2003-01-28

MY Life Sucks

First of all: Happy Birthday, Shelley!!!

My Internet connection BLOWS. Actually it has improved a lot in the last day so that I can once again entertain you people with daily enteries on how much my life really does suck in comparison to Morrissey, Micheal Bolton and Sarah's cat.

At work today I decided to "surf" my department's website. I really should have done it a long time ago. They have this survey section each week where they ask a gripping question like, "Do you like the web page?" with Thumbs Up and Thumbs Down as the ONLY options because those two options will really help them improve on the website. REALLY. Another great question was: "What do you *think* of right before you go Christmas shopping?" where 48% of the employees thought about the true meaning of Christmas RIGHT before they went shopping. BULL FUCKING SHIT. I mean it is one thing to lie to your priest, your grandmother, or your children. But to lie on a survey...where the results could be statistically used in some useless way like most government complied statistics. What were my associates thinking? This survey is suppose to be anonymous. Who were they really trying to impress? Themselves? I highly doubt that during the Christmas season they compiled a list, drove to a mall, fought for a parking spot and JUST before they entered the store decided, "Oh I should sit down and think about the true meaning of Christmas before I battle the crowds and harrass the sales people at their minimum wage jobs so that I can feel better about myself." Nope. I just don't think it happens like that. At least not 48% of the time. This weeks question is "What is your dream job?" The options are: Actor, Musician, Astronaut, Professional Athlete, and I already have it!...(and yes the exclaimation mark is included). I was about to pick an answer when I realized they provided me with no viable answers. It was almost depressing. Almost. Who thought of putting actor, musician, astronaut, professional athele AND cubicle slave on the same playing field? I think the real question should have been, "Which one of these professions DO NOT belong..." Then we'd really be able to test the intelligence level at work. I wonder what moron is getting paid for creating these things and compiling them in some fancy chart. . .for being solely responsible for decreasing morale in the work place by reminding people how lame their job and life really is. That would be my dream job. Unfortunately that wasn't an option.

Now Playing: Rapture by Pedro the Lion

popnoir at 11:11 p.m.

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