March 30, 2005

I Appreciate the Honesty

So, I applied for a different job within my company and I was totally stoked about it yesterday.

Today, I talked to the HR recruiter lady and she kept pointing out that they're looking for someone with X years of experience doing Y as a B-- which I don't have. I've done Y for Z years in A capacity. After she said it twice I was like, "Are you telling me I'm not qualified?"

And she was like, "Yeah. I sent it to the hiring manager, but I just don't think it's a good fit based on what they've told me to look for them."

So, I was like, "Well, I appreciate your honesty on that and at least they have my resume."

I mean, what can you do with that? *shrug* But I do appreciate her telling me rather than trying to avoid the topic.

In the meantime, I really need to get the hell out of this place. This job is not getting any better. My review is coming up (last year I was almost fired during my review -- even though the review was meets & exceeds expectations) and I'm really not expecting fireworks.

My company keeps saying they can't afford to give me fireworks and there's something about regulations.

I just think that for doing three people's jobs, I should get three people's pay and that will bring me the six figures I really think I deserve right now.

I'm not holding my breath, though. *sigh* Just a little while longer and the grand-mega-job hunt of 2005 will begin. I'll keep you posted.

Posted by Flibbertigibbet at 08:15 PM | Comments (1)

March 25, 2005

Overheard at the Coffee Bean in the Alladin in Las Vegas

Aussie Lady: So, they gave me two 100 dollar bills. Is that bad?

Flibby: Yes, that's bad.

Aussie Lady: Why?

Flibby: Because it's hard to spend such large bills. You should get something smaller.

Aussie Lady: Well, your bills are quite large. Look at ours. [Holding out an Austrailian bill]

Flibby: Well, yours look counterfeit. See the plastic?

Aussie Lady: Of course it's plastic. You can wash it and everything.

Flibby: You can wash ours, too. They're made of linen and cotton. And they won't melt.

Noticing stares both blank and annoyed from the staff and the people in line behind us, I placed my order for some delicious peppermint ginseng tea.

Even though I hated the lady for taking so long to place her order (she really did) for some reason, I can't resist talking to strangers. It's a weakness.

My friends are often left not entertained by this habit of mine. *shrug*

Posted by Flibbertigibbet at 07:59 PM | Comments (0)

March 24, 2005

Overheard in an Elevator in Las Vegas

Dude on Cellie: ... So, have you seen Steve? ... Where'd he go? ... Not the fat one! ... Dude. ... Well, I guess it happens to everyone.

Not really.

Posted by Flibbertigibbet at 07:34 PM | Comments (0)

March 23, 2005

Back for a Sec

I got in very late last night from Las Vegas. I went there for a conference.

Las Vegas -- the Strip anyway -- is really, really trite on a surface level but impressive on a business level. I really would rather have spoken with hotel management than have shopped. *shrug*

So, that's where I went and I'm back now.

Posted by Flibbertigibbet at 12:24 PM | Comments (0)

March 16, 2005


I'm sitting here eating a box of raisens waiting for a conference call to start and I noticed that the box says "seedless."

Is there some sicko out there making seeded raisens? Are there little school children chipping their little teeth on grape seeds, thus reducing the value of their dental assets come tooth fairy time?

If such a thing exists as seed-ful raisens, I think it is clearly a plot by the tooth fairy industry to deny our children thier supplemental income.

This is an outrage.

Posted by Flibbertigibbet at 10:34 AM | Comments (5)

March 13, 2005

Be Vewwy Vewwy Quiet

I am in here working on the weekend. That is perfectly acceptable to my company, of course, because I'm salaried and don't get overtime.

But someone I hate just came in and I don't want to talk to them. They're sitting right outside of my office, so I can't leave or they will see me. So, now I have to be very quiet until I'm done working lest I be annoyed on my Sunday.


Update: I can hear him breathing and his cube is three cubes away! That's just one of the reasons I hate him; loud breathing.

Update 2: Now he's making a lot of noise. What in hell is he doing out there?

Update 3: Great. I have to pee. I wonder if I can hold it for another hour and fifteen minutes. That could be dangerous. Hmmm... I wonder if I could just pee out the window. Safety first, right?

Posted by Flibbertigibbet at 02:41 PM | Comments (1)

An Open Letter to Harry Potter

Dear Harry Potter:

I have recently finished reading the biography of your 5th year at Hogwarts, the boarding school for magical children in the UK. I am pleased that you have once over survived rather harrowing adventures with your body and most of your mind intact.

A shame about Snuffles, though. You have my condolences.

I am quite excited about the fourth cinematic installation of your adventures coming out later this year, but I cannot in good conscience go on observing your adventures in silence. I am writing to you now because since year four, I have noticed that you've developed some troubling habits. You yell at people. You do not listen. You make snarky remarks to people who do not deserve them.

You deserve a good thrashing -- and I hope Ron gives it to you even if he doesn't know how to fight like a muggle -- for your behavior toward your friends, but I will settle for the following advice:

1) Sit down and shut up.

2) Professor Snape is a frail, small human being, but someone from whom you could profit if you would just heed item one above.

3) Listen to Hermione, Dumbledore, McGonnagal, Lupin, and Mrs. Weasley. (All in proper amounts, of course.)

4) Be honest. Don't just sit there having premonitions but telling no one. You really are a fool for that.

Thank you for your time. Carry on.


Posted by Flibbertigibbet at 12:50 PM | Comments (2)

March 07, 2005

Where Has My Cowboy Gone?

I'm sorry I haven't been posting. You all have J.K. Rowling to thank because I picked up the third Harry Potter book on my vacation and I had to read the rest.

I'm now ankle deep in #5, so I should be back soon.

Terribly sorry.

Posted by Flibbertigibbet at 06:47 PM | Comments (2)