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[Zingoleb]

I think my head just exploded, dude.

 

[Lines]

Writing up my part of a group report for a group project in which I did most of the work.  Getting more and more bitter each time I write "we" and really mean "I".

Ugh. I hate those. You could just stop proofing and when only you did something, use "I" instead. It's passive agressive, but FUCK GROUP PROJECTS. Like I understand that working in groups is supposed to be a skill or whatever, but I always get stuck with the people who don't give a shit.

[jwhouk]

Anyone in the US/Canada who wants to see what my day has been like, tune in to the Sunday Night Football game and look at the snow falling.

All day.

ALL.

DAY.

[Papersatan]

I've realized that  I need to drive to the state archives to finish a paper.  It is my own fault I misunderstood the scope of my paper and thought I had done enough research.  The paper is due Tuesday, so tomorrow is my only day to go.  This sucks because it means I need to miss a review session tomorrow, which I could really have used.  It also means I have to drive an hour to Lansing, do the research and then drive back here to write the paper. 

The good news is I am not really being graded on the quality of my paper.  The assignment was to "secret shop" the archive.  I misunderstood though and thought my deliverable was just a paper on my experience, but I need to make a pass at the "pretend" paper I told them I was writing with examples of the types of materials they had to help me.  I didn't take photos of anything, and I only had one photocopy made.

Blerg.

[Zingoleb]

Anyone in the US/Canada who wants to see what my day has been like, tune in to the Sunday Night Football game and look at the snow falling.

All day.

ALL.

DAY.

do you ever talk about anything other than sports? I honestly can't remember a single time I've read a post of yours that wasn't about sports. edit: I checked - most of your wcdt posts aren't sports-related, but I don't read that so I get a bit of a slanted view.

[Bluesummers]

do you ever talk about anything other than sports? I honestly can't remember a single time I've read a post of yours that wasn't about sports. edit: I checked - most of your wcdt posts aren't sports-related, but I don't read that so I get a bit of a slanted view.

FOOTBALL!!!!!

[BeoPuppy]

Get your Madden curse out of this thread!!!

[Jace]

Buildin a buggy out of 2 deffkoptas and extra bits. Its coming along pretty nicely.

[Lines]

Blerg.

This sounds like a really confusing project...

[jwhouk]

do you ever talk about anything other than sports? I honestly can't remember a single time I've read a post of yours that wasn't about sports. edit: I checked - most of your wcdt posts aren't sports-related, but I don't read that so I get a bit of a slanted view.

Well, you see, I'm not much for TV shows or movies; I'm not a gamer; and about the only thing I'm really geeky about is webcomics and sports.

Oh, I do occasionally do the car appreciation thing, and I do get worked up about highways and travel, too.

But other than that? Yeah. Sports.

Hockey, Football, Baseball, Auto Racing, then pretty much everything else.

(Unfortunately, Hockey has been demoted until the idiots in the NHL and PA get their heads out of their asses.)

[Papersatan]

So Stephen and I feed the birds.  Last year we had mostly sparrows (as is to be expected) and a few finches.  This year we put up a suet block because I had seen a woodpecker about and wanted to attract it.  We also got this guy:


He is on the seed feeder here, but he mostly goes for the suet.  Cornell tells me it is a red-breasted nuthatch. 

I was thinking about getting a nyjer seed feeder too, and now I think I might just do.

[Carl-E]

Are you in an attic apartment or something? 

I notice roofs, ever since I worked for my father as a contractor, repairing and replacing old slates. 

[Papersatan]

Soft of.  We are on the second floor and there is no full attic, just a crawl space.  Most of our walls are straight, but the closets slant with the roof.  The roof in the picture is the porch on the house next door (and a corner of their upper floor).

