fuck this job.com

Haha. There is little to do on this lame job (most of the time). It's like a prison for 8 hours a day. So in order to make prison more tolerable, I brought in some DVDs this week. I caught up on Season 3 of Lost! Watched them on my Computer. Woo hoo.

Think I have it easy? Think you want a job like mine? Think again. No sense of purpose, completly void of any direction, or future. Little work to do on my scheduled hours and yet they still call me on my days off. I brought these problems up with my 'boss' and he said, 'well read a book when you're bored'.

So I thought, book, DVD, same difference.

The one good thing about hating my job like I do is that I hate it so much, it makes me sick to think about. So when I want to 'call in sick' I will NOT be lying -- it will be the absolute truth! Cough Cough, I sense a sick day coming up.

I wonder if anyone is working at, was working at, or had tried to get on with a virtual call center. I tried applying for Alpine Access today (www.alpineaccess.com) and wondered if anyone had any tidbits about companies like these? I realize they don't pay that well, but oh well. If I'm going to do User Support I may as well get paid less and do it from home.

Today was copay hell. (@#$#)O$*#($*#! I went to the pharmacy to get a refill only to find that my insurance was canceled. Then I vaguely remembered hearing that the company was changing medical plans and so I thought OK, let me the call the BA (Benefits Asshole) and ask about it. I told him where I was and the ass said , "oh yeah, we're in that period between plans and you're just caught in middle. You should get your card in the next few weeks."

Next few weeks? What the fuck am I supposed to do right now I asked. The meds I need are too expensive to pay out of pocket. He says well pay it and you can fill out an reimbursment form.

First off, I'm, 54. Last week, I interviewed for a software support position and my first interview was with the Veep, a decent fellow in perhaps his mid 30's. I could tell that the company was a very young company in a very vertical market and experiencing growth. This was made even more apparent when the 'manager' of the department I would have been working in stepped in to interview. This was some guy probably early twenties and evidently was thrown into the manager job without any actual training. At least he didn't get HR training because after looking at my resume he said (and I quote):

Ok time to diss my coworkers. This fat bitch is first up. OK I don't necessarily have problem with large women, but this one a loud ass pig. She's one of those people that when she speaks even at normal tone, you can hear her 1/4 mile away. This morning she was complaining that she was tired and then went on to say that she didn't get home from partying until 2:00am (she starts work at 8:30). Um .. hello. You stay up late and get up early, you're going to be tired. Now this is not a young woman; she's 41 and morbidly obese. She is really not one that should be out partying, I mean her late-nite partying days are long gone. She should be going to Jenny Craig and 'partying' with that crowd instead. Instead, she hangs out with the younger ladies at work and still acts like she's 19. I suspect there are hygeine issues too. She always reeks of perfume and you can just tell she's using it to cover up something fishy. I mean you can just tell. BTW, what's with the 'woqcfxvmtb' SPAM on this site?

Amazing, freackin amazing it is. Did you think that a time machine is something that only exists in movies? No! My job is a time machine -- it makes time run slower! This amazing phenomenon should be on the Discovery Channel - "IT worker's office is in slow time warp!". Seriously, each day is hell and each day I watch the clock. The more I watch the clock the slower it goes. I know, I shouldn't watch the clock. But even when I avoid the clock watching and get fully involved in something, I eventually have to go to the men's room where I must then pass by a big clock. And I am always surprised at that clock laggedness. (humming Twilight Zone theme).