• Are you addicted to the internet?

    I have time during a call… amazing.


    You Are 43% Addicted to the Internet


    You’re somewhat addicted to the internet – but who isn’t?
    You can keep it under check, and you’re by no means a hermit.
  • Oh my freaking cold…

    -21 degrees out there right now, according to the weather network. I tend not to question the weather network all that much when it gets to be that extreme. Even if they’re off by a couple degrees… freaking cold is still freaking cold. And I have to walk in that! Fortunately I get to spend an hour or so on the bus… but I have to walk in that! It’s cold! It’s inhuman! I want my mommy! Okay I’m over it now. Now to finish getting ready for work.

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  • I somehow survived my first night on the phones.

    Don’t ask me how, because I have absolutely no idea. A couple calls I took ended up making me feel somewhere between awkward and stupid, and… I was… more than a little nervous taking them, but I managed. Somehow. Through some twisted maneuver of fate… or something. It was definitely a different experience, but I think a good one. I ended up improvizing my way through a couple calls, just because the guide they have that I have access to… well… didn’t cover the problems I was handling. At least, not directly. Except for one or two, but I couldn’t help them out anyway. All in all it wasn’t quite such a bad experience. Now, hopefully I can keep doing it and get a little less nervous about it. Gawd, if I coulda made myself think I’d screw up, I would have. And then it would have probably happened. *twitch*

  • Things I didn’t have time to blog about, a list by me.

    I can blame being surprisingly busy in spite of having 3 days off for this. That said, this post will not have any particular point… except perhaps that I finally got around to doing it.

    • I finally graduated training… yay! Apparently someone thinks I’m qualified now to start taking phone calls. Fools.
    • On a 3 day weekend, do you think I can just take one of those days and do whatever? How about… um… no? Came home Friday, then had various minor things to get done on Saturday, then packed up my crap to come home Sunday, then figured out how the hell I’m getting to work tomorrow this afternoon. Fun stuff, really.
    • I don’t know *exactly* how cold it was this afternoon, but oh my freaking god if it got much colder I’d be spitting ice cubes.
    • Murphy’s law has done it again. I get done figuring out exactly where I’m going, get inside, make supper, *then* the snow removal folks drop by to clear out the parking lot and such. Good timing, guys.
    • My parents’ place is actually quiet when my brother and his fiance aren’t there. Who knew?
    • And lastly… what the fuck? You let a guy into the US, in spite of the fact he’s loaded with weapons, just because he has a US passport? So much for border security, folks.

    That’s about as much of a summary as I can give you, ‘cuz… well… absolutely nothing else happened worth noting. Welcome to my boring life as a Dell employee. By boring, I mean you don’t wanna hear about what we learned in training. I didn’t wanna hear about some of it.

  • Oh for Christ’s fucking sake.

    Last week I made vague mention to a girl who’s been pretty much made to stay child-sized for both her own benefit, and the benefit of her parents. And today (yesterday, I guess?) a rights activist group has apparently decided to focus on the for her parents benefit part of that statement, saying they’ve pretty much violated her rights and all that crapola. Okay, so everyone’s entitled to their own opinions on the matter. But let’s look at the facts for a minute. The kid’s 9 years old, in the physical sense only. There is no *real* higher brain function there. She can breathe, and generally do all manner of flaling. That’s as close to independant as she’s gonna get, so says every single medical professional who was involved in her case. Now, I’m not about to go on a disability rights kick, here. I’m the first person who flat out says disabled people in general receive too much pity, sympathy and whatnot already, none of it all that helpful–try patronizing. But Christ almighty, do these people not read the stories they go ape shit all over? I mean, beyond the headlines?

    Critics want an official condemnation from the American Medical Association, which owns a medical journal that first published the Washington state case. They also want state and federal officials to investigate whether doctors violated the girl’s rights.

