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Yeah, so my wife added me as a contributor to this blog but failed to show me how to post in it. But I overcame and here I am. I figured now was as good a time as any to post because the house is peaceful and I have some spare time. Plus I'm pretty pissed off about a couple of things. Ordinarily, to everyone that knows me, I never get really pissed off. I'm a very easy going, relaxed guy. But when shit happens all in the same day...I kinda get irritated. And it also all started at 7:20 this morning....which blew. Okay, so here are my beefs.
I started my new job today. yay. I'm officially the inaugural member of the 2009 Slide-In Range program. This means I have no team members to help me out, no baseline to go off of (2007 program is still 2 months from their own launch) and my new desk blows goats compared to my last desk (probably second best in AP5...next to Joe's). So I get in this morning and I turn on my computer....nothing. I hit it again...nothing. So I turn the beast around and there is no cord. WHAT! See, people steal shit from work all the time...sometimes as a matter of convenience, normally not out of malice, and usually its Ethernet cords...speakers, mice. They move with people or get lost. But a power cord! Who the hell leaves a computer and takes a power cord? Plus, a coop was just using my computer until my boss booted him. So if I have anyone to blame its him. So rather than call IT and wait 3 days I scavenged one from a conference room. And yes, the fact that I scavenged one might suggest that someone had previously scavenged mine, but you wouldn't think someone would steal just a power cord...from a computer that has only been vacant for 1 week. People come on.
So that got all up and running, and I start the machine up only to see it has Outlook 2003. No big deal right? I go to log in (my previous outlook was 2000) and I can't. So I dial the infamous 7100. Jethin from India gets on the line and starts to help me out. He is hard to hear and even harder to figure out. He would say something...pause a SUPER long time, then start to explain step by step how to do it, after I had already done it. So we got control over to him and I go to sign in. Keep in mind when you sign in, you use your name, password and server name. So the signin doesn't work and he tells me I have to change my password. This is like kryptonite to me. Mine is super easy, I can type it in .75 seconds and...well I just don't want to change my damn password. So we try pa55word again...the usual start up password and still no luck. I plead with the guy "Maybe I can only change Outlook, and not everything." But no luck. So we change my password...much to my dismay and don't tell anyone...its my old password only in reverse. But now its just letters, no meaning, so its ass hard. So we go back to the Outlook login. Type it in....and nothing. No luck. So, only NOW does that ass clown say "Oh, let me change the server address from louvem03 to e2k." WHAT THE F@#$. "So you are telling me I just changed my password and it was the server name that was wrong?" I asked the guy several times and he just skirted the answer. Fucking IT guys. I swear...its no use arguing with the guy..he can't undo it. Plus I can't use my last 10 passwords...so no luck changing it back anyway. Sonuva. But anyway, sure enough, that worked like a charm. So I look at my watch. 30 minutes later....7:45. Its gonna be a long day.
I have to admit the rest of the workday was better...I met the '07 team, they took me out to lunch. I talked to my boss a bit...I have 10 competitor units (Maytag, Frigidaire*yes, they make hot things too*, Bosch, plus several more) coming..and we'll test them when they get here. Till then I'll do what I can.
I left work at 2 because I wanted to come home and compare the original dental estimate I got with the amount we've paid, with the amount insurance says we should pay. P.S. I had a dental appt today too...last one of like 5. So today they filled 2 cavities (on either side of the gap between the teeth) and they fit my final crown in the back. So we have already paid about 60 more than what they originally said I should pay ... and they just had Katherine pay a bill for me at her recent cleaning. So I laid it down today when they asked for another 70 bucks. She said they would hold it, until insurance is finalized. Whatever that means...they'll just stick it in the mail right away I'm sure. So, the crown part was good today at the dentist, but they shot me up with the juice just before 3...then fit my crown and then waited doing God knows what until 4 something and started drilling. Usually I just relax and enjoy the soothing drilling sounds of my only God given teeth, but today I was focused on the pain. That deep nerve twinging pain, every time she ran the drill over the tooth. Oh yeah...it hurt. A lot. I have a pretty high threshold too. I clinched my fists together, flexed my toes and breathed in as deep as I could through my mouth and eventually she was done. And when the drilling was done the pain didn't stop...even when they blew air over my tooth it hurt. They were just too far down for the amount of juice they gave me.
