i went out and got drunk last night. me and my co-worker. it's been quite a while since i've been drunk. silly drunk anyways. the reason? work. first time in my three plus years in corporate america i felt the need to go to a bar, plunk down some bills and drink two tokyo ice teas in thirty minutes.
want to know a great way to demoralize any and all morale left on the team? have the manager participate with you on a status update meeting and at the end, coming out of nowhere hear the words...i'm very disappointed in you "fill in name here" and the team. i expected more from you. uh excuse me? am i hearing this right? we've been working our asses off during the day and yet here you sit telling us we're not being efficient because we're not working ten hour workdays. but yet at the same time we're asking too many questions. i'm sorry but the last time i checked that's what an auditor did. asked questions. or really should we just sit in our little makeshift closet which doubles as the computer room and sit there idly twidling our thumbs while we watch one by one as team members drop like flies due to strep throat. only to find out that yes the entire team last year came down with strep and mono a fact which no one told us about. this is just like last year they said. ha ha ha. it must be the room we're working in! uh no shit sherlock.
i actually heard the words this job is not a city vacation. city vacation? uh are you shitting me? i'm not even going out at night save for the occassional dinner. if this type of behavior continues we'll have to rethink you guys staying in the city. hm...no one told me when i asked to stay in the city that i'd be expected to work more just because i live three blocks away. and as if chewing me out wasn't enough, the entire team save for the two out with strep throat gets pulled into a meeting only to get chewed out together as a group. then after the meeting we're told now we don't want you guys to take what we just said to heart. we're still very pleased with the work you've documented and the progress so far. oh right you just shit on me twice causing me to almost cry for the first time at work and no i won't take it to heart. because i am the tin man after all.
and yet we're on track to meet all deadlines. the entire team is new. all deadlines were missed last year. so really what is there to complain about? who knew you shouldn't "work towards the deadlines you should work ahead of the deadlines". it's no wonder no one wanted to recur this year.
so what do i do. go get drunk. it's really a great remedy. thanks ryan for the free drink...i really did need it. but the little ones are fighting back. me and the other in-charge plan on meeting with them. to tell them our side because really there was so much more i could of said last night but couldn't for fear of tears coming out and well now that just wouldn't be very professional would it. so yes the little girl who is all grown up as i've now taken the train, bart and the muni will not take this sitting down. now someone please order me another drink.
Wednesday, February 18, 2004
Thursday, February 12, 2004
so i went to hip hop class last night. with jon g. yes a member of funktion. what better way to highlight the fact that i'm horrible. but i did make sure to repeat that this was a class taken at 24 fitness so one musn't compare it with the glory days of funktion practices. a couple of observations.
i really do suck. jon g is too damn good. even with his hip hurting he could still learn all the moves and do them perfectly. this must be what jon felt like during funktion practices. it's just not fair. but then again, i have been told i dance like a white girl (as in let's watch george dance and laugh incessantly and let's not say who was the first to bring up this point but really...your own flesh and blood?). i think my main problem is i have trouble doing the arm and foot movements at the same time. similar to when i took piano lessons when i could play each hand separately like a pro but always had trouble playing together. and so many eight counts. who can remember them all? apparently they can but not me. i learn them and when it's time to put them all together my mind is a jumble. and then to do it to tempo and with the music? hail mary. that's a long shot there. i can't move that fast!
but it's fun and i guess that's all that really matters. not much of a workout though. that's what kickboxing class is for. jon g did say he would never go back with me though. that just shows you how easy it was. and here i am, racking my brain just to remember the moves. what i do find funny though is there seems to be regulars there at each class. this never happened in san jose. it's only my second time but already i know who they are. and it's all guys. go figure. i am in sf after all. they come, practice in front of the mirror before class starts, actually goes up to the instructor afterwards to get help on some moves and love it when it's time to perform for the girls.
as in at the end of each class, the girls have to dance by themselves for the boys and vice versa. as if i didn't feel inadequate enough already. taking into the fact there's only maybe five girls and five boys there's nowhere to hide. my lack of talent is out there for all to see. but i've been assured with a little practice i could be the next newest member of 2xs. yeah right.
on a side note: next time you're at cheesecake factory order the bang bang chicken and shrimp. if you like thai coconut flavored dishes that is. it's great. fully endorsed by me, jon g and victor. what else do you need?
i really do suck. jon g is too damn good. even with his hip hurting he could still learn all the moves and do them perfectly. this must be what jon felt like during funktion practices. it's just not fair. but then again, i have been told i dance like a white girl (as in let's watch george dance and laugh incessantly and let's not say who was the first to bring up this point but really...your own flesh and blood?). i think my main problem is i have trouble doing the arm and foot movements at the same time. similar to when i took piano lessons when i could play each hand separately like a pro but always had trouble playing together. and so many eight counts. who can remember them all? apparently they can but not me. i learn them and when it's time to put them all together my mind is a jumble. and then to do it to tempo and with the music? hail mary. that's a long shot there. i can't move that fast!
