The Original Ser: Day 12

It's the day before Christmas Eve, and I'm really pissed off. I feel as if Teletech and the Canadian Government have stolen a lot from me. It's like some sort of fucked up conspiracy to get taxpayers money to line their pockets with cash. I have $12,000 in Employment Insurance that I can't claim because I quit the fucking hellhole that was driving me to lynch myself. So because I identified that the place was screwing me, and because I knew if I didn't break the cycle I'd end up doing very bad things, and because I left to make sure things could get better before they got worse, I'm left with nothing.

Teletech... well, Teletech has this thing about overloading all of its workers well beyond capacity. It also has a thing for telling you you're doing your job wrong only after they've changed things without you knowing, purposefully seeking your your mistakes to exclude you from bonuses and worst of all, the absolute worst thing of all, the have a thing for focusing only on your flaws. You have a Defect Rate. How defective were you on that last call? Look how inadequate you are. Not to mention it andall centers like it are he sweatshops of the Western world. Now I know how the people in Vietnam and the Philippines China and so forth feel.

Not to mention the clientele. They are rude, boorish, inconsiderate, tactless, imbecilic, delusional, borderline bipolar, fully psychotic gibbering monkeys that want everything for nothing and claw at your eardrums with razor-sharp talons of hate and noise if they don't get just what they fucking want.

Every minute of every day I spent at Teletech (or as I emphatically call it, "Teletrash") I felt like I was being flossed with a length of barbed wire, up my ass, through my very spirit and out my mouth.

So I quit.

So what happens to my $12,000 I busted my ass for there? The government absorbs it. They take it from you while you're employed, your employer rapes your soul, you quit, and you're left with nothing but a gaping emotional void and destitution. It pisses me off so badly, I can't fucking do anything right now. It makes me less inclined to work, all told. I don't want to feel the despair that I felt at that demonic spawning pit again. Right now, that's all I see in the workplace today.

I don't know what I can do any more....

-Ser

The Original Ser: Day 7

Yep, it's as I feared; it was the AirCard. My new router didn't fix a thing, so it's been returned, and I got a 25' Ethernet cable (in a pretty shade of red, meaning DON'T FUCKING DISCONNECT THIS) for $10.00 less. Problem solved, I'm running at pretty much instant speed now. Byaah!

On another note, I also discovered that Nintendo has finally introduced the North American Club Nintendo. I had enough registered goods to become a platinum member straight off with a whopping 700 coins, so I'm happy. Only 2 Wii games until I can get the sweet (and rare) Game & Watch Collection!

Other than that, I'm kicking back with a few beers because running the fucking wire from my living room to my computer room was a pain in the ass. Far more work than it should have been. Ah well, it's done and that's all that matters.

-Ser

The Original Ser: Day 6

My interwebz have been completely demolished after a security update I downloaded yesterday. Not only that, my computer's HDD nearly met an untimely demise... with all of my most precious music files (Garage Band) and movies not being backed up.
Well, thankfully, I didn't have to suffer that fate. I was able to repair the damage on my HDD through the Mac Disk utility. Things could have been far, far worse though.


The big thing now is my internet connection. One of two things are happening right now; Either (1) my router is dead or (2) my airport card is dead. Assuming number one was the case, I went out and bought a new router. Hopefully, Everything gets back to its snappy old self again with a couple tweaks, and I can get back to work. I've been out now for three days, and I need to keep making money, especially after having to drop another $45.00 on a new router. Thankfully it was on sale for $39.99. If the router DOESN'T work though, I'm going to have to settle for a really long ethernet cord, and I'll return the router. Booyah.

Anyways. time will tell. I hope it was just the freaking router.....

-Ser

The Original Ser: Day 1

Here I am, in a third steady blog. I came to realize that there's an appropriate place for everything, and while my gaming thoughts are needed on 1up. or nG, no one really needs to know that I've gone to EBGames or whatever and talked non-shop with the manager, or that I needed to bring my fuzzy, Eclair, to the vet because she ate a rubber band (no worries, she didn't, nor has she!).

So here is my life blog. I can't say I'm the most interesting person on the face of this very diverse planet of ours, but hey, if even one of you out there makes it a point to read abut little old me, then that makes it worth it. That said, welcome to The Original Ser's Original Blog.

I'm feeling a little overwhelmed today. I'm a manager for a company here in Halifax called CollaboRIA, a Rich Internet Applications firm. I know I have valuable insight and experience that will be an asset, but damn, the Project Manager bit is totally unknown ground to me. Eventually it will come to a point that I'll get a real handle on it, so no biggie, but for now, it's got me on edge. Because of course I want to impress them. The good news is that I made a suggestion that took our client completely aback, made the totally reevaluate their entire website strategy and say "That's a really fucking excellent idea!"

Just leave it to me.

This means that on OUR end of things, the budget might be strained. Great for future business, because of innovative thinking, we'll be recognized for it. But it's going to be tight. Real tight.

Damn.

Well at least I come across confident (in an ironic kind of way). I'm not trying to be negative, it's just new nerves, I guess. We'll just have to see how everything works out. I touched base with the client last night, and should be receiving an outline of everything they want, so I can write up a document for our designers.

That's all I got. Stay tuned for more stories from yours truly.

-Ser