Wednesday, March 10, 2010
Tuesday, January 5, 2010
Friends with your Boss?
Being buddies with your boss... this concept has always fascinated me. I mean, is it really possible to really and truly be friends with your superior?
Personally, I have never done this-- I mean sure, I have had employers that I really liked and respected and even went out for some drinks and such after hours, but I never held them in the same regard as an entrusted friend.
It's just something odd about being amigos with someone who has power over you and can implement that authority at any time.
Sure, they may seem like the coolest and laid back person you've ever met, but you still have to exercise some semblance of professionalism.
The last thing I want to hear are the detailed grievances of my employer's private life such as domestic issues, political and religious views, conspiracy theories (long story) etc. I'm also not interested in divulging too much of my private life to them either because it would inevitably lead up to a rather awkward working condition. Ignorance would definitely be valued commodity in this situation.
Having said that, I think it is very possible to have a great, friendly working relationship with your superiors, I have had such relationships in the past, but I have always maintained that fine line.
That's my view however... has anyone else successfully managed to truly be friends with their boss?
Personally, I have never done this-- I mean sure, I have had employers that I really liked and respected and even went out for some drinks and such after hours, but I never held them in the same regard as an entrusted friend.
It's just something odd about being amigos with someone who has power over you and can implement that authority at any time.
Sure, they may seem like the coolest and laid back person you've ever met, but you still have to exercise some semblance of professionalism.
The last thing I want to hear are the detailed grievances of my employer's private life such as domestic issues, political and religious views, conspiracy theories (long story) etc. I'm also not interested in divulging too much of my private life to them either because it would inevitably lead up to a rather awkward working condition. Ignorance would definitely be valued commodity in this situation.
Having said that, I think it is very possible to have a great, friendly working relationship with your superiors, I have had such relationships in the past, but I have always maintained that fine line.
That's my view however... has anyone else successfully managed to truly be friends with their boss?
Tuesday, March 31, 2009
Tech Support Fun
Well it's been awhile since I have last posted anything in my blog because I usually use it as a forum to vent about anything and everything that has pisses me off.
Lately however, things have been going pretty well with for me and I really haven't had a reason to use the blog (yay for me)
Until last night:
Okay, so I'm having a little trouble with my router the other night and after tinkering, rebooting, unplugging, replugging, cursing and refraining from slamming it against a wall, I called tech support.
Well that just opened up a whole new level of hell. After being put on hold for about 20 minutes and pressing the appropriate keys like a good lil' monkey I eventually get connected with a tech rep. It became apparent that english was not this guy's first language, but we live in the age of overseas outsourcing... FINE. Admittedly his english wasn't that bad and I was able to understand him fairly well and he was nice and polite. Unfortunately he wasn't qualified to help me out with my particular problem so he transferred me to another department.
This is when it gets... interesting. First of all this guy's english was HORRIBLE! I honestly thought he was speaking his native language, oh and not to mention he was talking a mile a minute. I had to constantly ask him to repeat himself or slow down, but believe it or not I was fairly patient during the entire ordeal UNTIL the fucker actually started giving me an attitude! He ACTUALLY started losing HIS temper with ME! Raising his voice, sighing and grunting and generally condescending to me like I was a brain damaged gerbil.
Well needless to say, my patience went right out the window and after informing how terrible his english was and how much I didn't appreciate his shitty attitude, I demanded to talk to someone who was more competent as well as assuring him that I would be reporting his lackluster performance, but I wasn't quite that eloquent... in fact I was pretty brutal. Yeah, yeah, I probably should have been the bigger man and risen above it all and all that and usually I do, but if you push me to that point of no return, I have NO problem wallowing in the mucky muck.
Well after a stunned silence, the guy's english suddenly improved (but not much) and his attitude was a tad more accommodating.
After all that drama and hassle it turns out the problem was easily solved by changing a few features in the Wireless Setup. A simple 10 minute process became a 35 minute nightmare because some foreign douche bag could not speak the language he was allegedly trained to speak. Ridiculous.
Well I made good on my promise of reporting this asshole and I sincerely hope he gets fired or at LEAST retrained so no one else will have to go through this ridiculousness.
