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GARARHGHGHGHGH! I hate computers. Ok, I don't hate all of them. But I hate the computers at work. I hate them all! We've been having Big Problems with the new system, specifically getting it to print readable schedules for the drivers. We've been round and round with tech support about it, telling them exactly what we want on the manifest and how we want it to look. They finally sent us a passenger manifest we could use. It was awful. Passengers' addresses would get cropped off the bottoms of the pages, it didn't print all the fare information, it didn't show the start and end of the routes... And on top of all that it was hard to read. Quite non-ergonomic. The Operations Manager asked me to mess around with the margins a little, seeing if I could even out the spacing so that the passengers didn't run off the bottom. I tried; no luck. And when I switched the margins back to what they were originally, the fixed routes wouldn't print at all! Bad badbadbadbadbadbadbad. A panicked call to tech support. They asked, "Why did you mess with it?" I really really wanted to say, "Because you guys wouldn't fucking listen to what we were telling you!" But I didn't. I pawned the whole thing off on my supervisor (it was her idea, after all). Cowardly, perhaps, but I didn't want a lecture at 8pm from a guy 1500 miles away. Besides, all I did was screw around with the margins. If that is what messed it up, it was pretty damn fragile. Stupid computers. All day I've felt like I'm trying to crawl out of my skin. Wherever I am, I want to be somewhere else. Laundry? I wanted to be someplace else. Home? I wanted to be someplace else. Grocery shopping (where I spent way too much money of stuff that I really did need)? I wanted to be someplace else. Work? Guess where I wanted to be. Maybe it's the weather that's making me feel like this. Maybe it's PMS. Maybe I'm coming down with something. Maybe it's stress over money. Maybe it's an impending earthquake. Whatever it is I wish it would stop. Just STOP. Stop it! I don't want to feel like this anymore! It's 10:11pm. I'm still at work. Waiting. Waiting to go home. Waiting to finally get in my car and turn on my Raichu dashboard nightlight and drive home and cram my car into a parking spot two lots over and walk into my apartment and sit down... All so I can wish I were someplace other than there. I need a hug. I wish Dave was here.
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Looking Up Locate Orion. With the three belt stars in the middle, his body looks like an hourglass. In the lower section of the hourglass is a small cluster of stars - you might only be able to make out a few of them. One of these "stars" looks a bit fuzzy. (You may need dark skies to see it.) This is the Orion Nebula, a place where stars are born! Yay!
______ of the Day Today's cool sounding word is "potato." Say it over and over. Potato-potato-potato... Sounds like a Harley, doesn't it?
Spinning "Desire" by U2, off the album Rattle and Hum.
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