@Tyche Yeah I hear ya. I apologize if I was trivializing a medical thing; mea culpa.
But I wish there was some kind of "weight loss death ray" every now and then. I'd rent an ice cream truck, put up pictures that say "WEIGHT LOSS MACHINE" on the side, and drive around the neighborhoods charging $50 per shot.
Pew. PewPew.
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I really don't understand He-Man
@Ghost said in Real World Peeves, Disgruntlement, and Irks.:
@Tyche Yeah I hear ya. I apologize if I was trivializing a medical thing; mea culpa.
But I wish there was some kind of "weight loss death ray" every now and then. I'd rent an ice cream truck, put up pictures that say "WEIGHT LOSS MACHINE" on the side, and drive around the neighborhoods charging $50 per shot.
Pew. PewPew.
I mean about once a year it seems I get the stomach flu and lose 10-15 lbs through misery in about 3 days. I call it my "diet kickstart".
Saying the quiet parts out loud since 1996.
That moment when there's a spider on your wall and you're like 'I'm such a good person for letting that little guy live, I'm going to ignore him and we'll both live our best lives.'
And then the next time you look up, it's decided to park on the ceiling right over your head so you have to kill it because it's clearly aggro.
I have failed in my suggestions for a team name at work. These dudes are laaaaaame.
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I really don't understand He-Man
@Ghost You can't say that and not share the list, man. You know how this works.
Oh fucking well.
@surreality Hahaha Right.
I even offered cool LOGOS, BUT NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
Another guy suggested the Underpants Gnomes. My boss is sighing at us.
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My life is basically "The I.T. Crowd", and I make it a point of pride to not let it get too serious around here. Not joking about the IT Crowd thing, not one bit.
All led into the trenches of the IT scripting world by...
A really nice, non-technical lady who fits the "Only watches chick flicks, owns a tiny dog, and binge watches stuff like Footballer Wives and Real Housewives of Las Vegas" stereotype.
This poor, poor woman.
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I really don't understand He-Man
@Ghost said in Real World Peeves, Disgruntlement, and Irks.:
- The Pajama Goats
- The LaserCats
- The Robotic Punchfighters
Is this a trivia team name?
Here are the four that my team has used in the past:
“It is better to live doing the things that you like. It is foolish to live within this dream of a world seeing unpleasantness and doing only things that you do not like.” -- Yamamoto Tsunetomo.
@Ghost How do I get hired there? I can say 'Did you turn if off and on again?" with the best of them.
-> Fire alarm tests the other week set off terrible, terrible migraines. Boss let me go home early, but asked I bring in a doctor's note for future issues. Put in req for doctor to provide me one.
-> Fire drills today. Thankfully didn't set off migraines, but I was def. putting myself at risk for them.
-> Get home and the letter is in my email waiting for me. '...please excuse [Auspice] from triggering activities...'
Womp womp.
@Ganymede Uhhhh no it's not for a trivia night team or anything. It's for a team name/logo on a web portal that only we have access to. Nothing client or executive facing.
A little background.
My IT job is 50% project manager, 50% IT Operations Scripting/changes to environments. (So, 100% kitten herder). A lot of what we do is identifying the proper order of operations for IT stuff, and the end result is like surgery or auto repair.
(If you asked someone to make you a plan for washing the dog, you'd be amazed how many people don't include a find a dog to wash step and instead go straight to "fill the tub with water".)
So our current team logo is a logo with a cartoon dog, duck, and a sack of corn. She hates it. So she's asking us all have fun working on a new team logo/private name idea, but I dont think she was expecting stuff like los vaqueros satánicos (The Satanic Cowboys, baaaaybeee).
Oh, the dog, duck, corn is in reference to that non-linear thinking exercise where you have to get all three to the other side of a river, but only have room in the boat for 1 at a time. It's a euphemism for what we do.
@Alamias Hah. I do like my team. Oddly enough, there are definite drawbacks to being in IT and having a non-technical manager, but I love the difference in perspective she has. She's a great presence to offset all of this nerdiness, alcoholism, and testosterone.
And, if you do get a job here (not saying), it would be immediately clear by this description that I'm your coworker. Or...it would be the moment the tattoo guy wheels over and says something like: "You know, when you think about it, Aliens was a story about a mother just tryna feed her damn kids and keep them safe."
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I really don't understand He-Man
@Ghost said in Real World Peeves, Disgruntlement, and Irks.:
there are definite drawbacks to being in IT and having a non-technical manager
I hated this about my last job.
Because we could never just go 'Ey, this is a problem.'
It'd be: 'This is a problem because <enter half an hour discussion putting it into layman's terms that still ended in a blank look>'
Saying the quiet parts out loud since 1996.