So that was an agonizing 20 minutes while they filled them back in. Those are the last visits I'll have to make until June for cleaning/checkup...which will be good because I'll floss like a good boy. I'm not at all sad about not seeing that dental assistant...who continually works with my face right in her armpit. And oh yeah, I'm pretty sure she farted.
I started my new job today. yay. I'm officially the inaugural member of the 2009 Slide-In Range program. This means I have no team members to help me out, no baseline to go off of (2007 program is still 2 months from their own launch) and my new desk blows goats compared to my last desk (probably second best in AP5...next to Joe's). So I get in this morning and I turn on my computer....nothing. I hit it again...nothing. So I turn the beast around and there is no cord. WHAT! See, people steal shit from work all the time...sometimes as a matter of convenience, normally not out of malice, and usually its Ethernet cords...speakers, mice. They move with people or get lost. But a power cord! Who the hell leaves a computer and takes a power cord? Plus, a coop was just using my computer until my boss booted him. So if I have anyone to blame its him. So rather than call IT and wait 3 days I scavenged one from a conference room. And yes, the fact that I scavenged one might suggest that someone had previously scavenged mine, but you wouldn't think someone would steal just a power cord...from a computer that has only been vacant for 1 week. People come on.
So that got all up and running, and I start the machine up only to see it has Outlook 2003. No big deal right? I go to log in (my previous outlook was 2000) and I can't. So I dial the infamous 7100. Jethin from India gets on the line and starts to help me out. He is hard to hear and even harder to figure out. He would say something...pause a SUPER long time, then start to explain step by step how to do it, after I had already done it. So we got control over to him and I go to sign in. Keep in mind when you sign in, you use your name, password and server name. So the signin doesn't work and he tells me I have to change my password. This is like kryptonite to me. Mine is super easy, I can type it in .75 seconds and...well I just don't want to change my damn password. So we try pa55word again...the usual start up password and still no luck. I plead with the guy "Maybe I can only change Outlook, and not everything." But no luck. So we change my password...much to my dismay and don't tell anyone...its my old password only in reverse. But now its just letters, no meaning, so its ass hard. So we go back to the Outlook login. Type it in....and nothing. No luck. So, only NOW does that ass clown say "Oh, let me change the server address from louvem03 to e2k." WHAT THE F@#$. "So you are telling me I just changed my password and it was the server name that was wrong?" I asked the guy several times and he just skirted the answer. Fucking IT guys. I swear...its no use arguing with the guy..he can't undo it. Plus I can't use my last 10 passwords...so no luck changing it back anyway. Sonuva. But anyway, sure enough, that worked like a charm. So I look at my watch. 30 minutes later....7:45. Its gonna be a long day.
I have to admit the rest of the workday was better...I met the '07 team, they took me out to lunch. I talked to my boss a bit...I have 10 competitor units (Maytag, Frigidaire*yes, they make hot things too*, Bosch, plus several more) coming..and we'll test them when they get here. Till then I'll do what I can.
I left work at 2 because I wanted to come home and compare the original dental estimate I got with the amount we've paid, with the amount insurance says we should pay. P.S. I had a dental appt today too...last one of like 5. So today they filled 2 cavities (on either side of the gap between the teeth) and they fit my final crown in the back. So we have already paid about 60 more than what they originally said I should pay ... and they just had Katherine pay a bill for me at her recent cleaning. So I laid it down today when they asked for another 70 bucks. She said they would hold it, until insurance is finalized. Whatever that means...they'll just stick it in the mail right away I'm sure. So, the crown part was good today at the dentist, but they shot me up with the juice just before 3...then fit my crown and then waited doing God knows what until 4 something and started drilling. Usually I just relax and enjoy the soothing drilling sounds of my only God given teeth, but today I was focused on the pain. That deep nerve twinging pain, every time she ran the drill over the tooth. Oh yeah...it hurt. A lot. I have a pretty high threshold too. I clinched my fists together, flexed my toes and breathed in as deep as I could through my mouth and eventually she was done. And when the drilling was done the pain didn't stop...even when they blew air over my tooth it hurt. They were just too far down for the amount of juice they gave me.
So that was an agonizing 20 minutes while they filled them back in. Those are the last visits I'll have to make until June for cleaning/checkup...which will be good because I'll floss like a good boy. I'm not at all sad about not seeing that dental assistant...who continually works with my face right in her armpit. And oh yeah, I'm pretty sure she farted.
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I have to block you from the blog, Eric. No using the f-word. My mom reads this, dammit. Hehe.
Great post! Now, I need to get Jeanine to say something.
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