You know, I should be bloody used to this by now.

Got a call from someone I haven't heard from in almost 4 years. Someone who I had a fairly severe crush on a while back.

And the reason for this call? They wanted someone to fix their computer.

WTF????

Why does it seem like the only reason anyone calls, writes, or emails me anymore is to fix their Gods-Be-Dammed computer??? Is this the only fucking reason anyone wants me in their life, So I can fix their bloody Mac or PC ???

Yes, I know there's a few of them who don't. But it seems like the majority only want me in their life for free computer repair. And most of them get offended if I want payment or trade in return. Dammit, I do this for a dammed living, did it ever dawn on these people that maybe I *don't* want to do it on my free-time?? That maybe, just maybe, I want someone to invite me over or call me or whatever because they want to spend time with me, not because they're getting a blinking MacOS icon or a blue screen of death??

Yeah, like that's gonna happen anytime soon.

You know, I should be bloody used to this by now.

Got a call from someone I haven't heard from in almost 4 years. Someone who I had a fairly severe crush on a while back.

And the reason for this call? They wanted someone to fix their computer.

WTF????

Why does it seem like the only reason anyone calls, writes, or emails me anymore is to fix their Gods-Be-Dammed computer??? Is this the only fucking reason anyone wants me in their life, So I can fix their bloody Mac or PC ???

Yes, I know there's a few of them who don't. But it seems like the majority only want me in their life for free computer repair. And most of them get offended if I want payment or trade in return. Dammit, I do this for a dammed living, did it ever dawn on these people that maybe I *don't* want to do it on my free-time?? That maybe, just maybe, I want someone to invite me over or call me or whatever because they want to spend time with me, not because they're getting a blinking MacOS icon or a blue screen of death??

Yeah, like that's gonna happen anytime soon.

Sure, why not

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With Talent on Loan from Unspeakable Demonic Forces...

Was listening to a LA talk radio station on my way to work, when they do an ad for Rush Limbaugh, (they also host Dr. Laura, thereby making sure their programming is a vile pit from 9am to 3pm M-F).

Now the fact that they did the ad for that lying hypocritical chickenhawk is not surprising. It's the fact that they did the ad with a Harry Potter theme. (Besides, I thought most of Rush's audience was against Harry Potter anyway. Go figure.)

Well, it got me to thinking. While I can't see Rush as being Harry Potter, he is a lot like Snape - nasty, sarcastic, punishing and insulting to those who disagree with him, nice and rewarding to those that agree with him.

He's not quite vile enough to be You Know Who though......

With Talent on Loan from Unspeakable Demonic Forces...

Was listening to a LA talk radio station on my way to work, when they do an ad for Rush Limbaugh, (they also host Dr. Laura, thereby making sure their programming is a vile pit from 9am to 3pm M-F).

Now the fact that they did the ad for that lying hypocritical chickenhawk is not surprising. It's the fact that they did the ad with a Harry Potter theme. (Besides, I thought most of Rush's audience was against Harry Potter anyway. Go figure.)

Well, it got me to thinking. While I can't see Rush as being Harry Potter, he is a lot like Snape - nasty, sarcastic, punishing and insulting to those who disagree with him, nice and rewarding to those that agree with him.

He's not quite vile enough to be You Know Who though......

Well, *that* was amusing...

Wonder if this was an example of "effective communciations" as taught in that dammed class. Or if they're going to somehow figure it's my fault for *making threats*

Many of you have read about one of my worse problem children. The one who borrows equipment without asking, who has broken two laptops and had a third stolen from her, who has an attitude that makes one want to pet her with a tire iron, and thinks her shit doesn't stink.

Came into my office after a potty break. Immediately notice a laptop is missing. Now all lab laptops are marked with the lab name and name of the laptop. If it's not marked, it's not lab property.

Find out that problem child took laptop out of my office, before leaving for the day.