By the way, NETGEAR SUCKS.
Lately however, things have been going pretty well with for me and I really haven't had a reason to use the blog (yay for me)
Until last night:
Okay, so I'm having a little trouble with my router the other night and after tinkering, rebooting, unplugging, replugging, cursing and refraining from slamming it against a wall, I called tech support.
Well that just opened up a whole new level of hell. After being put on hold for about 20 minutes and pressing the appropriate keys like a good lil' monkey I eventually get connected with a tech rep. It became apparent that english was not this guy's first language, but we live in the age of overseas outsourcing... FINE. Admittedly his english wasn't that bad and I was able to understand him fairly well and he was nice and polite. Unfortunately he wasn't qualified to help me out with my particular problem so he transferred me to another department.
This is when it gets... interesting. First of all this guy's english was HORRIBLE! I honestly thought he was speaking his native language, oh and not to mention he was talking a mile a minute. I had to constantly ask him to repeat himself or slow down, but believe it or not I was fairly patient during the entire ordeal UNTIL the fucker actually started giving me an attitude! He ACTUALLY started losing HIS temper with ME! Raising his voice, sighing and grunting and generally condescending to me like I was a brain damaged gerbil.
Well needless to say, my patience went right out the window and after informing how terrible his english was and how much I didn't appreciate his shitty attitude, I demanded to talk to someone who was more competent as well as assuring him that I would be reporting his lackluster performance, but I wasn't quite that eloquent... in fact I was pretty brutal. Yeah, yeah, I probably should have been the bigger man and risen above it all and all that and usually I do, but if you push me to that point of no return, I have NO problem wallowing in the mucky muck.
Well after a stunned silence, the guy's english suddenly improved (but not much) and his attitude was a tad more accommodating.
After all that drama and hassle it turns out the problem was easily solved by changing a few features in the Wireless Setup. A simple 10 minute process became a 35 minute nightmare because some foreign douche bag could not speak the language he was allegedly trained to speak. Ridiculous.
Well I made good on my promise of reporting this asshole and I sincerely hope he gets fired or at LEAST retrained so no one else will have to go through this ridiculousness.
By the way, NETGEAR SUCKS.
Wednesday, November 5, 2008
Okay OKAY!!
Yes I'm well aware Obama is now the president of the United States and all the monumental historical significance that goes with it.
So now please stop reminding me of the fact so I can get back to living my life please!
Yeesh!
So now please stop reminding me of the fact so I can get back to living my life please!
Yeesh!
Monday, September 22, 2008
Cable sucks
When I got rid of my high priced fancy digital hi def dvr On Demand Cable package, something incredible happened.... I became more productive!
It's true! Instead of lying on the couch for countless hours on end flipping through 200 plus channels and never watching a show in its entirety, I actually (gasp) got things done!
I managed to complete several projects I've been putting off as well as putting a big dent in several others. I actually talked to and hung out with friends more and I rediscovered my love affair with my bike... in fact I bought a new one. yeah, it was kind of an impulsive buy, but it was shiny and I WANTED it!
Anyway, the tv remains off most of the time except when I want to watch a movie or something, but a majority of my time is spent sketching random subjects as i continue clear off the cobwebs of my illustration skills... sheesh it's amazing how much your skill suffers when you don't maintain it.
Yeah, I'm feeling quite good about myself since being freed from the cable beast and I have no plans on returning... well until Battlestar Galactica comes back... there's no WAY I'm missing the final season.
It's true! Instead of lying on the couch for countless hours on end flipping through 200 plus channels and never watching a show in its entirety, I actually (gasp) got things done!
I managed to complete several projects I've been putting off as well as putting a big dent in several others. I actually talked to and hung out with friends more and I rediscovered my love affair with my bike... in fact I bought a new one. yeah, it was kind of an impulsive buy, but it was shiny and I WANTED it!
Anyway, the tv remains off most of the time except when I want to watch a movie or something, but a majority of my time is spent sketching random subjects as i continue clear off the cobwebs of my illustration skills... sheesh it's amazing how much your skill suffers when you don't maintain it.