[Papersatan]

Went to the archive today, spent 3 hours there, got photo copies.  Still not sure I know what to write about.  4,000 word paper due in 17 hours. <head desk>

Just get it done Kat,

Grades don't matter
Grades don't matter
Grades don't matter

EDIT:
Also, I have checked the google doc for the group paper due tomorrow and there is nothing in it except the part I added.  It needs to be a cohesive paper by "close of business" tomorrow. I know that 3 of us have a class 1-4 and a paper due, and the other one is out of town for a family emergency...  When is this paper getting edited? Cause I will not be waking up early to do it.  I did my part two days ago.  It is going to need a proof read and then someone has to export it to word to fix the formatting and add the images. 
It should not be me, since I did most of the other work for this project.
ARRRGGHHH

If at close of business there is nothing but my part there, I will submit what I did with a disclaimer.

[Lines]

I have a 6-8 page paper also due tomorrow by 12 that I need to finish tonight because I won't have time in the morning, so go us! WORK! And then I have another due by midnight. And then at some point I really need to turn in that project I was complaining about last week, because, uh, I haven't yet.

Also I totally agree with you on the bit about sending it in with a disclaimer.

[jwhouk]

do you ever talk about anything other than sports? I honestly can't remember a single time I've read a post of yours that wasn't about sports. edit: I checked - most of your wcdt posts aren't sports-related, but I don't read that so I get a bit of a slanted view.

I should also point out that because of my job situation, I can't readily talk about work. It doesn't help that I was smack dab in the middle of the ####storm that started in February of 2011 in my wonderful home state. Barmymoo can attest to the "delicate" nature of my workplace.

[Papersatan]

(china shop)

[Carl-E]

I hate assigning group projects.  Too many of them either a) blow up or b) peter out.  Either way, the project never gets finished, unless it's done individually anyway.  The notion of pairing weaker students with stronger ones is a crock as well.  The weak ones learn nothing but how to stand aside to let the stronger students do everything, and i think they already knew how to do that...

[Papersatan]

Ugg this non group project, I really should have done something different, and have read the assignment more closely.  I am so fucked.  Like, getting a c in this class I think. 

So, I thought because of how he talked about it in class, and I am not the only one, that the focus of this report was on "secret shopping" the archive.  But the break down of our grade:
15 points the fake product we researched.
10 points our documentation/bibliography
5 points our assessment of the user services at the archive. 

My report is cobbled together crap because I picked a topic I knew nothing about at an archive no where near me.
My bibliography is sparse
I have tons to say about the user services.

I guess the sourcing being 10 points is so we can prove we used the archive? I dunno.  But I am getting a 'C' on this pretty sure.  I will have to ace this final. 

[Patrick]

Tonight, I saw David Bazan and his band play Pedro The Lion's Control, which is one of my favorite albums of all time. God damn, was it a brilliant show, and it's probably the best birthday present anyone's gotten me, regardless of whether it was 3 weeks in advance of my actual birthday or not. The rest of my day, however, had me as angry as I think I have ever been.

Most of the time, I am more than willing to put up with a specific manager's bullshit, suck it up, and be polite. Not today. After having tried unsuccessfully for 10 days to get my shift covered, I sucked it up and went in this morning and put everything I had into it in hopes of maybe getting let off early. My shift was scheduled to end at 7:30, and my friends and I wanted to leave early so we'd be sure we didn't hit traffic.

So 7:25 rolls around, and over the walkie I ask Linda (my manager) if there's any last quick thing she needs me to do. She says "Is the trash and cardboard gone?" and I replied "No, but that's going to take me a half hour, is there anyone who can help me?" She replied "It's the responsibility of the closing stock person to take all of that out before clocking out" and I replied "Well, I'm off right now and closing isn't for another 4 hours" and she said "You're going to take the trash out or we're going to have a talk and you're going to leave later." Bitch, you don't get to make decisions that affect payroll like that, not without talking to the store or district manager.

Cue epic fucking rage time. I grabbed the key to offsite off my belt, slammed it on the counter where it belongs, emptied all the trash cans, emptied the register trash bins, tied everything up, grabbed all the bags and hucked them into the trash compactor as quickly as possible, slammed it shut. Went back for the cardboard, and didn't even grab all of it, because fuck no I'm not going to fix her fucking mistakes. Shoved my boxes full of empty boxes into the cardboard compactor. Some of them wouldn't quite fit all the way through the door, so I lifted myself up onto the compactor and shoved them in, kicking and kneeing and generally doing what I would've loved to have done to her face.

