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vicarzI'm just not important enough to write, and my experiences aren't interesting enough to share. I don't know why anyone would read this who isn't connected through direct genital contact, which like beer or coffee makes things more intense or something.
I mean not right now, but write now:
Arriving around 11pm, my bags were lost. Not just not there, lost, as in no record of them in the system. Then they delivered my bags, but first whined 'couldn't I come down to the airport (about 10 miles away) to pick them up.' When they delivered it, the front flap was hanging open because the zipper pulls were missing / both ripped off this new Samsonite suitcase. Because when you have loose things on your suitcase, before shipping they tape it up, I think the airport staff did this on purpose after I said "Yes please bring it to the hotel" (I actually thought about it, but that's stupid and my gps was in the suitcase).
AA asked me to return to the airport with my broken bag to fix it (which takes weeks or months), and they'd give me a loaner bag, I did and they did.
The Clarion hotel was surprisingly nice - though the service was confusing because in Garden City KS people were just a lot more social/friendly all over. The layout was good though, and amenities surpringly good.
I was good, declining to get manager-reception drinks the whole time I was there. Well, I thought about it and walked in the bar twice, but the crowd was not my flavor, and the fox news was the final straw in "I'd rather be alone."
I was not good - ate the free warm cookies even though they were terrible.
I was good - I worked out twice at the less-than-idea freeweight room in the YMCA, sticking with my program as best I could, even getting milk from the grocery store afterwards.
The night before depo #2, I was sore from the gym so I sat by the pool, with my feet in it, while reviewing the case and preparing questions/outline. A not-attractive-to-me not-fit guy came out and got in the hot tub nearby, with 2 beers in tow. He said hi, I said hi and kept working. Later I noticed he was staring at me intently...NOT INTERESTED. I still worked for a while before leaving, but would not suggest following him in the tub.
PS I now stick my feet in chlorinated pools now that I walk on hotel floors barefoot, relaxed enough to realize I have not caught a foot fungus doing this, but paranoid enough to hope bleach will help make sure this stays the case
I did ok at my job, and it turns out I wasn't much more tired after 2 depos in 2 days that 1 depo in a day.
The least xtian thing I saw in the YMCA was the pretty & hot girl at the counter day #2 with way-too-small shaped eyebrows, who was the only not-friendly person I ran into (no, didn't make any flirt moves thankyouverymuch), but wore a tight-t-shirt that said "SINFUL" in flowery letters.
Guys in the gym were super friendly, and I don't mean in that hottub staring guy way. Not sure how much was Kansas style vs. normal mission-in-common gym stuff. Maybe I acted different being from out of town and didn't realize it.
GPS died just in time for my 4AM trip to the airport to catch a 6am flight. Gambled and won, with a few wrong turns, but arrived in plenty of time. I'm not loving tom-tom.
I turned down $200, then $300 in free incentives via AA to give up my seat because it sounded like rather than later in the afternoon I might be saddled with a flight the next day.
At DFW, it turned out my flight was an "Honor Flight" full of WW2 Veterans. There were newscasters, I suspect FOX as they were female, leggy, made-up like mannequin plastic, and in heels. We took over 30 minutes longer than usual to board as they had a ceremony, filmed, and then had a lot of disabled folks they had to get in seats.
In the airport, they played the national anthem. People having nothing to do with what was going on stood up, took off hats, held their hearts, and sang. It creeped me out like westboro - sure I'm patriotic, the actual kind that pays taxes and works for the government for free - not just bumper sticker, but the bizarre rituals fucking freak me out. A Texas woman scowled at me and clapped extra loud at the end - not knowing what I was doing was working on my laptop to try and save taxpayer dollars from lying EEO complaint process abuses. How fucking rude of me.
The plane rolled through fire truck honor spray outbound and inbound, the captain made a speech, and I worked on the flight until my laptop battery ran out with earplugs in my ears
AA lost my bag on my return flight, their loaner bag. They found it - it had "fallen off the truck."
Waiting for my "lost" bag #2, I got news that a case I had to settle, in which someone was fired for performance failures, but overturned due to procedural problems, got a settlement from OGC to change is lie of a rating (fully successful) to the highest possible rating (Outstanding) - the rating I get for killing myself at work. I may lose a case, so some jackass gets a promotion, because another idiot didn't save his notes from a selection decision - this guy has filed over 10 eeo complaints like it's the lottery...and it may just be the fucking lottery. Fuck this eeo bullshit.
When you hear about discrimination, this is what it is. The racists I deal with? Minorities. The discrimination cases we lose? Technicalities, managers not taking or keeping notes, people trying to be nice and having their lack of cruelty used against them...there are tons of people trying to work hard and do good in the government, but there are a lot of shitbags causing major damage through misaligned performance metrics and abuse of grievance procedures.
Fuck I'm drinking tonight.
