I am usually anywhere from 30-60 minutes early for work. I like being early because it gives me the time to relax, drink my coffee, read the paper, and find out what is going on at work.
I have always hated being late. You will hear me say that I would rather be 30 minutes early instead of 30 seconds late. That was part of who I am before I went to Korea. Most jobs I worked at in Korea added to that because they wanted you there an hour before you started teaching. Which was fine by me.
When it came to Korea that early arrival was great. It allowed me to make sure I was ready for my classes. I had the time to make sure I was up to date on my email. I could even read the news. Most jobs wanted us there early any way. Damn, I am digressing again.
What has this got to do with work now? A lot. Really.
One of my co-workers is habitually late. (One of several who have that problem.) He will show up a couple of minutes before start time (or later) and not get to where he is supposed to be until after he should have been there. That pisses me off. Just because you clocked in on time doesn't mean you are on time. On time means you are where you are supposed to be when you are supposed to be. Not just clocked in.
Last Monday this guy, what a guy this guy, had the balls to say something to me that PISSED me off. He is a nice guy. Funny and friendly but usually tardy. He asked me what time I got in (40 minutes before my shift start) and when I told him he had the temerity to say "You make us look bad."
He was half joking. maybe a quarter joking. It PISSED me off though. The day before his lateness left me fucked over. And he has the balls to say that I make him, and others look bad?
I looked him in the eye, rudely pointed a finger at him, and snarled "You make yourself look bad. You don't need my help." He caught on to my pissed offedness (Pissed offedness is now a real word/phrase.) and started back pedalling and making excuses as fast as Anonyjohn. He was joking. It was meant in jest. Too fucking bad. I was serious.
I am so tired of working with people who are late all the time. You wonder why you don't get ahead at work? That is why. You wonder why people know they can't count on you? That is why.
Monday, July 9, 2012
Saturday, July 7, 2012
Out of the mouth of a moron.
I was walking the dog in the park as usual this morning when a dog came charging up the trail. Yeah, no surprise, another dog mook in the park.
My dog was ready to GO, large dog charging at him, so I stayed between the two. The moron's dog wouldn't listen to his demands to go to him. I told him to leash his dog and get him away. As he did that I had to chastise him.
"You realize this IS a fucking on leash park don't you?" I snarled.
"Ummm. Yeah. It is."
"Then keep your dog on a leash."
"He doesn't need to. He listens."
At that point I lost it. "You fucking stupid mook. You stood back there calling him and your dog NEVER listened. You had to come up here and leash him and force him away. And you have the fucking balls to say he listens? Mooks like you should never be allowed to have a dog."
He had that deer in the headlight look them sputtered. "What did you call me?"
"A mook. A fucking stupid mook." (Yeah, calling someone a stupid mook is redundant.)
He got an angry look and said "You are racist!"
At this point I had to start laughing at him. He reminded me of Anonyjohn. I laughed some more and said "A mook is a selfish, stupid, and rude person. What the fuck do you think I said?"
"I thought you said monkey."
"Yeah. M-o-o-k sounds like M-o-n-k-e-y. Fuck you are a moron. And you are white. If I wanted to make a racial slur about you it wouldn't be to call you a monkey."
At that point he decided leaving was the thing to do.
What a fucking mook.
My dog was ready to GO, large dog charging at him, so I stayed between the two. The moron's dog wouldn't listen to his demands to go to him. I told him to leash his dog and get him away. As he did that I had to chastise him.
"You realize this IS a fucking on leash park don't you?" I snarled.
"Ummm. Yeah. It is."
"Then keep your dog on a leash."
"He doesn't need to. He listens."
At that point I lost it. "You fucking stupid mook. You stood back there calling him and your dog NEVER listened. You had to come up here and leash him and force him away. And you have the fucking balls to say he listens? Mooks like you should never be allowed to have a dog."
He had that deer in the headlight look them sputtered. "What did you call me?"
"A mook. A fucking stupid mook." (Yeah, calling someone a stupid mook is redundant.)
He got an angry look and said "You are racist!"
At this point I had to start laughing at him. He reminded me of Anonyjohn. I laughed some more and said "A mook is a selfish, stupid, and rude person. What the fuck do you think I said?"
"I thought you said monkey."
"Yeah. M-o-o-k sounds like M-o-n-k-e-y. Fuck you are a moron. And you are white. If I wanted to make a racial slur about you it wouldn't be to call you a monkey."
At that point he decided leaving was the thing to do.
What a fucking mook.
Wednesday, July 4, 2012
What the ... Facebook ad?
Ah Facebook, you provide almost as much entertainment as the KKKluckers at Korean Sentry. I don't usually waste my time looking at the right side of my main Facebook page. It is where they stuff ads.
For some reason I glanced at it today and had to chuckle. Out of 7 ads 5 of them were for some kind of dating site. The one I found the most insulting yet funny was one for seniorpeoplemeet.com.
