Messing With People's Heads

I'm shy. Most people think I'm a snob, but it's really just being shy and having a naturally mean-face when I'm thinking. I decided, because of the whole work dilemma I spelled out in early posts, that I should be more friendly to my co-workers. I've been working at the same place for over 5 years, maybe I should find out their last names? I've been making a concentrated effort to be more friendly. It wasn't as hard as I thought. Sure, I have to listen to a few stories about kids or grandkids, but after I talk to someone a few times, they realize I perk up more on conversations about computers or cars.

There is some kind of tit-for-tat going on in the world of friendly people.

See, I'm not used to being friendly, so I'd just say hello or how are you or something like that. If they asked me about something, I'd answer, maybe go into detail. The conversations were a little one-sided, me talking about myself. I didn't want to come off as vain, but I really didn't know anything about any of the people I work with. I started asking them questions. I really don't care about this person's son's soccer game, or the other person's extended family coming to visit, but I imagine no one really cares about things like that, so they listen politely and try to ask questions, right?

It's not just me, right?

Today I realized something. If you ask someone about themselves, they get a... debt, of their own making. The debt requires them to ask something about your life. I really don't want to talk about myself. But, stored in other people's brains is a small file on everyone they talk to and they'll pull from that file to clear the debt - making you both even-Steven. You asked about them, they open the file, have a look, and ask you about something you've mentioned previously. It's odd. I don't feel that debt in my own brain, but I can feel the debt in their brain when I set it. I can see it in their eyes. They search their memory banks and come back with a question for me.

This might be more fun than I ever expected.

Who Devalues Women?

Women who, in a different time, might have called themselves feminist are some of the stupidest women. Pelosi pulls the fake tears act today - only a woman could get away with it and it's the lowest sort of manipulation a woman can try.

It seems the weakest women are those who try to pretend to be strong feminists. They want to be men who use womens tricks. They don't want to be strong women. Like those who completely devalued the title of 'actress'. They believe men are far more important than women, so they took the masculine title of 'actor'. 

They devalued the term 'actress' themselves. In doing so, they showed their own insecurities with their gender. Just like Pelosi did today.
Idiots.
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Besides Being a Trouble-maker

I mentioned before how my old boss trashed me as much as they could to the new boss before leaving. I just found out another thing they told her. Not only am I trouble-maker, I also don't like my schedule being changed.

My old boss changed my schedule to give their pet the day off, right before leaving and with no notice to me that I was now schedule the next day - the start of a new week. It was a big controversy before they left, them lying to my face and saying I changed it back, when actually their boss did it for me.  Well, they must have added to the new boss that not only did I do it, but I object to schedule changes in general.
 
Am I jumping to conclusions? For six years I've had the same schedule.  For the next four weeks, at least two days every week have been scratched out and penciled in somewhere else - randomly, it seems. My usual day off - 'm working. Odd two hour shifts [two hours?] added here and there.
It must be a test. It looks like the boss used a dart and a calendar to decide what days to put me down. Thing is, I'm good at tests and I live 3 minutes from where I work. As long as they doesn't change it again and not tell me, this doesn't faze me. I just wonder how many hoops I'll have to jump through before they realizes who was lying.

Missing Humour Module

I've finally given in and accepted that I am missing some type of humour module. Many people have it - I don't. My brother has it - I don't.

My brother said I *had* to see the second episode of Glee. I went to Hulu  and watched it. I laughed once. It was painful to sit through the whole show - even with 'limited commercial interruptions'.

My brother and I agree on some shows - 30 Rock, Big Bang Theory - we both think they are hilarious. Big Bang Theory makes me laugh so hard I almost cry. Glee left me bored and bothered that I wasted my time.
The type of humour was the same as the Coen brother's work, the TV show Better Off Ted, and likely Napoleon Dynamite. I don't know it's classification, but I don't get it. I don't find it funny.
I want to find out what type of humour those movies/shows are considered -is it too dry for me? too esoteric? too... what? Why does that style leave me flat?
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Ruined Reputation

I've worked at the same place for many years. I had the same supervisor for all but the last few months - the best boss I ever had. She understood my position inside and out and trained me once and let me go. She didn't hover or micromanange.

The hierarchy changed, and I got a new supervisor. They didn't understand my job at all, made rules that got in the way of me doing my job, and decided a new employee was their pet. Then, they found out they were being transferred to another location.

As the ad hoc leader of my co-workers, I was in the way of the pet person getting ahead. For the last month of working in my location, they set about ruining my reputation with the manager. I didn't even know they were doing anything behind the scenes. In the last week of working with me, they changed my schedule. They put me down for a day I wasn't scheduled, so I wouldn't know to come in and would look irresponsible.
Luckily, I found out. Angered that it didn't work, they lied to my face about changing the schedule and accused me of changing it. That's when I realized something was going on. I didn't realize the extent of it, not then. I'm now starting to see it.

