taleya: (Jam jam jam)
So. Um. Finally cleaned out my "To Burn To Disk" folder and freed up 75gb.

hehee. Whoops.

NOW TO FILL IT WITH MVIDDING. MWAHAHAAA. (well I need to do something to make up for that POS space olympics. Yeesh)

Goffeee, afore I forget, pester me. I has new VNV for you. (and this track in particular I fucking love - it's a hardcore EBM rave with Ronin quoting Sun Tzu's Art of war)

Work goes up and down and drives me bugshit at times. Apparently as I am not stressing and pulling out my hair and eating cigarettes like candy, I am not aware of the gravity of what I am dealing with. Of course I am, dipshit. I just save stressing for things in life that I know are, oh, I don't know, out of my control. This is not one of them. Bugger ye off.

*shakes tiny fish*

Hoping weather holds out this weekend. I've got a planter bed to redesign, a water tank to move and other foofs to faff about with before it starts getting time to start cultivating seedlings for the herb garden. There's starting to be vestigial traces of sunlight when I knock off work now! *horrors*

apart from that, nothing much. Overworked, underappreciated, planning hallowed weenies and eyeing off that tricorder. It will be mine. Oh yes....

...right after I get those glow in the dark pool balls.
taleya: (Jam jam jam)
So. Um. Finally cleaned out my "To Burn To Disk" folder and freed up 75gb.

hehee. Whoops.

NOW TO FILL IT WITH MVIDDING. MWAHAHAAA. (well I need to do something to make up for that POS space olympics. Yeesh)

Goffeee, afore I forget, pester me. I has new VNV for you. (and this track in particular I fucking love - it's a hardcore EBM rave with Ronin quoting Sun Tzu's Art of war)

Work goes up and down and drives me bugshit at times. Apparently as I am not stressing and pulling out my hair and eating cigarettes like candy, I am not aware of the gravity of what I am dealing with. Of course I am, dipshit. I just save stressing for things in life that I know are, oh, I don't know, out of my control. This is not one of them. Bugger ye off.

*shakes tiny fish*

Hoping weather holds out this weekend. I've got a planter bed to redesign, a water tank to move and other foofs to faff about with before it starts getting time to start cultivating seedlings for the herb garden. There's starting to be vestigial traces of sunlight when I knock off work now! *horrors*

apart from that, nothing much. Overworked, underappreciated, planning hallowed weenies and eyeing off that tricorder. It will be mine. Oh yes....

...right after I get those glow in the dark pool balls.
taleya: (Default)
Work and I have reached an irreconcilable difference.

I've bent over backwards for that company, and it has merely taken it as an opportunity to fuck me up the arse.

No more.

At the moment things are working as is, but in the future this will change. This will also mean that they will put me on day shift, in the middle of summer, with little to no warning.

They are taking away any time I get to spend with my family.

They are putting my rats lives in danger

No.

I am snapping from stress, and despite knowing this, my leave was deliberately refused to pander to a staffmember who has taken excessive amounts of leave in the past six months.

I am tired of living like this
I am tired of failing to earn what I am worth
I am tired of living in complete and utter uncertainty regarding my paycheck
I am tired of working under an illegal contract.
I am tired of working for a grossly unprofessional company that makes constant demands, yet gives nothing back.

I am better than this.

I'm getting another job.
taleya: (Default)
Work and I have reached an irreconcilable difference.

I've bent over backwards for that company, and it has merely taken it as an opportunity to fuck me up the arse.

No more.

At the moment things are working as is, but in the future this will change. This will also mean that they will put me on day shift, in the middle of summer, with little to no warning.

They are taking away any time I get to spend with my family.

They are putting my rats lives in danger

No.

I am snapping from stress, and despite knowing this, my leave was deliberately refused to pander to a staffmember who has taken excessive amounts of leave in the past six months.

I am tired of living like this
I am tired of failing to earn what I am worth
I am tired of living in complete and utter uncertainty regarding my paycheck
I am tired of working under an illegal contract.
I am tired of working for a grossly unprofessional company that makes constant demands, yet gives nothing back.

I am better than this.

I'm getting another job.

GAAHHH

Dec. 29th, 2006 05:34 am
taleya: (Default)
It took me SIX FUCKING HOURS TO INSTALL THESE GODDAMN JUMPGATES

2 hours to get the four machines up.

Four hours trying to fix the fucking comms patching because some FUCKSTICK decided to take a great steaming crap over the fucking MAP and screw up EVERYTHING

I WORK WITH FUCKING IDIOT ARSEHOLES

GAAHHH

Dec. 29th, 2006 05:34 am
taleya: (Default)
It took me SIX FUCKING HOURS TO INSTALL THESE GODDAMN JUMPGATES

2 hours to get the four machines up.