    Um. State and federal officials had plenty of opportunity to raise a red flag or 6 while it was going on. Or does an ethics panel of that magnitude somehow escape their attention? So not everyone will agree it was such a good idea. Not everyone has to take care of a 9-year-old infant, either. I, personally, am not sure if I agree with *all* of the treatments they’ve done or not, a fairly complete account of which can be found here. But ya know what? I’m not in that position, and not to sound like more of an asshole than usual, but I hope I never am. Not all of their reasons entirely make sense to me, but hey, disabled or not, an infant mentally or not, completely incapable of taking care of herself or not, she’s still their daughter, and if she can’t communicate what she needs, then like any other infant who’s actually an infant, it’s up to the parents to do the communicating *for* them.
    Okay, so maybe she doesn’t *have* to be 4 foot 5–clearly being taller won’t kill her. But I’ll say this much. My x-girlfriend weighed about 130 pounds, and I had some fun throwing her over my shoulder. And, for the record, I’m not what most people would consider weak–I’m no body builder, but I can hold my own. It’d be hard on Ashley, *and* whoever ends up taking care of her, lifting that much dead weight. And it’s not like she can help, either. Not exactly a fair comparison, but even someone in a wheelchair, most of the time, can at least put some of their weight on their arms with the help of support bars and such while they’re being helped to the bathroom. She ain’t that coordinated, sorry. She ain’t gonna be that coordinated, sorry. So like I said in my last entry, if it helps her parents to be able to take care of her, *and* there’s no objections from the people who’d actually be performing the operations, never mind the people who actually enforce their regulations, then… more power to them, plain and simple. And you people who wanna cry it’s not what God would have wanted, or bring up some crap about how they’re not doing a damn thing in her best interest, you can just pull your heads out of your asses. She has a right to a healthy, long and complication free life. A whole shitload of people obviously agree what they’re doing to her will give her that, so this isn’t just her whackjob parents using her as the experimental girl.
    Besides, let’s just go out on a limb here and say some clueless idiot decides to overturn the decision that was already reached regarding her treatments. What in the 7 levels of hell are they gonna do about it? Reverse them? News flash, folks. People had their chance to scream unfair when it was going on. Now, what you think, what I think, hell, what good old president fucktard thinks really doesn’t matter. It’s done, it’s over with, she’s a kid for life. Which suits her just fine. Hell, so long as she can be comfortable, fed and played with, anything suits her just fine. You people who’re still up in arms over it need a hobby. Preferably one that involves an education in minding your own bloody business.

  • One more reason to love my job.

    I’d originally planned to skip breakfast. But with free coffee and doughnuts floating around, ya think that’ll last long? Hell no. These people with whom I work are awesome. And… hey, I even get paid today. Suhweet.

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  • I get way too much email.

    I’m not even home yet and I have over 200 to go through when I get there. And that’s still… about 3 hours away. Oh le cruddles.

  • One more reason ya gotta love the ladies.

    It’s all about the olympics in Canada in 3 years. So it probably shouldn’t surprise anyone that one of the best Canadian rock bands is donating 50 cents from every concert ticket sold (by the way, they’ll sell a boatload of tickets) to a program for Canada’s athletes. In a way, this just makes me wanna go take in a concert just to toss my money into the pot. Getting to hear them live doesn’t hurt either. I did that last in 2004, when they were touring to promote their then newest album. So I’m overdue. Anyone wanna come?

  • Another Trudeau in politics? Could happen.

    The rumor mill is even going so far to say it will happen. I wasn’t around for the first Trudeau instance–well, okay, that isn’t true, but being a year old when he was done doesn’t count, but if Justin’s anything like his father, it could be interesting, if nothing else. Hey, can he be much worse than Harpar?

  • People amuse me.

    I sat here and listened to a recording of a phone call wherein the guy that called in was just plain trying to bate the tech agent into an argument, and all I could think is “I know at least one person who does that for fun”. Fortunately she doesn’t own a Dell computer. Unfortunately, I still pity whoever she gets a hold of when her laptop goes caput. Those people amuse me, and I can deal with them way too well… but someone’s gonna end up in tears. Maybe that’s the amusing part.

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