It is on my mind...Later:)
Thursday, February 23, 2006
Monday, February 20, 2006
Thursday, February 09, 2006
Training with Bob
I am in a classroom setting most of the time recently. Shouldn't I be use to it by now? It feels more like high school than college. That could be what is getting to me. I think its just the way people treat each other. I'll give an example. There is this one older gentleman, I'll call him Bob. Bob has been with the company for years. He thinks he is superior to everyone else in the class. He makes a point to mumble the answer to everything that the instructor says just to prove that he already knows everything. I know this because I usually get stuck next to him. Let's just say Bob has a big mouth in general. I think he uses it mostly to make himself look superior. There was a lady that was fired a couple of days ago because she tried to do her college classes with the classes here, and she didn't make it in one day... maybe two, doesn't matter. Bob made a point to yell about how much of a "stupid ass" she was for taking this job and wasting the company's money if she was going to put her school work over this. Another instance today Bob told us in class that we were wasting his precious classroom time. We were questioning the instructor about the company, and it was not interesting enough for Bob since he has been with the company for years. Of course, I don't understand how Bob can feel so important when at his age he is going into the same position as I am after working for this company for years. Well, Bob is one of several people that make me feel like I'm in high school. I go along with my mouth shut most of the time. I just hope I don't pop on someone... especially during class. If I get too pissed I have a tendancy to do that. And what if Bob ends up being my supervisor later on? I think it is best to keep quiet because of that. I just dump everything that is bothering me on Art. I need to be the usual quiet sweet little girl that I am. I use my cheerleader smile and go on with my day. I just wish they could of had the training at home.
Tuesday, February 07, 2006
I'm looking for a car
| You Should Drive a Jaguar XK 4.2 |
 You don't care how you get there as long as you get there with class. And having a little power doesn't hurt either! |
My fiance drove my car and decided that I need a new car as soon as it is possible for us to get one. I have to admit mine is not the most comfortable car out there. It doesn't have cruise control or even power windows. In fact you really don't have any control over the volume in the car. When you slow down the volume goes down, and then when the music is really bad it decides you should listen to it at a volume that would bust your ear drums. I actually am okay with the car. As long as I have little travel time, I don't care much about what I drive. The air conditioning works and it doesn't have random acceleration like one of my brother's older cars had. But it isn't like I am going to refuse the offer of getting a new vehicle either. We went to look at cars and I have to admit something, GPS is the best. One of the first cars that I test drove had a GPS system that you could talk to. From there on out I compared every car to it. I would hear of all the benefits and then I would ask, "Yeah, but can you talk to it?" Well, I'm not sure what I'll get or when. I have a feeling it won't be a Jaguar. I am looking at a BMW, but I don't think we could get one that I could talk to. Damn that one car was a spoiler!
I'm not very observant
| Your Observation Skills Get A C- |
 You tend to notice the big things in life... But the details aren't exactly your forte |
I was honestly suprised I even passed. I've been told before that I could be a decent absent minded proffesor. Hell, that use to be my goal in life. Pretty cool quiz though.
Monday, February 06, 2006
God save me
Stupid people. I can live with them, but at times I can't stand them. I know they are a regular occurance in whatever area you work in and in whatever area of the world you live in. Hell, I'm sure there is one or two of you out there reading this blog. Still, that doesn't make thier existence any less annoying. This is especially the case when they are together in large numbers, because their logic becomes dominant regardless of them being right or wrong. I'll give an example. I can tell you that the company that I work for has part of their customer service in India. I have to admit this usually annoys me. Whenever I call for service and I hear that Indian accent I get the impression that the company does not care for their customers. I think it really effects the quality of service that is given and it is a horrible trend for companies to take. This was a discussion in class today. Those were the reasons that I saw for it being a negative thing, but the class spent a few hours discussing the poor Indians making the same amount of money in India that we make in an hour here in the US. These people are not working in sweat shops either. They have benefits of working for our company and are payed a reasonable amount for where they live. That wasn't good enough for my genius instructor and the class that followed. They wanted the people in India to make the same amount. "How would those poor Indians feel if they came here and noticed they make so much less than we do here in the US?" Also, "Isn't it horrible that they have them use American names for their job". The instructor's response, "I refused to go train them in India when I was asked. I thought it was just wrong." Isn't that great for the company. Think about how much money the company is saving from doing this. What are they wanting, to inflate the economies in the rest of the world so they can be just as outragious as California. I think the most annoying part of this is the length of time they spent on this subject, and me saying anything contrary to them makes me look like a jack ass. I just need some rest. I'll be dealing with people like this for the rest of my life. I thought I'd be use to them by now. I need sleep.
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