Look up problem child's cell phone number, call her. I ask politely if she has the laptop that was on my desk in my office. She says yes. I ask her to please bring back that laptop immediately. She says "No, I need it for this research" I start to explain why it needs to be back, when she says "I don't have time for your whining" and hangs up on me. I call her back, and get her voice mail. This is the message I leave, both on voice mail and in email:

"Hello again. As I was about to explain to you before we were disconnected, I need that laptop back immediately. Laptops that are lab property are marked such and are available for checkout via the signout sheet on my office wall. The laptop you have is not lab property. In fact, it's my personal property, bought and paid for with my money, and as such I did not loan it to you for any reason. I will let (the office manager) and (her research team leader) know that you took my personal property out of my office without my knowledge and approval.
It is now 3:00pm. If I do not have my laptop back in my hands by 5:00pm, I will assume you do not wish to return my property, and I will call the San Diego Police Department, and file charges against you for theft. As my laptop is around $1400 or so in value, this would possibly make it grand theft. I will both file and persecute such charges against you if my property is not returned.
When you do return my laptop, I will require you to stay long enough to go over my laptop for any damages that might have occured. Needless to say, you will be held responsible should any damage happen to my laptop, or replacement if it goes missing. We will also go over the proper check out procedures for lab equipment, so that you will better be able to follow said procedures in the future.
I await your call so that I know when to expect you and my laptop back."

The clock is ticking. Wonder what will happen.

Well, *that* was amusing...

Wonder if this was an example of "effective communciations" as taught in that dammed class. Or if they're going to somehow figure it's my fault for *making threats*

Many of you have read about one of my worse problem children. The one who borrows equipment without asking, who has broken two laptops and had a third stolen from her, who has an attitude that makes one want to pet her with a tire iron, and thinks her shit doesn't stink.

Came into my office after a potty break. Immediately notice a laptop is missing. Now all lab laptops are marked with the lab name and name of the laptop. If it's not marked, it's not lab property.

Find out that problem child took laptop out of my office, before leaving for the day.

Look up problem child's cell phone number, call her. I ask politely if she has the laptop that was on my desk in my office. She says yes. I ask her to please bring back that laptop immediately. She says "No, I need it for this research" I start to explain why it needs to be back, when she says "I don't have time for your whining" and hangs up on me. I call her back, and get her voice mail. This is the message I leave, both on voice mail and in email:

"Hello again. As I was about to explain to you before we were disconnected, I need that laptop back immediately. Laptops that are lab property are marked such and are available for checkout via the signout sheet on my office wall. The laptop you have is not lab property. In fact, it's my personal property, bought and paid for with my money, and as such I did not loan it to you for any reason. I will let (the office manager) and (her research team leader) know that you took my personal property out of my office without my knowledge and approval.
It is now 3:00pm. If I do not have my laptop back in my hands by 5:00pm, I will assume you do not wish to return my property, and I will call the San Diego Police Department, and file charges against you for theft. As my laptop is around $1400 or so in value, this would possibly make it grand theft. I will both file and persecute such charges against you if my property is not returned.
When you do return my laptop, I will require you to stay long enough to go over my laptop for any damages that might have occured. Needless to say, you will be held responsible should any damage happen to my laptop, or replacement if it goes missing. We will also go over the proper check out procedures for lab equipment, so that you will better be able to follow said procedures in the future.
I await your call so that I know when to expect you and my laptop back."

The clock is ticking. Wonder what will happen.

The plot thickens

(Evil chuckle) Well, problem child just called back. And is obvious she didn't bother listening to my voice mail, because she starts in on "how dare (I) harass her on her cell phone." I then tell her, before she can hang up on me again, that she better listen to what I'm about to tell her or my next call will be to the SD police.

I then explain to her that the laptop she has is not lab property. It is, in fact, my personal laptop. And, in the voicemail I left her, I gave her 2 hours from 3pm to get it back to me. It is now almost 4pm. There's a pause, and then she goes off on "Well, how the hell was she suppose to know, since it wasn't marked as mine." I told her that the lab ones are marked, and there's no policy that says I have to mark my property accordingly, though I do have my name and ID number in the case, which will prove to the police it's mine

(She, of course, feels no shame at removing it from my desk. Her attitude is how this will inconvience her.)

She then gets more upset. Turns out she just pasted Oceanside on the way up to LA, and is now on the part of I-5 going though Camp Pendleton. About an hour from work. So she asked me if she could borrow it for the weekend and return it monday.

I said that she has one hour to place it back into my hands at the institute, or I will file charges. In other words, no, she can't ask permission after the fact. She got even more upset and started to complain that the traffic is bad and she'll get to LA late and there's no way she can get it back to me. I told her she should have thought of that before she took my property.

End result, she's to make a U-turn at Las Pulgas road and head back down to SD, traffic and all. And the lab manager has already given me a letter to give her that says she'll need to go though the checkout procedure with me before she is allowed to borrow anything from the lab ever again. And I've told her I don't want her leaving until we *both* go over that laptop and make sure it's in the same condition.

Her problem.

