next year.
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