The boss has been convinced. I am lazy. I don't understand my job. I am a trouble-maker. The thing is, if you are labeled a trouble-maker just about anything you do to try to make that label go away makes you look like a trouble-maker. It's self-fulfilling. All my years of being a model employee, the position of the lead of my group, is all shot to hell in one month, and I never saw it coming.
I can't tell the boss they've been lied to. I'd just sound like a trouble-maker. I'll just keep doing my job. I don't think it will make them realize they've been mislead. I imagine any tiny failure on my part will justify what they've been lead to believe, while all my successes will be written off as chance - a bad employee getting it right every now-and-then.
I'm a little impressed with the person who was transferred. I never considered anyone could be that evil and do it so discretely and completely in such a short amount of time.
I've never been the 'bad employee'. I have no idea if there is a way out of the misdeserved title.
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Truth is...

I have to fix my car tomorrow. I've been bragging about fixing it myself for almost a week, but with the holiday and rain I haven't been able. Truth is... I'm a little scared to work on it. I've worked on all my previous cars, but they were all old and I really couldn't hurt them. Even this part I'm fixing, I can't really hurt it. It's not like I'm rebuilding the carb - which I have on a previous car. This is just: take off the part, open it up, take out the old pieces, put in the new pieces. But, I love this car and it's the difference between a $10 fix and $100 rebuild that's just someone else doing what I can do myself. I have to do it.
It's still scary.
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Spammy Disappointments

I received two spam mails today that at first glance were totally awesome and made me laugh, but on closer inspection were a let-down.

1. A personal note explaining a gambling system that is sure to win.
There was no link to a gambling site. It seems the catch was in my believing  I had written this person and writing back. The email even included a quoted  message with my email address asking for the system. How original!
Let down: I received three of them. One was clever, three :(

2. An email supposedly from the IRS about unreported income. 
 It even had a 'noreply' gov return address. Very smart.
Let down: It says 'click on the link below', but they forgot to put their link.
 
Losers!
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Mother Nature Sucks

It seems entirely unfair that I could have my period for nine days, accompanied by hot flashes. One or the other would be understandable, but this is like Mother Nature alternately saying, "You're young enough to breed!"
"You're old enough not to breed!" at the same time.

Facebook dilemma

If I go out with the brother of the guy I had a well-known crush on in high school, do I mention his brother? I don't care how he's doing, because I know he's married. Married is married to me. He may as well be gay in my eyes.
Since we're talking 20plus years ago, does it still matter?
Wouldn't it be totally odd if we hit it off and I became the sister-in-law of my  high school crush? That's almost a good reason not to go out with the guy. Except, I always did get along with him better.
Curse you Facebook!!

Why I Hate Facebook

All my friends have stopped using email. If I want to reach them, I have to login to Facebook and send them a message through it. They don't even open their email accounts anymore. They think Facebook is their email
account.
Conclusion: people are getting dumber.

We're Back to Being Cavemen

During the period of the caveman, the majority of the day was spent finding food. Recreation and leisure were not part of the caveman's daily life, because there simply was not enough time.
I've come to realize, with the economy the way it is (thank you President Obama for screwing things up even worse!) we've all been shoved back to that time. Everyday I work and conspire to figure out where I will find the money for my bills. Recreation and leisure are a waste of precious time.
Oh, how far we've come.

The New GM

Since Barack Obama named the family dog with his initials - B.O., Bo - will the first new GM car be the Hussein?

Dear Lord!

That tooth that the dentist said there was nothing he could do about? The one that's been getting progressively <i>wiggly </i> for a year now? It felt extra loose tonight when I flossed. I stuck my fingers in there to see what was going on with it, and it just came out!

I nearly passed out, I was so freaked.
I have 3 of my wisdom teeth still! How dare this tooth decide it was going to take an early retirement! How dare it!
Who has a tooth just fall out in this day and age? My dentist is going to be mad at me, and I feel like I should be living in Appalachia. :(

Is it just me?

Or does this sound 'dirty'? http://arxiv.org/abs/0905.4234

Which President?

If Democrats didn't like a president who was incompetent, a puppet, clueless, crumbling our nation and had no regard for the Constitution - why the hell did they just elect one??

Time for a FREEZE

We've got to have a spending freeze. We need to cut up Congress' credit card. We are all paying the bill!

CyberSquatting

Cybersquatters are the scourge of the internet. Now they're calling it
clickleasing. It's still squatting. It's still wrong.

Dear Mr. Obama

I'm having a hard time writing my 'Santa' note to the President. Can we only ask for a job or a house?

Washing my car

I found out the difference between washing my car in the summer, and washing my car in February.
If you walk around in your wet clothes after washing your car in February, they will not dry. :(

Abandoned blog

I haven't posted much lately, so I'm going to try something new. This is going to be Twitter-like. Let's see how it goes.