Evidently, Facebook considers someone in their mid 40's to be a senior. Add to that the fact you are single and BINGO, perfect target for a site to help oldsters hook up with youngsters or other oldsters. That is what happens when Facebook trolls your information to use for targeted advertising.
I remember a friend complaining about being banned from sending friend requests a year or so ago. The message Facebook sent him contained something about Facebook not being used as a site for finding dates. Of course that doesn't apply to Facebook forcing ads for dating sites on you.
Thanks Facebook. Keep up the bad work. :)
For some reason I glanced at it today and had to chuckle. Out of 7 ads 5 of them were for some kind of dating site. The one I found the most insulting yet funny was one for seniorpeoplemeet.com.
Evidently, Facebook considers someone in their mid 40's to be a senior. Add to that the fact you are single and BINGO, perfect target for a site to help oldsters hook up with youngsters or other oldsters. That is what happens when Facebook trolls your information to use for targeted advertising.
I remember a friend complaining about being banned from sending friend requests a year or so ago. The message Facebook sent him contained something about Facebook not being used as a site for finding dates. Of course that doesn't apply to Facebook forcing ads for dating sites on you.
Thanks Facebook. Keep up the bad work. :)
Tuesday, July 3, 2012
Facebook on my smart phone.
While I owned a cell phone when I lived in South Korea I had never owned one in Canada. That is until last fall. I got one, an LG Phoenix, because I wanted work to be able to get a hold of me whenever they need me for extra shifts. What can I say, I like all the money I can get. :)
A month or so after getting it I made the mistake of hooking up Facebook on it. Why was that a mistake you ask? There are a couple of reasons.
First, the spam. For some insane reason whenever someone likes, comments on, posts on, links to, or does anything else that involves my Facebook account I get TWO, not one but TWO, messages sent to my smart phone. They don't clear until you load each of them separately. It is a huge pain in the ass. I don't use Facebook all that much to begin with and shit like this makes me want to use it even less.
Secondly, when someone would send a request, like a friend request, and I view it on my phone it would not show up the next time I logged on Facebook. Which makes me shake my head in amazement because the stuff that appeared in my first reason would STILL be visible the next time I went on Facebook. Considering how hectic life can get I would see a request on the smart phone and decide to look at it more in depth when I got home. when I got home it would slip my mind and logging onto Facebook there would be no highlighted request because I had viewed it on my phone.
All in all it wasn't worth having Facebook on my phone. So I removed it today and it will not be missed. Of course, removing it from your phone isn't enough. You must go into Facebook's settings and remove it from there too.
I do expect some form of stupidity to continue due to Android. I don't have twitter nor do I want it. Yet every time there is an update android tries forcing me to install twitter. I expect this stupidity to happen with Facebook now.
And it already started. Since initially writing this around noon on July 3rd I shut my phone off. When I turned it on Android was once again urging me to update twitter and facebook. Since they aren't installed it wouldn't REALLY be updating them now would it?
A month or so after getting it I made the mistake of hooking up Facebook on it. Why was that a mistake you ask? There are a couple of reasons.
First, the spam. For some insane reason whenever someone likes, comments on, posts on, links to, or does anything else that involves my Facebook account I get TWO, not one but TWO, messages sent to my smart phone. They don't clear until you load each of them separately. It is a huge pain in the ass. I don't use Facebook all that much to begin with and shit like this makes me want to use it even less.
Secondly, when someone would send a request, like a friend request, and I view it on my phone it would not show up the next time I logged on Facebook. Which makes me shake my head in amazement because the stuff that appeared in my first reason would STILL be visible the next time I went on Facebook. Considering how hectic life can get I would see a request on the smart phone and decide to look at it more in depth when I got home. when I got home it would slip my mind and logging onto Facebook there would be no highlighted request because I had viewed it on my phone.
All in all it wasn't worth having Facebook on my phone. So I removed it today and it will not be missed. Of course, removing it from your phone isn't enough. You must go into Facebook's settings and remove it from there too.
I do expect some form of stupidity to continue due to Android. I don't have twitter nor do I want it. Yet every time there is an update android tries forcing me to install twitter. I expect this stupidity to happen with Facebook now.
And it already started. Since initially writing this around noon on July 3rd I shut my phone off. When I turned it on Android was once again urging me to update twitter and facebook. Since they aren't installed it wouldn't REALLY be updating them now would it?
What the ... weather statement?!?!?!?
As much as I made fun of Korean's for the "Cho ah's!!!" (It's cold. I'm cold. COLD!) comments they make people here are just as stupid when it comes to the heat of summer.
You are outside. Dripping sweat. Obviously roasting alive even though you are wearing as little clothing as possible without being arrested for indecent exposure. Some mook will make pleasantries and just have to slip in "It's hot out." No shit Sherlock. It's summer.