Four hours trying to fix the fucking comms patching because some FUCKSTICK decided to take a great steaming crap over the fucking MAP and screw up EVERYTHING

I WORK WITH FUCKING IDIOT ARSEHOLES
taleya: (Default)
"When mummy and daddy love each other very much daddy installs a special harness that hangs from the ceiling, mummy wears a pig mask and daddy wears a scuba outfit. They put their favourite H.R Puffnsutff record on and it’s on for young and old!! ”

I should not be here. fuck no. I should be at home, building up a veritable wall of tissues, passing out sprawled on a couch, chair or beanbag of choice and watching cheesy shows or black comedy from the comfort of my lair. but no

Fucking *nsr on before me* called in sick.

poor baby

Fucking idiot supervisor WAKES ME UP AT 5PM (four hours after I'd nodded off) bleating and trying to get me to cover his shift. Dude. Fuck off. Fuck. OFF. Until it hits 11pm, I don't even want to know you exist.

and once more

FFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFuckoff! I've already worked fucking 30hours this week with a rampant fever and sick as all fuck. You want to go pick on a sicky, roll *nsr on before me*'s arse out of bed and make him come in.

cunt.

-_-

I'm being such a fucking snatchbasket to co-workers today, and I don't caaaaaaaaaaaaaaare. I sound and look like I'm dying (worse than yesterday, for those of you who see me meandering about), so I'm playing the leeway that gives me to its sweet, sociopathic end...
taleya: (Default)
"When mummy and daddy love each other very much daddy installs a special harness that hangs from the ceiling, mummy wears a pig mask and daddy wears a scuba outfit. They put their favourite H.R Puffnsutff record on and it’s on for young and old!! ”

I should not be here. fuck no. I should be at home, building up a veritable wall of tissues, passing out sprawled on a couch, chair or beanbag of choice and watching cheesy shows or black comedy from the comfort of my lair. but no

Fucking *nsr on before me* called in sick.

poor baby

Fucking idiot supervisor WAKES ME UP AT 5PM (four hours after I'd nodded off) bleating and trying to get me to cover his shift. Dude. Fuck off. Fuck. OFF. Until it hits 11pm, I don't even want to know you exist.

and once more

FFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFuckoff! I've already worked fucking 30hours this week with a rampant fever and sick as all fuck. You want to go pick on a sicky, roll *nsr on before me*'s arse out of bed and make him come in.

cunt.

-_-

I'm being such a fucking snatchbasket to co-workers today, and I don't caaaaaaaaaaaaaaare. I sound and look like I'm dying (worse than yesterday, for those of you who see me meandering about), so I'm playing the leeway that gives me to its sweet, sociopathic end...
taleya: (STRESSED)
I'm gonna shoot myself....I'm gonna shoot myself....I'm gonna shoot myself....I'm gonna shoot myself....I'm gonna shoot myself....I'm gonna shoot myself....I'm gonna shoot myself....I'm gonna shoot myself....I'm gonna shoot myself....I'm gonna shoot myself....I'm gonna shoot myself....

FOR FUCKS SAKE! IT'S MARCH!! Shit can stop breaking now!
taleya: (STRESSED)
I'm gonna shoot myself....I'm gonna shoot myself....I'm gonna shoot myself....I'm gonna shoot myself....I'm gonna shoot myself....I'm gonna shoot myself....I'm gonna shoot myself....I'm gonna shoot myself....I'm gonna shoot myself....I'm gonna shoot myself....I'm gonna shoot myself....

FOR FUCKS SAKE! IT'S MARCH!! Shit can stop breaking now!

gaaah!!

Mar. 8th, 2006 04:41 am
taleya: (Work)
Bloody buggery blue blazes of blood-buggering...BADGERS!

*finally claws way out of mound of abuse tickets*

gaaah!!

Mar. 8th, 2006 04:41 am
taleya: (Work)
Bloody buggery blue blazes of blood-buggering...BADGERS!

*finally claws way out of mound of abuse tickets*

-_-

Feb. 9th, 2006 01:26 am
taleya: (Work)
You know you're a BOFH if you've ever had a comms rack mounting nut fling itself back while you're trying to slot it in and bury its sharp little teeth under your nail.

And then a server crushes your hand


Good thing I can't feel 'em :D


Why, why, WHY is it always THOSE TWO 1RUs that must be moved every time we get new kit? Why? They're the dreaded finger-eating, rail-bending WHORES of the comms room. It takes on average about an hour to get them mounted properly because they're so fucking fussy. SO WHY MUST THOSE TWO ALWAYS BE MOVED???

-_-

Feb. 9th, 2006 01:26 am
taleya: (Work)
You know you're a BOFH if you've ever had a comms rack mounting nut fling itself back while you're trying to slot it in and bury its sharp little teeth under your nail.

And then a server crushes your hand


Good thing I can't feel 'em :D


Why, why, WHY is it always THOSE TWO 1RUs that must be moved every time we get new kit? Why? They're the dreaded finger-eating, rail-bending WHORES of the comms room. It takes on average about an hour to get them mounted properly because they're so fucking fussy. SO WHY MUST THOSE TWO ALWAYS BE MOVED???

bah

Dec. 3rd, 2005 11:53 am
taleya: (Pissed Off)
I love how Bi-lo manage to package every single fucking foodstuff in the same red and white packaging, with fat-fried pictures of the end product on the front.