You don't keep me from my heroes. Not now, not ever. Not when I bust my ass trying to get as much done as possible so I can leave work early. Not when she fucked up payroll for this week by keeping me a total of 90 minutes longer than I would've been there if it hadn't for her fucking up her job. Not when she's already officially on thin ice with corporate for a history of rulebreaking and making her subordinates feel like shit. And certainly not when it's the first time in 10 years David Bazan has played "Rapture" and not when he's never going to play it again. FUCK NO YOU DON'T FUCK WITH ME SEEING MY HEROES.

I am filing my second formal complaint about how her behavior toward me has been disproportionately ill compared to the rest of my coworkers since day one. This has been the last fucking straw.

[jwhouk]

A former co-worker of mine died earlier this year. Since I hadn't seen him since I left my former place of work, I thought he had died of natural causes.

Turned out, he didn't.

This bothers me to no end.

[Redball]

Any doubt about his allegations?

[Lines]

Man, that story is very sad. Bullying at any age is wrong and you'd think most adults would understand that, but apparently not. 

In other news, I turned in my final paper for my art history class. It sucks. I have no idea if it even makes any sense whatsoever. Probably because half of it got written in the wee hours of the morning before I passed out. So, uh, yeah. Pretty sure I have an A because of everything else I've done for the class, so at least I know I'll still pass the class... I have B.S. paper due tonight I'm not looking forward to, either, and I should start it but I don't want to because fuck papers and fuck writing a paper that's basically a written version of a project I turned in two weeks ago. Repetitive busy work is stupid.

[Pilchard123]

Blerg.

So you had to go to the archives and pretend that you're writing a paper to...see how they deal with that? I'm guessing that's what you mean by "secret shop". Like those people that test supermarkets and what-not? And then you have to write this fake paper that you only made up to get into the archive?

That seems rather bizarre. Have I missed something?

[Papersatan]

No that is pretty much it. 

I think the point was to make us actually write the paper so we would actually use the archives and appreciate the struggle of trying to find information in them.  I made the mistake of choosing the archive based on my interest in the archives responsibility for user services, and not base on a topic I care about. 

[Zingoleb]

There was an electrical fire in the basement; nothing like waking up to "the house is on fire."

Some electronics blew out (power surge) but nothing really important, other than my speaker system.

I'm still sick from the bus ride - some kind of sinus infection has been kicking my ass. I slept for 16 hours last night, and I feel like I could do that again tonight.

I feel okay, though, emotionally. Kind of numb, but that's better than the alternative. I don't have a bedroom like I was promised - so I'm in the process of cleaning out the attic, which is packed full of moldy clothes, broken wood, and porn - like most attics, I suspect.

[pwhodges]

I was once woken up by a fireman; in that instance what was on fire was my piano:

[Welu]

I think I once woke up my parents with this exchange:

Me: *knock, slightly open bedroom door* The ceiling's leaking.
Mum: What? Don't let the dog in.
Me: The ceiling's leaking.
Mum: Oh.
Me: ... There's water dripping through the ceiling in the hall.
Mum: OH! Da, wake up.
Da: *snore*
Dog: *WOOF*

[Redball]

I was once woken up by a fireman; in that instance what was on fire was my piano:

I've heard of tickling the ivories, but never setting them on fire.

[Zingoleb]

Not a Jerry Lee Lewis fan, then?

[Papersatan]

Finished the stupid archives paper.  Probably the worst assignment I have done in grad school. 

The assignment was two parts (as discussed above) the first said "it would be difficult to do well on this part with under 3,000 words.  and the second was meant to be "under 1,000 words" My whole paper was 2,500 words, not proofread at all and turned in 1 min before the deadline. 

Welp.  Guess I am gonna need to ace this final.