but it's fun and i guess that's all that really matters. not much of a workout though. that's what kickboxing class is for. jon g did say he would never go back with me though. that just shows you how easy it was. and here i am, racking my brain just to remember the moves. what i do find funny though is there seems to be regulars there at each class. this never happened in san jose. it's only my second time but already i know who they are. and it's all guys. go figure. i am in sf after all. they come, practice in front of the mirror before class starts, actually goes up to the instructor afterwards to get help on some moves and love it when it's time to perform for the girls.
as in at the end of each class, the girls have to dance by themselves for the boys and vice versa. as if i didn't feel inadequate enough already. taking into the fact there's only maybe five girls and five boys there's nowhere to hide. my lack of talent is out there for all to see. but i've been assured with a little practice i could be the next newest member of 2xs. yeah right.
on a side note: next time you're at cheesecake factory order the bang bang chicken and shrimp. if you like thai coconut flavored dishes that is. it's great. fully endorsed by me, jon g and victor. what else do you need?
Monday, February 9, 2004
today was my first foray into public transportation in the bay area all by myself. yes siree bob. you heard me right. public transporation. this little girl is growing up right before our very eyes! i'm currently on a client in san francisco until the end of april so from now on i'll be a city girl monday through fridays. clap clap. it's really quite exciting. last week marked my first week staying in a hotel just two blocks from my work, sleeping in till 8am and still getting into work on time, stopping off at starbucks in the morning like true business yuppies do, getting my workouts in which includes hip hop classes of which i seem to get worse instead of better but i hear jon's pretty bad too so it must be a twin thing. i think i could get used to this. the only downside is lugging my suitcase around but it's only twice a week so i think i'll survive.
after three plus years of living in the bay area not once have i taken the train and my first experience was great. woke up on time at 5:45am (you can close your mouth in disbelief now) and was out the door by 6:30am. had about a ten or fifteen minute panic there when yahoo maps once again gave me shit directions but since i'm such a smart cookie i was able to find the station without too much damage being done. parked my car, asked a nice old lady where to buy my ticket and in words of encouragement assured me that yes riding the train is fun! (aren't old people so nice) and i had my ticket in hand by 7:08am in time for the 7:12am train. had a little trouble there working on opening the doors between the cars but once again, a nice little boy half my height was there to offer assistance. turn the handle to the left and pull. oh yes kind boy. thank you very much. my faith in human kindness has been restored.
four stops down my co-worker got on the train with me and we both proceeded to pull out our laptops and work. diligently i might add. my mom must be so proud. rolled into 4th and king and then with a hop and a skip connected to the muni to get to my building. all in all the entire trip took me about two hours but it felt more like thirty minutes. i'm sure the novelty of taking the train up and down mondays and friday won't be quite so fun a couple of weeks from now but for now, i'm still reveling in the joy.
giant games here we come. or the season is over isn't it? who knows. from now on, we take the train baby and connect to the muni. no more fighting traffic on the embarcadero. no more paying exorbitant prices for parking. my fare this morning totaled a whopping $6.75 and was well worth every penny.
i was on quite the adrenaline rush this morning if you couldn't tell and it's only my second week here. for those of you who don't mind visiting someone in a hotel for business professionals where really everyone i've seen is old fat white males in business suits (i must be quite the catch here) and where the rooms are quite small but comfy enough for one person, come visit me. i'll be here for three months living the city life and if you're extra lucky i'll even go down to the lower lobby and get you some nice ice and water. can't beat that now can you.
after three plus years of living in the bay area not once have i taken the train and my first experience was great. woke up on time at 5:45am (you can close your mouth in disbelief now) and was out the door by 6:30am. had about a ten or fifteen minute panic there when yahoo maps once again gave me shit directions but since i'm such a smart cookie i was able to find the station without too much damage being done. parked my car, asked a nice old lady where to buy my ticket and in words of encouragement assured me that yes riding the train is fun! (aren't old people so nice) and i had my ticket in hand by 7:08am in time for the 7:12am train. had a little trouble there working on opening the doors between the cars but once again, a nice little boy half my height was there to offer assistance. turn the handle to the left and pull. oh yes kind boy. thank you very much. my faith in human kindness has been restored.
four stops down my co-worker got on the train with me and we both proceeded to pull out our laptops and work. diligently i might add. my mom must be so proud. rolled into 4th and king and then with a hop and a skip connected to the muni to get to my building. all in all the entire trip took me about two hours but it felt more like thirty minutes. i'm sure the novelty of taking the train up and down mondays and friday won't be quite so fun a couple of weeks from now but for now, i'm still reveling in the joy.
giant games here we come. or the season is over isn't it? who knows. from now on, we take the train baby and connect to the muni. no more fighting traffic on the embarcadero. no more paying exorbitant prices for parking. my fare this morning totaled a whopping $6.75 and was well worth every penny.
i was on quite the adrenaline rush this morning if you couldn't tell and it's only my second week here. for those of you who don't mind visiting someone in a hotel for business professionals where really everyone i've seen is old fat white males in business suits (i must be quite the catch here) and where the rooms are quite small but comfy enough for one person, come visit me. i'll be here for three months living the city life and if you're extra lucky i'll even go down to the lower lobby and get you some nice ice and water. can't beat that now can you.
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