I will share my homemade chicken noodle soup with you, I am starting the year with the beginnings of a cold.
And that is my mini rant. I have that annoying tickle in my throat on the right side that lets me know I am starting a cold. SO I have started at 0800 this morning my routine treatment. Every 12 hours generic mucinex, every 24 hours nasonex, plenty of liquids in the form of chicken soup, iced water, 2 24 oz mugs of hot sweet [splenda] tea with lemon and ginger. If I do this exactly on time or within 15 minutes of time, for 8 days I can avoid they nasty drizzly nose and scorching sore throat. I have a little bit of sniffling and a sort of uncomfortable scratchyness of throat but on the whole I am fine. If I miss at all, the whole horrible mess crashes down on me, post nasal Niagara Falls, throat of burning lava, chest congestion … for the full 7 to 10 days or sometimes up to 2 weeks.
Bother all this, we have the barn to pack up and get ready to move, I don’t need this shit.
I pit nominal measurements for products. I ordered something for work that was supposed to be 93" long. It is 94 1/4" long because we supply these things nominal apparently. I have a 93" space these are supposed to fit in. Its a good thing they are easy to cut down.
For the love of God, will you shut your fucking piehole? The woman in front of us at Costco, I mean. Jesus Roosevelt Christ, it’s bad enough to listen to your side of your moronic phone conversation while we’re held captive audience in the line behind you, but then you just had to regale the cashier with your inane bullshit and relate your phone call to him. “My friend on the phone asked me where I was and I said ‘Costco’ and she said ‘oh, that’s good’ and I saidblahblahblahblahblahblahblahblahblah.”
The cashier was moving as fast as he could to get her out of there, but even after everything was rung up and paid for, she still stood there blithering at him. Yeah, I’m a mean and unsympathetic person, but fucking hell. Why do people have to run their fucking mouths every moment they’re awake?
I complained about this at my last job and I will complain about it with this one as well: People who return a call and say “I just got a call from this number” need to have an entire can of bear spray applied directly to their genitals.
I had a phone job interview that seemed to go pretty well today. And I am damn depressed because it went well, and to paraphrase Dr. Strange, all I can see is bad outcomes from it. To start at ye beginning(sort of it is a mini rant after all).
I was talking to a recruiter before Christmas about a position that seemed be intriguing. Full stack developer, good company, good pay, good benefits. As someone who has been in IT for 20+ years now those are somewhat high bars. We set up an interview , but because of holiday and yada yada it didn’t happen till last week. As the interview started it was very comfortable, but very clear that they were looking for a senior position in specific language/implementations that I do not have the requisite experience in. But I got a clear sense form the guy that he was thinking I was a good candidate for some other position. As as it happens that was the case and I had another interview set up.
I did that phone interview today, and as I said, it went well, which is a bad portent. The tech questions were trivial, on the first three he had to cut me off saying I was looking for depth that was not there, and I had answered it in the first seconds. The description of the responsibilities is something I have done in most every job I have ever had, and it has never taken me more than 5-10% of my time, and I have trouble seeing how it could ever be the slightest bit occupying or challenging.
So best case is : He thought I was a major ass and just wanted to end the call fast.
Next best case: There was a miscommunication for the “other position” and they were looking for entry level and it will be sorted out as oops for everybody.
Worst case is, They actually want me for that job at my requested level. At which point I could take the job(and If I had any fucking luck in taking previous, jobs most of which seemed interesting but got shitty, so how would a job I think is a bad match end up?)
Or I could turn it down, which also in my previous job search experience, will result in a prolonged period of fate kicking me in the balls for the temerity to turn down soul eroding purgatory.
And then there are the U.S. sites that don’t want to do the necessary steps to become compliant and just block all non-U.S. IP addresses. Can’t look at a number of U.S. websites, unless I use some sort of spoofer, because of this.
Exactly this. If you hate the position you’re in at the moment (whether that’s employed or unemployed), and need the money, why not. To put it in the terms of your post:
Best case scenario, your fears are unfounded and it actually turns out to be a good job that you enjoy and well rewarded for.