Mind you when it came to the "cho ah's" 9 times out of 10 the person whining about the cold in Korea wasn't actually dressed for it. Often it would come from the mouth of some woman wearing a winter jacket, winter boots, a mini skirt, and no leggings. Of course you are cold. Dress properly!
Mook of the Week
My first day off this week and it starts badly thanks to Mooks with Dogs.
I didn't even make it into the parking lot at Cole Harbour Provincial Park before Mooks started fucking things up. The asshole driving the black Ford F150, Nova Scotia plate number EWR 843, pictured below is a regular to the park.
He always brings a black Lab and a Golden Retriever. For some reason known only to him he never leashes them. I had to stop entering the parking lot because this fucktard let them run loose and they were all over the parking lot. Finally he gets them "under control" and heads off, and they run at a woman walking her dog, on leash, before heading up the trail.
I have had words with this idiot before. He is generally smarmy and will tell you that he always has his dogs under control.
Which is kind of funny considering the above picture. By the time I got out of the car and had the cell phone camera on, asshole was halfway to the hill. The reddish dot is him. The blue dot is the black Lab, the white dot, which is behind trees and can't be seen, is the Golden Retriever taking off. Yeah, they are always under control. Asshole.
That was the start of the day, and the walk. After 20 minutes on another trail I gave up and returned to the car and home. I had run into too many people with dogs off leash. One guy was lucky he had kids with him or I wouldn't have filtered my language.
Idiots like these should not be allowed to own dogs.
I didn't even make it into the parking lot at Cole Harbour Provincial Park before Mooks started fucking things up. The asshole driving the black Ford F150, Nova Scotia plate number EWR 843, pictured below is a regular to the park.
He always brings a black Lab and a Golden Retriever. For some reason known only to him he never leashes them. I had to stop entering the parking lot because this fucktard let them run loose and they were all over the parking lot. Finally he gets them "under control" and heads off, and they run at a woman walking her dog, on leash, before heading up the trail.
I have had words with this idiot before. He is generally smarmy and will tell you that he always has his dogs under control.
Which is kind of funny considering the above picture. By the time I got out of the car and had the cell phone camera on, asshole was halfway to the hill. The reddish dot is him. The blue dot is the black Lab, the white dot, which is behind trees and can't be seen, is the Golden Retriever taking off. Yeah, they are always under control. Asshole.
That was the start of the day, and the walk. After 20 minutes on another trail I gave up and returned to the car and home. I had run into too many people with dogs off leash. One guy was lucky he had kids with him or I wouldn't have filtered my language.
Idiots like these should not be allowed to own dogs.
Friday, June 29, 2012
Mook of the Week
I took my Mother to CostCo the other day. She has a lot of trouble walking due to a heart problem and ostio-arthritis in the knees. Which means she has a handicapped parking tag and needs to use it. We lucked out and found one close to the entrance.
As she moved around to pull in we noticed just how badly the asshole on the left had parked his car. These parking spots are big. On top of that there is a large area between every 2 spots for extra space. This moron, driving a blue Hyundai Tuscon with Nova Scotia license number EWU 585, did such a shitty job parking that he was taking up some of the spot beside him.
This means anyone parking in the empty spot would have to be partially in the white area and screw up the person to his right. We ended up taking a parking spot further down so we wouldn't have to do that. Unfortunately, not everyone thinks that way and another person ended up taking the spot we passed on. Maybe their physical condition was worse than my Mother's and they just couldn't park further back. I hope so, or they are almost as much of a mook as the asshole in the blue Tuscon.
Seriously, how much fucking space does this mook need to get out of his Tuscon?
It made me wonder if the handicapped tag (There was one on the rear view mirror. If there hadn't been I would have called the cops.) wasn't reflecting a mental rather than a physical handicap. It is bad enough when you get some non-handicapped mook using these spaces. You would think someone with a disability would be a little more considerate.
Fucking mooks.
As she moved around to pull in we noticed just how badly the asshole on the left had parked his car. These parking spots are big. On top of that there is a large area between every 2 spots for extra space. This moron, driving a blue Hyundai Tuscon with Nova Scotia license number EWU 585, did such a shitty job parking that he was taking up some of the spot beside him.
This means anyone parking in the empty spot would have to be partially in the white area and screw up the person to his right. We ended up taking a parking spot further down so we wouldn't have to do that. Unfortunately, not everyone thinks that way and another person ended up taking the spot we passed on. Maybe their physical condition was worse than my Mother's and they just couldn't park further back. I hope so, or they are almost as much of a mook as the asshole in the blue Tuscon.
Seriously, how much fucking space does this mook need to get out of his Tuscon?
It made me wonder if the handicapped tag (There was one on the rear view mirror. If there hadn't been I would have called the cops.) wasn't reflecting a mental rather than a physical handicap. It is bad enough when you get some non-handicapped mook using these spaces. You would think someone with a disability would be a little more considerate.
Fucking mooks.
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