In team paper news two of the four members have not done their parts yet. I just sent them an email.  This professor is not very strict, so I am sure we are fine, but *I* plan on getting drunk tonight, so if people don't get their shit in til 10 or 11, I am nto proofreading or editing.  Sorry bros

[Lines]

Well, I'd say it's officially their problem.

In other news, I keep forgetting to get my graduation gown and hood. I hope the bookstore still has them. Or has them at all, because I sure didn't order them... I guess I could borrow them if need be. Graduating in winter is odd.

[Papersatan]

I have decided to have a strong drink and forget about it.

My personal reflection makes clear that I did most of the other work, this professor is not strict and I have an 'A' in the class, so it is not like I will fail for this.  My email gave them an outline of what needs to be done in case they are unclear. I shared the images I need embedded in my part.  I will look at it  tomorrow and if it is still not done I will worry about it then.

[Lines]

Mmm, drinks. I think I'll have one after I finish this lol-ercoaster of a reflection paper. At least it's typing up fast because I get to use the notes I wrote out for the voice recording I had to make. (Yes, this paper is basically a transcript of another project that I turned in two weeks ago. Why it's even a thing, I don't even know.)

[Patrick]

Second day in a row and 4th shift in a week where my stock manager has sprung a major task on me within 10 minutes of my shift ending. I told my boss that I'm going to quit in 1 month if said manager doesn't 1. stop working there or 2. stop treating me like her whipping/wage slave boy all day and then let me know about a major responsibility that can only be completed well beyond my work time frame.

She's making me look bad personally, she's making the store look bad because the task in question could have been completed earlier (and we wouldn't have to worry about the mega-big bigwig visit tomorrow morning), she's making our boss look bad by fucking up payroll and the overall metrics of the store's functionality, and she's a complete and total bitch about it in the meanwhile.

I'm dead serious, if she isn't gone in a month, I'm done working there. I can't work in the kind of environment where my stock comrade (who isn't even a manager!) can manage more productivity out of me and the entire store in general in a single shift than the bitch with the title and the pay grade can in a whole week.

[Jace]

I would say that as she continues to do this, you should ask for her to make a written note of the time (that you can see and have a copy of) that she is asking for these requests, give some bullshit reason like upper management or HR asked why you keep being over hours or something and you just want to show them that you are doing the stuff assigned to you when it is assigned. This will either have the effect of her not asking you to do that, or will show that she is giving you tasks near the end of your shift and as such is the problem. It may seem like it won't help, but I have found that management seems to side with management over regular employees, and it is really shitty because she can say she gave you the task hours beforehand and you didn't do it until 10 minutes before your shift ends.

[Papersatan]

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAH HA HA

Oh maaaan:

I still haven't done my SI528 examplary research paper yet, my SI580 paper and Si501 paper prevents me doing the SI528 paper now.  But, I will be sure to make my SI528 group part available today.  Very sorry for the 1-day delay.

Yeah?  Well we all had a lot of other work.  You knew this shit was your responsibility weeeks ago.  In fact, technically it was supposed to be done before I created the records center and we ingested all the records, since, you know, the point of it was that your research would help is create our working definition of a record.

I, am going back to bed.

Fuck
group work
forever.

[Welu]

Confronted my neighbour about his music today. This is the event and exchange as best as I can try to objectively remember:

I'm woken up by the music. Look at my watch, it's 9:45am. Look at bedroom door, it's closed. Spend a couple minutes in bed then get dressed and go downstairs. See neighbour outside putting stuff into his car, I go outside.
Me: Hi. Sorry but I'm letting you know that your music woke me up this morning.
Him: Well you woke with me your doors banging this morning too.
Me: Sorry about that but your music has gone on long enough for me to get dressed and come down here.
Him: The noise goes both ways. I hear your doors banging.
Me: Yeah but there's a difference between the odd door banging and music.
Him: Well what do you expect me to do about it?
Me: Turn it down.
Him: *shrugs and starts to turn away but still looking at me*
Me: *shrugs, turns and goes back inside*

~ ~

I genuinely think the doors banging is just shite he pulled out of his ass to expect to turn the situation on me. He complained that we were banging doors once back in April and we knew they didn't fit in the frames right so we got the edges shaved down. Now they fit no problem. Even if my boyfriend did happen to be closing doors loudly, surely it would have woke me if it was loud enough to wake someone in the next house? I know if we dared play music at half the volume he has had it, he'd be over in a shot to say something.