The plot thickens

(Evil chuckle) Well, problem child just called back. And is obvious she didn't bother listening to my voice mail, because she starts in on "how dare (I) harass her on her cell phone." I then tell her, before she can hang up on me again, that she better listen to what I'm about to tell her or my next call will be to the SD police.

I then explain to her that the laptop she has is not lab property. It is, in fact, my personal laptop. And, in the voicemail I left her, I gave her 2 hours from 3pm to get it back to me. It is now almost 4pm. There's a pause, and then she goes off on "Well, how the hell was she suppose to know, since it wasn't marked as mine." I told her that the lab ones are marked, and there's no policy that says I have to mark my property accordingly, though I do have my name and ID number in the case, which will prove to the police it's mine

(She, of course, feels no shame at removing it from my desk. Her attitude is how this will inconvience her.)

She then gets more upset. Turns out she just pasted Oceanside on the way up to LA, and is now on the part of I-5 going though Camp Pendleton. About an hour from work. So she asked me if she could borrow it for the weekend and return it monday.

I said that she has one hour to place it back into my hands at the institute, or I will file charges. In other words, no, she can't ask permission after the fact. She got even more upset and started to complain that the traffic is bad and she'll get to LA late and there's no way she can get it back to me. I told her she should have thought of that before she took my property.

End result, she's to make a U-turn at Las Pulgas road and head back down to SD, traffic and all. And the lab manager has already given me a letter to give her that says she'll need to go though the checkout procedure with me before she is allowed to borrow anything from the lab ever again. And I've told her I don't want her leaving until we *both* go over that laptop and make sure it's in the same condition.

Her problem.

Amused...

Just got a email spam from a group called "C.I.A. Ministries". Which, while they may be legit, immediately brought up a weird mental image. Something like:

"Brotheres and sisters....today we shall read from the book of Espionage Chapter 12 verse THUNDERCHICKEN 'And he saw before him the files of the infidel and he was pleased for his microfilm camerea was with him. "

"And so with rightous wrath, he drew his (CLASSFIED) and smote the infidel before leaving (CLASSIFIED)"

"Brothers and sisters.... if you seek his devine clearances you must dig deep in to your pockets......and your file cabinets.....and give till it hurts."

"We will now read from the scripture according to St. Ian Fleming, Book 3, chapter 5, verse 12, clearence TANGENT"

"And yea Saint James....(not to be confused with THE Saint dear flock), And Yea Saint James did speak to those assembled and he did say; 'Drink for this is my blood.....shaken not stirred.'

"And keep the secrets entrusted to you, save for when your superiors require them of you. Or else you shall find yourself cast into The Village,"

"Be ye carefull with thine Cyanide tablet.....confuse them not with your viagra...unless thine target take it...."

Amused...

Just got a email spam from a group called "C.I.A. Ministries". Which, while they may be legit, immediately brought up a weird mental image. Something like:

"Brotheres and sisters....today we shall read from the book of Espionage Chapter 12 verse THUNDERCHICKEN 'And he saw before him the files of the infidel and he was pleased for his microfilm camerea was with him. "

"And so with rightous wrath, he drew his (CLASSFIED) and smote the infidel before leaving (CLASSIFIED)"

"Brothers and sisters.... if you seek his devine clearances you must dig deep in to your pockets......and your file cabinets.....and give till it hurts."

"We will now read from the scripture according to St. Ian Fleming, Book 3, chapter 5, verse 12, clearence TANGENT"

"And yea Saint James....(not to be confused with THE Saint dear flock), And Yea Saint James did speak to those assembled and he did say; 'Drink for this is my blood.....shaken not stirred.'

"And keep the secrets entrusted to you, save for when your superiors require them of you. Or else you shall find yourself cast into The Village,"

"Be ye carefull with thine Cyanide tablet.....confuse them not with your viagra...unless thine target take it...."

Final word

Problem child returned laptop, I had security guard here when I checked it out. We went over the checkout procedure, I had her sign off on the letter the lab manager gave me, I checked her out one of the lab laptops, and she's now back in traffic

Final word

Problem child returned laptop, I had security guard here when I checked it out. We went over the checkout procedure, I had her sign off on the letter the lab manager gave me, I checked her out one of the lab laptops, and she's now back in traffic

(Peep!)

Blame dizzdvl, I found in her LJ

Lord of the Peeps - The Fellowship of the Peep

(Peep!)

Blame dizzdvl, I found in her LJ

Lord of the Peeps - The Fellowship of the Peep