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I hate it when people do the "bunny rabbit ears" when they talk -- to show you that whatever they're talking about is in quotation marks. It usually means they think you're too stupid to understand that they're either (a) giving an example or (b) using irony. Fuck 'em anyway.
This rant is the result of having to listen to the Director of one of the Special Ed programs at a start up meeting for Special Ed drivers today. She kept doing the bunny rabbit ears, and I was not at all amused. In addition to be a patronizing twit, she didn't know how to stay on topic, and kept getting so bogged down in acronyms (which abound in Special Ed) that her talk ended up being essentially pointless. She also provided us with a handout, and then READ it to us. Obviously, we were all morons who can't be expected to read and understand the information. I could have covered the necessary information in 5 minutes with no special training.
I had to go to this meeting because, well, we haven't had our route picks yet so we don't know just who our Special Ed drivers will be. The only good thing is that it was held 5 minutes from my house.
I'm not a good person for meetings...I find that most are unutterably boring with maybe 10-15 minutes of useful information (if I'm lucky) and are jam packed with people who don't know how to express themselves clearly or concisely. So I mentally start dressing them all up as strippers and porn stars. Because I drive the short bus to Hel. >:)
All this meant that the work that I needed to do today couldn't get done until this afternoon, so I worked much later than I would have wanted. And Mikey hired a FUCKING IDIOT to do some of the data entry, so after wasting 45 minutes yesterday explaining and showing this moron how to enter the information in a usable fashion, today I had to go back and figure out where he messed up so that I could clean up what this pathetic excuse for humanity had wrought. I was not amused. I'm also less than amused that I seem to be the only one there who understands how to manipulate the database so that it's anywhere approaching usable... Feh.
On another note, I met with one of the District Safety Managers today and handed him my application. They're not going to be doing any hiring until probably October, but I know that he'll keep me in mind. So I've taken at least one step.
Now, if only I could figure out how to apply some of my myriad job skills into something I might actually enjoy doing, it would be a good thing... But I become mired in bullshit when I try.
On a different note entirely, I wrote a cheese geek dissertation in response to a post by![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
onyxtwilight last week concerning "the best cheese ever", and spoke of a 5 Pepper D'Affinois. I went to a different Whole Foods than the one I normally patronize (it's the one over in West Mpls, between Lake St. and Excelsior if anyone cares) and they still carry it. So, I am indulging in the pleasure of a double creme pepper cheese that tastes like a triple creme. Life has a purpose after all. :0)
This rant is the result of having to listen to the Director of one of the Special Ed programs at a start up meeting for Special Ed drivers today. She kept doing the bunny rabbit ears, and I was not at all amused. In addition to be a patronizing twit, she didn't know how to stay on topic, and kept getting so bogged down in acronyms (which abound in Special Ed) that her talk ended up being essentially pointless. She also provided us with a handout, and then READ it to us. Obviously, we were all morons who can't be expected to read and understand the information. I could have covered the necessary information in 5 minutes with no special training.
I had to go to this meeting because, well, we haven't had our route picks yet so we don't know just who our Special Ed drivers will be. The only good thing is that it was held 5 minutes from my house.
I'm not a good person for meetings...I find that most are unutterably boring with maybe 10-15 minutes of useful information (if I'm lucky) and are jam packed with people who don't know how to express themselves clearly or concisely. So I mentally start dressing them all up as strippers and porn stars. Because I drive the short bus to Hel. >:)
All this meant that the work that I needed to do today couldn't get done until this afternoon, so I worked much later than I would have wanted. And Mikey hired a FUCKING IDIOT to do some of the data entry, so after wasting 45 minutes yesterday explaining and showing this moron how to enter the information in a usable fashion, today I had to go back and figure out where he messed up so that I could clean up what this pathetic excuse for humanity had wrought. I was not amused. I'm also less than amused that I seem to be the only one there who understands how to manipulate the database so that it's anywhere approaching usable... Feh.
On another note, I met with one of the District Safety Managers today and handed him my application. They're not going to be doing any hiring until probably October, but I know that he'll keep me in mind. So I've taken at least one step.
Now, if only I could figure out how to apply some of my myriad job skills into something I might actually enjoy doing, it would be a good thing... But I become mired in bullshit when I try.
On a different note entirely, I wrote a cheese geek dissertation in response to a post by
onyxtwilight last week concerning "the best cheese ever", and spoke of a 5 Pepper D'Affinois. I went to a different Whole Foods than the one I normally patronize (it's the one over in West Mpls, between Lake St. and Excelsior if anyone cares) and they still carry it. So, I am indulging in the pleasure of a double creme pepper cheese that tastes like a triple creme. Life has a purpose after all. :0)