I have never met anyone so ignorant.

[Lines]

At least it wasn't at 3:00 in the morning. I almost killed a girl upstairs, but my roommate beat me upstairs and started yelling at her. The girls excuse was she'd just gotten off work. The music was so loud it was echoing outside. At three fucking o'clock in the morning. Death.

[Welu]

True. I know near 10am on a weekday is late enough but I was still asleep since I wasn't working till 2pm.

How is her just getting off work an excuse in any way? I get if you work nights you have a different body-clock but that doesn't change the fact that conventionally, almost no time is okay in a housing place for music so loud it echoes outside.

[Lines]

Well we also had a no noise after 10pm policy on our lease. So I'm gonna go with she was dumb and kind of a bitch.

[Jace]

Turns out my sister is in Eastern Kingdom in SCA and one of her friends does SCA and is going to Pennsic, I'm trying to get her to come to Ice Dragon in March. I'm also trying to get her friends to buy some armor from me.

[Carl-E]

That had me confused, because when I did SCA, Buffalo was East kingdom.  Hell, the Pennsic War was originally fought over which kingdom (East or Middle) got to claim Pittsburgh - hence the name "Debatable Lands". 

Originally, the loser got Pittsburgh...

Also, the definition of a mercenary is someone who sells used armour. 

[Papersatan]

So the last member STILL has not turned in this bit.  I emailed the other members to ask what they want to do about it, contact the prof, keep waiting, or just turn in what we have with a note that the other bits will be turned in directly by this guy.  Noone has answered.  I am so sick of this damn project. 

[Carl-E]

The answer clearly involves small-caliber firearms. 

[Jace]

Forgot that Jess's work's xmas party was saturday and let it slip that I have to work the morning shift instead of evening. Now I have to go with her but I just do not want to and she won't take no for an answer. I only mentioned it so that we could go see the Hobbit on saturday.
I fucking hate the holidays.

[Patrick]

Jace, thanks for the suggestions, but having taken a couple days to sleep on it, I'm seriously done trying to work it out with my manager. She's a bully, and all she's gotten for it in the past has been a slap on the wrist. If they can't handle a bully, they don't get me, simple as that. I'm a sensitive and impatient guy, I don't have the heart or the time for this shit.

[Jace]

Current plans wrt holiday parties:
Jess's work party: ask if the little person that works there is hoarding gold and if he is related to Gimli. Casually mention that it is obvious he can't be a hobbit because he is wearing shoes. If that doesn't make people not like me, try harder. Alternate plan: Don't actually talk. Alternate alternate plan: When introduced to people let them know everything is bullshit. Literally just say "This is all bullshit" or "I have better things to do" while shaking their hand.

Jess's family's xmas eve party: Ask Jess if she wants to spend the night Tuesday over to Wednesday, when people start to give me that "you can't mention that" look, just go on a rant about how is it really that big of a deal that we've fucked. Alternative plan: when people are like "good to see you again" reply with "I'm only here for the food" when they laugh it off as a joke reply with "no really, I can't stand you fuckers."

Both plans should result in me never being invited again.

[Carl-E]

Definitely, for the work party. 

For the family one, you're assuming there will be no weapons drawn...

[Jace]

We'd be in close enough quarters that I wouldn't get shot if any of them wanted to pull a gun. Its one of the few things I retained strongly from my time doing Kung Fu. If someone is less than 2 arms lengths from you with a gun, you can make sure you don't get shot pretty easily.

I'm just taking the attitude that if I'm being forced to attend these parties I'll do it on my terms.