Makes it so fucking easy to root around in the freezer and find that giant bag of dim sims you want for dinner.

/sarcasm

Rats didn't get playtime on Friday as I was around at [livejournal.com profile] torasin's, so they're have a grand old romp about the place as I fart about on my laptop. Also a fresh can of babyfood - chicken and noodles (their favourite) and after my dimmies are done, it's bathtime for all, and a custard profiterol.

spoooooiled rats.

Day two of the hell shift starts tonight. Bah. Gave Jos his christmas present early, as tomorrow is the last time I'm gonna see him at work for the next three months. Little bastard tried to steal my Frasier DVD. One day I will make good on my threat to deflate his wheelchair tires...yes...one day....

Probably after he's fulfilled his lifes dream to run over all the balloons littering the helpdesk. Yes, Christmas exploded on the floor. At least they waited until December to start that shit... And the Christmas party! Formal dress, no partners.

While I do own dresses, and heels, and skirts, and YES! I even WEAR them...No [livejournal.com profile] torasin = no [livejournal.com profile] taleya. Simple as that. No him, no me, so I'm blowing it off. Fuck 'em. I don't know why they're going to all this trouble anyway - we're TECHS. For fucks sake, just roast half an animal and set up a couple of kegs out in the car park. Food, alcohol, we're happy!

I blame all those fucking females on the helpdesk *scowl*

bah

Dec. 3rd, 2005 11:53 am
taleya: (Pissed Off)
I love how Bi-lo manage to package every single fucking foodstuff in the same red and white packaging, with fat-fried pictures of the end product on the front.

Makes it so fucking easy to root around in the freezer and find that giant bag of dim sims you want for dinner.

/sarcasm

Rats didn't get playtime on Friday as I was around at [livejournal.com profile] torasin's, so they're have a grand old romp about the place as I fart about on my laptop. Also a fresh can of babyfood - chicken and noodles (their favourite) and after my dimmies are done, it's bathtime for all, and a custard profiterol.

spoooooiled rats.

Day two of the hell shift starts tonight. Bah. Gave Jos his christmas present early, as tomorrow is the last time I'm gonna see him at work for the next three months. Little bastard tried to steal my Frasier DVD. One day I will make good on my threat to deflate his wheelchair tires...yes...one day....

Probably after he's fulfilled his lifes dream to run over all the balloons littering the helpdesk. Yes, Christmas exploded on the floor. At least they waited until December to start that shit... And the Christmas party! Formal dress, no partners.

While I do own dresses, and heels, and skirts, and YES! I even WEAR them...No [livejournal.com profile] torasin = no [livejournal.com profile] taleya. Simple as that. No him, no me, so I'm blowing it off. Fuck 'em. I don't know why they're going to all this trouble anyway - we're TECHS. For fucks sake, just roast half an animal and set up a couple of kegs out in the car park. Food, alcohol, we're happy!

I blame all those fucking females on the helpdesk *scowl*
taleya: (Pissed Off)
Dear Newbie CSRs

Yes! There is a female sitting in the big bad BOFH chair! My word! With boobies and all! Isn't that a sight!

What's more, she belongs there you assreaming snatchbasket! I was punching code back when you were trying to decide which end of a keyboard to shove up your arse. Stare at me again with that inbred expression of amusement and I'll follow that keyboard with a twenty-one inch SUN monitor.

Fucktards.
taleya: (Pissed Off)
Dear Newbie CSRs

Yes! There is a female sitting in the big bad BOFH chair! My word! With boobies and all! Isn't that a sight!

What's more, she belongs there you assreaming snatchbasket! I was punching code back when you were trying to decide which end of a keyboard to shove up your arse. Stare at me again with that inbred expression of amusement and I'll follow that keyboard with a twenty-one inch SUN monitor.

Fucktards.
taleya: (Default)
Pop Quiz!

You get a user with a 691. You see his account. You may not check the logs, but you notice his password, instead of being his nominated password, is instead SUSPENDED FOR ABUSE.

do you:

A) Tell him to clean up his system and change it back
B) Look at the logs, see the shitload of abuse tickets and tell the customer he ain't getting shit until his system is clean and NFA the call
C) Tell him his new password.


If you answered C), you qualify to work at our helpdesk!


* The correct answer is actually B, and I'm still trying to convince my boss to let me terrorise the helpdesk into doing the right thing. I guarantee they won't ever fuck up on this scale again after I come screaming at them with a six foot bo staff....
taleya: (Default)
Pop Quiz!

You get a user with a 691. You see his account. You may not check the logs, but you notice his password, instead of being his nominated password, is instead SUSPENDED FOR ABUSE.

do you:

A) Tell him to clean up his system and change it back
B) Look at the logs, see the shitload of abuse tickets and tell the customer he ain't getting shit until his system is clean and NFA the call
C) Tell him his new password.


If you answered C), you qualify to work at our helpdesk!


* The correct answer is actually B, and I'm still trying to convince my boss to let me terrorise the helpdesk into doing the right thing. I guarantee they won't ever fuck up on this scale again after I come screaming at them with a six foot bo staff....

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