My last day cont.
Well, I'm still here. I can't believe I've almost started crying probably 3 times. Why is that? I loathe this company, but I guess it really is the people that make the difference.
We put the "Bad Journalism" in bad journalism.
Well, I'm still here. I can't believe I've almost started crying probably 3 times. Why is that? I loathe this company, but I guess it really is the people that make the difference.
Well, it appears that my transactions with this company has reached a conclusion. My manager just told me that due to "company-wide" cutbacks, my services would no longer be required. So, once again, me, and the 20+ other temps are out of luck, out of work and out of hearty meat sauce. Why does temping suck? For this very reason. We're expendable and they all know it, and I know it too, which is the only reason that I can tolerate something like this happening. Too much is going to payroll? Well cut the guys who matter least! I don't want to complain so much because I've had a good run here and made enough money to keep my family afloat for another month, but inside, I'm very sad. I can't help but take any kind of rejection as a personal attack.
On the bright side of this, I'll have a really long weekend to work on my demoreel. And goodness knows, I need the time. I also need a job, so I'll call up the temp agency on Monday, fill them in on how this corporation pulled the rug right out from under me and hopefully the temp agency will be able to accomodate.
Who in the blue-eyed world buys Gogurt? Who cannot help but be repulsed by their ridiculous commercials. "Lose the spoon"?? What does that even mean? Are spoons so uncool these days? I guess they don't appeal to the hip up and coming generation of 9 year old wannabe street racers and ghat-packing G-Funks. So, spoons, we've had a good run together, but it looks like sucking on a tube of artificially colored yogurt is the thing to do. I'm afraid you've been replaced.
In other news, so many commercials are so dumb, which makes the parent companies they represent look dumb. For instance, I'll never switch to Progressive car insurance because of their stupid commercials with the lady who has voodoo internet powers. I'll never eat Shedd Spread Country Crock because I don't like watching 2 talking hands converse about butter. And then there's Subway. Oh my lands, what in the world made them stick Jared Fogle in the forefront of their ad campaigns? Was it his finesse on camera? His on-screen chemistry with the other actors? His rugged good lucks? Probably all of the above. And what about the blone guy who was trying to be his replacement? He certainly showed some promise as the "New Jared". What a bunch of boneheads. Slubway is a sinking ship and it's all because of their commercials.
What a fine day for science. I'm already out of things to talk about, and it's not even 9am yet. I had a nice bottle of rootbeer yesterday. It's from the Thomas Kemper Soda Co. and it was fantastic. Smooth and refreshing, tangy and salty, sweet and succulent, rich and meaty. I haven't read the news yet. But I'll be expecting to hear something about the commercial space/time travel race. I'm really looking forward to space travel moving into the private sector. I believe that mankind is destined to control the shifting sands of time and that we are destined to move forwards and backwards through the millenia.
I saw a pretty cool movie the other day called "The Day After Yesterday". It was about a group of hyper-intelligent time-traveling peacocks with a vengeance. In the end, the peacocks won out, but WOW! What a ride.
I thought I'd get a quick entry in before I was off to the rat-races. I saw a good movive the other day, I think it was called Hoary Powers and the Peon of Algebra. It was good, although the algebra monster wasn't as cool as I thought it was going to be from the previews/trailers etcetera. Right now, the movies I want to see are as follows: Hellboy, Chronicles of Riker, Flimflam McGee and Silver Monkey and i'll throw in Kill Bill for good measure. My kids are still out of town, and I'm missing them pretty alot. But they'll all be home today. Now I just have to clean the house between now and Seven 30 am.
If you've read any of what I've posted earlier today, you'd see that I had a craptacular day at work, but lukily for me, I've got some good tunes to soothe my anguish. It's not that I hate my job or the people there or what I do, but I don't appreciate when people assume I have no other ambition or capability to do anything other than deliver faxes.
I was playing some games this afternoon and it was a total waste of 17 minutes. I like games and all, but I don't like wasting time, which is precisly why I have this blog.
I am not a fan of the corporate cube-farm office subculture. I don't like the idea of spending 8 hours a day staring a screen and not playing a game on it. Excel just doesn't have the same appeal to me. Don't get me wrong, I'm all for technology, computers and superstring theories etc., I just wish my job was more like an action movie.
I work above a well-known computer game developer and everytime I'm in the elevator with one of those guys, I get so mad because I should be working with them. It's a tough industry to crack, but I will.
I honestly can't believe I'm taking time to actually update this thing, but that's because I have the blog FIRE! I just have so many important things to write about. So, my job, yes...well...I work at large North-western bank out of Washington in the wholesale division. But, since I'm a temp, I'm essentially the office helper monkey. And what a monkey I am. It's true what they say about monkeys: You can't teach a monkey to distribute faxes if you ain't got a monkey.
What I really want to do is animate. And that is what I do in my spare time. That and take care of babies.