I feel that somehow in the grand scheme I have managed to debase myself in recent times.
Cases in point:
In filling out a recent job application there were a series of ‘agree’ and ‘disagree’ questions. One of them was something like “It is okay to steal from your employer.” I was so overwhealmed by the stupidity of this question that I put “strongly agree” and gave up on that job.
I have signed up for one of those free electronics sites in an attempt to get my girlfriend and myself things that neither of us can afford. I have joined the land of people who email their friends saying “Please fill this out I’ll love you forever and give you ten dollars.” At least I got a free netflix trial out of it. I know, I’m scum.
My pet rat Tweek has a bit more time before he is completely cured of lice. Lice is not dignified. Rat lice is really, really, undignified.
I was recently caught dancing on a bed in a pair of boxers to Oingo Boingo.
andygirl since you are admitting to undignified moments, let me give you one of mine. It’s guaranteed to make you feel more dignified.
I got caught standing in the middle of my hot tub singing “Diamonds Are A Girl’s Best Friend” at the top of my lungs by my current squeeze recently. :o
I sometimes wonder what would happen if I deliberately filled out one of those candidate questionaires in such a way as to make me look criminally insane. Meanwhile, I’m highly qualified for the job, have impeccable references, and conducted a flawless interview. Wouldn’t that be, like, the perfect mindfuck?
I’m not sure where the debasement enters into this one. You probably could have encountered a similar “ethics” questionaire applying for a job at McDonalds or a big executive position. Is the debasement that you had to answer such a stupid question at all, or that you were unable to put aside your irritation over the stupid question long enough to tough it out and make them happy by giving the obvious correct answer?
Well, that doesn’t constitute true debasement until it’s been videotaped and broadcast across the internet with added light sabre sound effects. So that one doesn’t count.
ROFLMAO, back when I was working in nuclear powerplant refits, we had to ALWAYS do the MMPI [minnesota multiphasic personality inventory, or some such nonsense name like that] which are all true/false when we went to badge in on a new job. USeless piece of shit.
After the 15th or 20th time I took one, I started doing patterns [you know - TFTFTF or TTFTTFTTF, or FTTFTFTTFT] until they told me to knock it off. I told the rather idiotic person giving it that I really didnt think anything was going to drastically change as it hadnt for the past 2 years, and absolutely nothing had changed since I had last taken it 4 weeks previously… :smack:
IMHO, anybody who cant deal with the questions and make out like they are sane should be in the booby hatch. You are supposed to whiz through the questionaire as fast as possible and answer T/F without thinking about it. Sort of like one of those freaking ‘Have you stopped beating your wife’ questions. If you answer yes, then you must have been beating her, no - you must still be beating her.
Actually, I thought you were still abroad- I couldn’t for the life of me remember when you were due to get back. Fabulous! Give me a call or email- I want to hear about your adventures.