Yeah, I'm feeling quite good about myself since being freed from the cable beast and I have no plans on returning... well until Battlestar Galactica comes back... there's no WAY I'm missing the final season.
Sunday, August 10, 2008
Fat, lazy and happy?
Why do some lazy, usually fat people claim they are enjoying life while labeling people who would rather exercise, keep in shape, eat sensibly, etc as "unhappy" people depriving themselves from the joys of life?
Well excuse me, but there are some folks out there who find just as much enjoyment from life by being physically active. They find a tremendous sense of accomplishment when they push their bodies to the next level and achieve their desired physical goals. It's a feeling of euphoria that a typical couch potato couldn't begin to comprehend.
Nope, according to them, these kinds of people are "obsessive, narcissistic pawns with major self image issues, completely devoid of any kind of personality."
God forbid that someone can actually be happy doing such "horrible" things to their bodies (ie;sweating). God freakin' forbid that they should "deprive" themselves of that third helping of triple chocolate cake.
Nope, apparently the true path to happiness is being a lazy glutton while continually deluding yourself into believing that you are indeed living life to the fullest.
Well imagine how much more you could live that life if you could actually walk up a hill without gasping for air. Imagine the joy you could experience when you don't have to constantly shop for new clothes because your old ones don't fit anymore.
What really kills me is when these "life loving and enjoying" people actually complain about their size, but do NOTHING about it...unless you count coming up with elaborate yet lame excuses as doing something.
I'm not saying that everyone needs to look like some perfect 10 fitness model or anything, but just doing a little as opposed to nothing will make a big difference. Who knows... you might even *gasp* enjoy it.
Anyway, if you people are perfectly content with your lifestyle and your ever expanding waistline, knock yourselves out but don't try to condemn the more active people as being less happy than you are.
Well excuse me, but there are some folks out there who find just as much enjoyment from life by being physically active. They find a tremendous sense of accomplishment when they push their bodies to the next level and achieve their desired physical goals. It's a feeling of euphoria that a typical couch potato couldn't begin to comprehend.
Nope, according to them, these kinds of people are "obsessive, narcissistic pawns with major self image issues, completely devoid of any kind of personality."
God forbid that someone can actually be happy doing such "horrible" things to their bodies (ie;sweating). God freakin' forbid that they should "deprive" themselves of that third helping of triple chocolate cake.
Nope, apparently the true path to happiness is being a lazy glutton while continually deluding yourself into believing that you are indeed living life to the fullest.
Well imagine how much more you could live that life if you could actually walk up a hill without gasping for air. Imagine the joy you could experience when you don't have to constantly shop for new clothes because your old ones don't fit anymore.
What really kills me is when these "life loving and enjoying" people actually complain about their size, but do NOTHING about it...unless you count coming up with elaborate yet lame excuses as doing something.
I'm not saying that everyone needs to look like some perfect 10 fitness model or anything, but just doing a little as opposed to nothing will make a big difference. Who knows... you might even *gasp* enjoy it.
Anyway, if you people are perfectly content with your lifestyle and your ever expanding waistline, knock yourselves out but don't try to condemn the more active people as being less happy than you are.
Sunday, July 20, 2008
My neighbor
So my neighbor, a sweet lil old lady i occasionally wave to and talk with while riding my bike looks like she's on her last legs. She's had this really harsh sounding cough for the last couple of weeks and doesn't seem quite and lively.
I supposed I have to prepare for the inevitable. One day I'm going ride by her house and she won't be on her porch watering her flowers and there will be a for sale sign in her yard.
That kind of sucks.
Maybe she'll leave me her fortune to me when she passes on and I'll be locked in a bitter and drawn out legal battle with her spoiled greedy children.
Curse my charming personality.
I supposed I have to prepare for the inevitable. One day I'm going ride by her house and she won't be on her porch watering her flowers and there will be a for sale sign in her yard.
That kind of sucks.
Maybe she'll leave me her fortune to me when she passes on and I'll be locked in a bitter and drawn out legal battle with her spoiled greedy children.
Curse my charming personality.
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