@Auspice There is quite a bit of this, yes.
I do my absolute best to iron out the pros and cons from my perspective and then hand over the decision to her, though. She's Danaerys and I'm Tyrion. We have a good working relationship because some of the guys on my team just talk over her and try to take the decision out of her hands; it's crap.
She's good with people and willing to make boss type decisions. I'll take this any day over my last boss, who was highly technical, but a severe douchebag who would assume the role of father that had to "educate us" on things like money management. Dude absolutely assigned me "Read Rich Dad, Poor Dad" as a goal one year until his boss stepped in and told him that was no bueno.
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I really don't understand He-Man
@Ghost said in Real World Peeves, Disgruntlement, and Irks.:
It's for a team name/logo on a web portal that only we have access to. Nothing client or executive facing.
So ... Team CSD.
@Ghost said in Real World Peeves, Disgruntlement, and Irks.:
I do my absolute best to iron out the pros and cons from my perspective and then hand over the decision to her, though
Unfortunately, the boss we'd had was uh... sexist af and second-guessed everything I told him. At every turn.
And then he got replaced by the guy who felt hella threatened by me and was just a shithead in all kinds of ways. Oh, sure, he was a tech guy, but it was clear he'd lied on his resume and was scared that my being knowledgeable and established made me enough of a threat that... yeah.
I love my boss now. She's great. She's the sort of person I will follow and back up through anything. Not a technical job, sure, but she's just a good boss. She is the sort of boss where if you do something as per policy, she will stand down people over her head on your behalf. She has our backs, no matter what. That's the kind of boss who I will work hard af for.
...and considering I just got handed a promotion-of-sorts, I guess it's working out.
@Ghost said in Real World Peeves, Disgruntlement, and Irks.:
I do my absolute best to iron out the pros and cons from my perspective and then hand over the decision to her, though. She's Danaerys and I'm Tyrion.
***=Game of Thrones season 8 spoiler! Sort of!***
My parents go through these fits where they obsess over eBay and the supposed magical land of IT WILL GET US MONEY (like 'we'll buy something really cheap from one person and then TURN IT AROUND AND RESELL IT HA HA HA' sort of behavior that never actually works).
And every. single. time. they seem to think I'm on-call to help them with this 'brilliant plan' of theirs and my fucking god I am sick of it. It never works. They end up with more crap taking up space in their house and I end up with long strings of text messages and phone calls wanting me to answer questions about stuff I don't even know about or to set up listings with poorly taken photos and...
...I don't ebay. I've never ebay'd (except like, once in a blue moon when hey, this thing I want is more readily available there).
I hate it. I am sick of it. And I hope this time the mood passes quickly.
Saying the quiet parts out loud since 1996.
@Auspice said in Real World Peeves, Disgruntlement, and Irks.:
And every. single. time. they seem to think I'm on-call to help them with this 'brilliant plan' of theirs and my fucking god I am sick of it.
As it seems clear to me that your family doesn't give a shit about your emotional needs and well-being, I am still at a loss as to why you bother to even respond to them.
“It is better to live doing the things that you like. It is foolish to live within this dream of a world seeing unpleasantness and doing only things that you do not like.” -- Yamamoto Tsunetomo.
@Ganymede said in Real World Peeves, Disgruntlement, and Irks.:
@Auspice said in Real World Peeves, Disgruntlement, and Irks.:
And every. single. time. they seem to think I'm on-call to help them with this 'brilliant plan' of theirs and my fucking god I am sick of it.
As it seems clear to me that your family doesn't give a shit about your emotional needs and well-being, I am still at a loss as to why you bother to even respond to them.
Honestly?
The hope, desperation, and wish to have... some sort of familial connection.
I'm jealous of people who do. I'm jealous of people who have parents or siblings they can rely upon, they can reach out to, they can talk to and enjoy spending time with. And it's just a sort of continued desperate hope that someday maybe things will be better. It seems every 5, 10 years roughly things do improve a bit.
But I very much want that kind of thing. As I watch, from afar, my sister do those terrible, idiotic things some teenagers do, I keep hoping: maybe in a few years she'll start to smarten up and we can be sisters.
I want these things. So I keep reaching out and I hope someday they'll be able to do so in return. Maybe.
Saying the quiet parts out loud since 1996.
@Tyche Yeah I hear ya. I apologize if I was trivializing a medical thing; mea culpa.
But I wish there was some kind of "weight loss death ray" every now and then. I'd rent an ice cream truck, put up pictures that say "WEIGHT LOSS MACHINE" on the side, and drive around the neighborhoods charging $50 per shot.
Pew. PewPew.