Next best case scenario, it’s as you feared in that you’re basically being overpaid for an entry level position, but sucking it up isn’t as bad as you thought it might be.
Worst case scenario, it’s exactly as bad (or worse) than you feared, but at least you’re getting paid to do trivial shit which leaves you more scope to keep hunting for a better opening.
I think the only way I wouldn’t take the role would be if I was already employed at a decent salary and I was concerned about having too many short periods of employment on my CV (which taking this job could soon add to).
then stop calling me. it ticks me off to get a missed call and I call back only to be told “I didn’t call you” I guess my phone is making up random numbers.
My rant o’ the day - employees who do the exact fucking opposite of what you requested, or just some other random thing.
Today I asked an employee to please provide me with revised budget info for 2020 because we gained one client and lost another very last minute. So she gives me #s for the previous year. “Um, hey, these are for 2019, do you mind sending 2020s revised estimates?” She sends me 2018. I say, “Thanks! Can you tell me where I can find 2020?” Then she acts surprised - “You wanted 2020?! Why didn’t you say so?!” And of course, when she sends me 2020, she sends me the original fucking estimates with no revision. This has been a pretty standard song & dance between the two of us since I started as her manager, and apparently was an issue since the dawn of time, or at least since she joined the department. The problem is that no one ever said anything to her, so she was stunned when we had a discussion about it. The lady has a goddamn MBA and is working in a pretty senior position. Having to go back and forth with her three times only to get the wrong information drives me batshit crazy. Jesus.
My other complaint (I always have complaints)…my husband. My darling, gentle loving husband. He is an incredible, amazing man and he tries really hard to give me “breaks.” The other day, he took one look at my face and, for the first time since we had our first child 13 years ago, he rounded the kids up and proactively took them out so I could work out. But. He called me 3 times and came back once when I was working out. First it was a call to figure out which restaurant they should go to. Then it was to ask if I needed anything at the grocery. Then it was whether they should have soda. Then it was whether I needed something at the pharmacy. Then he came back for a while, chatted with me while I was running on the treadmill and sodded off again with the kids when I asked if he would mind giving me some quiet. By the time I had worked out, I was so ready to pop that it took another 10 minutes for me to chill out to the point where no one died when they all got home again.
Yes, it’s a small complaint. He was being really attentive and trying so hard to be kind. But oy, vey - that must be what people mean by killing people with kindness.
Google, I am at work. You know this, because you seem to make it your business, and I am fine (or at least resigned) with this. What I don’t need is your reminder of where I parked. I am at work, and I parked in the same parking lot that I have parked at for the last TEN FUCKING YEARS! I am pretty sure that I can find my car without your help.
Congratulations on no nicotine. Keep it up. (NOBODY GIVE HIM A CIG)
Also, please keep writing rants. So few people are left here who know how a rant is supposed to sound. I really like “boil my piss.” “You could put your finger up my asshole if it’d improve my browsing experience” is poetry. Also I agree with you about having to click for no cookies.
That’s usually how it goes. I can’t think of any other reason though that they would advertise these things as 93" long only to have them arrive a full 1 1/4 longer.
This week, I made salads for my lunches and, well, they suck. They are bad salads. The salad greens are damp and bitter, there isn’t enough different textures and the dressing I got just doesn’t help. Next week, I’ll make better salads but, until then, I gonna just have a choke down bad salads. This is why people hate vegetables.
Apple… Ok, look, I know my son’s computer is totally outdated. We’ve set it up in his room so he can do homework and youtube videos. All I want is iMovie. Whatever Mac OS update we last did left it completely without iMovie.
So, I download direct from you guys an old version of iMovie, awesome! Go to load it, and it tells me it can’t load since I don’t already have iMovie 9 to apply this upgrade to. Yes, well, that’s why I downloaded the thing, innit?
Fast forward a couple of Googles, and I get walked through a special loading process. Go into Terminal to unpack the thing I already downloaded, rename some file as a .zip, unzip THAT file, and BINGO, there’s iMovie! Took like 5 minutes. I didn’t actually need an existing version, there was the full version of iMovie in the package I downloaded, you just purposefully disabled my ability to load it without finding some 13 year old kid’s youtube video describing how to get around it.