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Management is liken to a bunch of frat boys. They all talk in secret code. They hang out behind closed doors, laughing, joking, smelling of food that us peons will never get to taste, save when the unwanted scraps are pushed out onto carts costing more than your average car. They talk behind your back, scheming to keep you from having a weekend -- asking you to come in for some overtime while they have cook-outs with family and friends, maniacally chuckling at our misfortune. They watch us, monitoring every keystroke and pee-break. They pressure us, when deadline was yesterday, and make you feel guilty for getting a raise.

A normal conversation between management types would be like this:
Manager A: Did you see the new project [name]? Oh man, we're so behind schedule.
Manager B: Yes, I heard that release[undecipherable project name] will be so behind schedule.
Manager A:Oh yes, quite behind.
Manager B: (nods head) Yes, quite.
Manager A: (looks around suspuciously)yes.

Sometimes I wish I could just grab them by the scruff of their collective rubber necks and scream: Yeah, it's behind schedule because every other hour a different manager wants something totally unrelated to the previous request.

But it's okay, I take solace in the fact that above them is also another manager who'll poop on their heads.

....who wants to trade places with me? Raise your hand.... posted by losir at 1:28 PM

Ever had a blog day where you just have so much to write? Man, I've got so many things I want to vent, it ain't even funny.

Lamer of the year:
So the Company has been blocking websites left and right, trying to curb us from doing any type of a) surfing, b) instant messages [side note, didn't that used to be called internet paging?] or c) any fun with the computer not related to work. Fine, I guess, but they've finally blocked a site that I do frequent, and that's just gheyness. http://www.fireblades.org Well, it's been fun.

Bad pun of the year:
So my cousin Yogurt Boy was telling us about his friend working at the WTC when Sept 11 hit. "Yeah, so he saw the first plane hitting the tower and ran down to the 40th floor cafe to check it out. When the second plane hit his tower, he just ran down the stairs and jet." Wow, is that insensitive or what?? He said he didn't mean it though, which I guess is okay. By the way, "jet" is a slang term for leaving in a hurry, or just needing to go.

Subtle prejudice of the year:
When is a top 40 station not? When they try very subtly to discriminate against rap music. Kiss 92 in Toronto is branding itself as a "hit station", but tries very hard to edit out rap. Cases in point:
-> Not letting the very end of Eminem's With Out Me play through, stopping as soon as the music starts to repeat itself. I understand that the end isn't very necessary, but they let another non rap song loop through until it begins to fade, why not Eminem?

-> Asanti feat. Ja Rule - Happy. They're not cutting out the words spoke by Ja, (can I call you Ja, or is that Mr. Rule?) which I guess is okay, but I don't hear other stations doing that, especially the urban hip hop/rap station.

-> Mario - Just a friend. They hardly (if ever) play the remix with Biz Marquee. They will play the beat box part (Where Biz does his human beatbox schtick), but they just skip over to the singing bit.

-> They play original J.Lo material over her remixes with rap artists. Come on, the original tracks are terrible, and everyone knows they're fillers to pad a release. Not even CHUM FM (yes, it's your parent's station) would play that as soft rock.

I'm sure there are more examples if I remembered them, but I don't, so you'll have to be stuck with those four.

Forgetful person of the year:
That would be me actually. I had more to say last night, but I forgot.

....yeah, that's it. I forgot. posted by losir at 3:08 PM

I have a problem. I am a drug addict. Admitting there is a problem is the first step to recovery.

Okay, so I'm totally dependent on my allergy meds to get me through the day. I can't help but take these bloomin' pills once every twelve hours as directed. I have eye drops that I use, one drop per eye, every four hours. Without these guys, I'd be a miserable wreck, and gouging out my eyes seem like a good solution to my problems.

I don't know how long this can go on. Constant medication can't be good for me. I don't care how safe it's supposed to be, this much foreign substance in my blood stream will eventually do something negative.

That's why I believe in animal testing. Heck, better them than me. It's just one more rabbit. Would you rather have a silly little wabbit bite the dust on your behalf, or would you rather get the rash first?

So okay, I've admitted to my problem, can my allergies please stop now?

...then again, po' widdle bunnies. *sniff* posted by losir at 11:55 AM

I am bloody freezing in here. This is crazy. I feel like it's the middle of winter, and all I've got to cover meself is a cheese cloth and a thin rubber band holding it all up.

How much more air-conditioning do we need? I only have five running computers in my cube people. It's not a nuclear reactor. Geez!

I was listening to the news this morning, and the forecaster says we'll finally be getting some cool relief soon. Hello? I thought we enjoyed the hot weather.... Am I missing something here or did we get a memo to start loving snow. No fanx. I'll take the heat and humidity over snow and slush any day.

....ugh. posted by losir at 1:55 PM

Miss me?

I hope my brother and cousin got back home okay. True to my brother's sloth-like tradition, he once again missed his flight. Cheers bro.

....I can say whatever I want, he doesn't read my page anyway. boo!! posted by losir at 8:04 PM