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Meeting 08:00 Sunday. —Shouldn’t I be sleeping in church?

Lots of drama today:

Person paid off item on police hold. Now she has to talk to the detectives to figure out what’s wrong. –From the way she acted I think she probably knows.

Supposedly stolen title. Mother and daughter with the same name. They had to send the mother to get printout from DMV to show age of owner so we could prove who really owned the car. Mother mumbled something about have bought the car for her daughter???? —I think she came back and paid it off.

Tostada girl had to go home sick.

Big-D had me throw out a couple of gypsies with an attitude. Gypsies with attitude?? Why I ain’t never heard of such a thing.

The man was waving around a big wad of money. (I caught a glimpse of some singles in the middle.) Not that it matters. There’s a big difference between having the money and spending it.

I’m running on too little sleep, now I’m writing this because I can’t lay still.

And I still have to get up too damn early tomorrow.

What no sympathy? Surely all you people who had Sunday off must feel sorry for me…. You don’t? –That figures.

You know you spend too much time on your feet when you take a break to shop for shoes that don’t make your feet hurt.

–Or whatever other excuse for shoe shopping works for you.

Just a reminder: I came in to work on my day off because one of our machines was sending information to a site in central China.

Because the machine sits behind a very restrictive firewall the problem had to be caused by somebody using the machine to surf the web or by someone putting an infected cd/dvd/flash drive in the machine.

As far as we can tell this was the only machine that was infected and there was no customer data at risk, so I wiped everything.

The next time I have to do this, I will go through the machine’s log files and registry, and then the firewall logs to find out who is responsible.

And don’t try and blame “it wasn’t me” or “I never touched it.” They’re the only people in the company I trust.

BTW: Because of a driver problem I’m now on my second fresh install on this machine today. Needless to say, I’m in a crappy mood, so if something breaks and you can’t find Michael…….. Keep trying. Cause I don’t want to hear about it.

A proper working environment.

I put in a request to all Pioneers for authors(even one time authors) and recipes….. I got zero, zip, zilch.

I looked at where my “reader” is coming from… It sure as shit ain’t Pioneer.

I whined about this to Wendy, who in spite of our “break up” still talks to me, and she suggested I ask in person. –I have, and the polite phrase that springs to mind is “shouting-into-the-wind.”

She then suggested I go back to a lot more gossip. Since that is one of the things women do best, it stands to reason that it’s what they’re most interested in reading. –I pointed out that this will piss people off and she just grinned –evil bitch. No wonder we get along.

So no volunteers? Ok. Back to gossip.

This afternoon TPFKAP told everybody “I’m not here” and ran into the break-room and closed the door so she wouldn’t have to deal with a certain customer.
Ah yes. Customer service at it’s finest.

Whoopy, doopy, hip hip hurray. It’s 2010! –Ok, now that we got that out of the way.

Just in case someone at Pioneer reads this and gives a shit, I think I’m going to add another Pioneer related blog.
At ant rate, I’m looking for authors(pioneer employees only): any subject –within reason – Sports – school – work – poetry.

Don’t bad mouth the company or whine too loudly about the customers. –A little whine is fine, just don’t get carried away or give specifics, like names, or tractable incidents. Even incidents are ok just don’t get us sued.

Any volunteers? —-I know, I know….. I’m just proving I have a sense of humor.

On another note: I’m also looking for recipes to publish online.

Ideas, comments, suggestions. –I put a contact form on the left hand side that sends direct to my email.

According to an official announcement by “Her” this morning, “They” are not dating…….. YET

Proof that Christmas music causes brain damage.