I mean not right now, but write now:
Arriving around 11pm, my bags were lost. Not just not there, lost, as in no record of them in the system. Then they delivered my bags, but first whined 'couldn't I come down to the airport (about 10 miles away) to pick them up.' When they delivered it, the front flap was hanging open because the zipper pulls were missing / both ripped off this new Samsonite suitcase. Because when you have loose things on your suitcase, before shipping they tape it up, I think the airport staff did this on purpose after I said "Yes please bring it to the hotel" (I actually thought about it, but that's stupid and my gps was in the suitcase).
AA asked me to return to the airport with my broken bag to fix it (which takes weeks or months), and they'd give me a loaner bag, I did and they did.
The Clarion hotel was surprisingly nice - though the service was confusing because in Garden City KS people were just a lot more social/friendly all over. The layout was good though, and amenities surpringly good.
I was good, declining to get manager-reception drinks the whole time I was there. Well, I thought about it and walked in the bar twice, but the crowd was not my flavor, and the fox news was the final straw in "I'd rather be alone."
I was not good - ate the free warm cookies even though they were terrible.
I was good - I worked out twice at the less-than-idea freeweight room in the YMCA, sticking with my program as best I could, even getting milk from the grocery store afterwards.
The night before depo #2, I was sore from the gym so I sat by the pool, with my feet in it, while reviewing the case and preparing questions/outline. A not-attractive-to-me not-fit guy came out and got in the hot tub nearby, with 2 beers in tow. He said hi, I said hi and kept working. Later I noticed he was staring at me intently...NOT INTERESTED. I still worked for a while before leaving, but would not suggest following him in the tub.
PS I now stick my feet in chlorinated pools now that I walk on hotel floors barefoot, relaxed enough to realize I have not caught a foot fungus doing this, but paranoid enough to hope bleach will help make sure this stays the case
I did ok at my job, and it turns out I wasn't much more tired after 2 depos in 2 days that 1 depo in a day.
The least xtian thing I saw in the YMCA was the pretty & hot girl at the counter day #2 with way-too-small shaped eyebrows, who was the only not-friendly person I ran into (no, didn't make any flirt moves thankyouverymuch), but wore a tight-t-shirt that said "SINFUL" in flowery letters.
Guys in the gym were super friendly, and I don't mean in that hottub staring guy way. Not sure how much was Kansas style vs. normal mission-in-common gym stuff. Maybe I acted different being from out of town and didn't realize it.
GPS died just in time for my 4AM trip to the airport to catch a 6am flight. Gambled and won, with a few wrong turns, but arrived in plenty of time. I'm not loving tom-tom.
I turned down $200, then $300 in free incentives via AA to give up my seat because it sounded like rather than later in the afternoon I might be saddled with a flight the next day.
At DFW, it turned out my flight was an "Honor Flight" full of WW2 Veterans. There were newscasters, I suspect FOX as they were female, leggy, made-up like mannequin plastic, and in heels. We took over 30 minutes longer than usual to board as they had a ceremony, filmed, and then had a lot of disabled folks they had to get in seats.
In the airport, they played the national anthem. People having nothing to do with what was going on stood up, took off hats, held their hearts, and sang. It creeped me out like westboro - sure I'm patriotic, the actual kind that pays taxes and works for the government for free - not just bumper sticker, but the bizarre rituals fucking freak me out. A Texas woman scowled at me and clapped extra loud at the end - not knowing what I was doing was working on my laptop to try and save taxpayer dollars from lying EEO complaint process abuses. How fucking rude of me.
The plane rolled through fire truck honor spray outbound and inbound, the captain made a speech, and I worked on the flight until my laptop battery ran out with earplugs in my ears
AA lost my bag on my return flight, their loaner bag. They found it - it had "fallen off the truck."
Waiting for my "lost" bag #2, I got news that a case I had to settle, in which someone was fired for performance failures, but overturned due to procedural problems, got a settlement from OGC to change is lie of a rating (fully successful) to the highest possible rating (Outstanding) - the rating I get for killing myself at work. I may lose a case, so some jackass gets a promotion, because another idiot didn't save his notes from a selection decision - this guy has filed over 10 eeo complaints like it's the lottery...and it may just be the fucking lottery. Fuck this eeo bullshit.
When you hear about discrimination, this is what it is. The racists I deal with? Minorities. The discrimination cases we lose? Technicalities, managers not taking or keeping notes, people trying to be nice and having their lack of cruelty used against them...there are tons of people trying to work hard and do good in the government, but there are a lot of shitbags causing major damage through misaligned performance metrics and abuse of grievance procedures.
Fuck I'm drinking tonight.
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Date: 2013-05-17 08:58 pm (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2013-05-18 01:12 pm (UTC)(mental dialog)
YEAH DUDE GOT THE MESSAGE
PLEASE READ MY REPLY
Sigh. Better attention I don't want than none I suppose.
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Date: 2013-05-18 02:25 pm (UTC)As for the audience -- fuck them. I get this during the pledge; the one time an asshole confronted me about it, I told him that I spent four years living in a foreign country, on a U.S. military base that ran frequent attack drills for its service members, but acknowledged that were it attacked the dependents in the housing and school compound would be annihilated if targeted.
On the other hand, thanks for reminding me to go waste the cost of a beer or two on the fantasy lottery.