I'm baaacckk....

After a month away, I have finally found something to post about.

I found this site called jobster.com. It is where you can answer questions about companies where you have worked. I took a look at the questions, and I just couldn't help but laugh as I answered each one with a response for Digital Dog, Inc. my old company.

So, since I am to much of a chicken to do so...I am putting it here for your enjoyment.

Q: What are the three best things about working at...?
1. The free alcohol
2. The pool table
3. The free alcohol

Q: What are you responsible for at...?
Depending on the day, the responsibilities were: Receptionist, secretary, mind-reader, janitor, baby-sitter (for the boss), customer relations, training, designing, coding, QC, beer fetcher, and scape-goat. Most of the time, I did them all everyday, but occassionally I got a break.

Q: How did you find your job at...?
Online, where else do you find jobs now a days?

Q: What's one of the projects you worked on at...?
A better question would be what project didn't I work on, I don't think there was one...

Q: What's the interview process like at...?
Basically....submit resume, talk to boss on the phone, come in, talk to boss face to face, respond appropriately to the following question: So, uh, do you mind people drinking alchohol on the job? (The appropriate answer is Hell no!!!! What time is beer thirty?) and TA-DA your hired!

Q: What's unique about working at...?
Well, I've never worked anywhere that mind-reading was a requirement for the job before.

Q: What did you learn along the way at...?
Well as mentioned above, my mind reading skills improved greatly. As did my skills at handling stress (you have no idea how much stress i can handle now!!!). I also learned how to work with a boss that could swing from ecstatically happy to depths of despair in 2.4 seconds flat. And finally, I learned to thrive on verbal abuse and veiled insults to my intelligence. I'm such a smart girl!! (gag me)

Q: What are the most challenging aspects of your job at...?
Dealing with a dictator boss who expected you to work your ass off 24-7 for a non-competitive salary, no bonus, and no advancement!! Oh and I can't forget, learning to deal with feeling like being a female was the reason for my non-advancement...maybe I should of just gotten a sex-change, maybe then I could of gotten somewhere.

Q: What's the best team you worked with at...? The Creative Dept was the absolute best. We were a well oiled machine...well, when the boss wasn't trying to play art director and micromanage.

Q: What advice would you give to a new employee at...? Take a mind reading class, read how to deal with mood-swinging assholes for Dummies, and enjoy the free beer....your going to need it.

Q: What do you miss most about ...? The free alcohol...duh! Oh and the pool table, can't forget the pool table.

Q: What's the funniest thing that ever happened to you at...? Funny....hmmm....yeah i got nothing...

Q: What's the toughest problem you've had to solve at...? To try and read, by his body language, what mood the boss was in when he hit the door. We need to know whether he was safe to talk to that day or not.

Q: What are people reading at...? Read...what are you thinking...that would waste precious billable time...

Q: What blogs are people reading at...? See above answer

Q: What's the secret to getting hired at...? Be really good at what you do, be willing to work yourself to death for it, be willing to be paid nothing to work yourself to death for it....oh and make sure you have no issues with alcohol flowing freely!

Yes, I am trying to be funny and yes I am a disgruntle ex-employee who had a very bad experience. I know others who feel the same way I do about the company. There may be some out there that don't, but unfortunately I haven't had the opportunity to meet them...If your out there, share you experiences!!!

Is this really something I want to hear my 8 year old say

"I won, I won, I won....I won at poker mommy!" Sigh..they grow up so fast...maybe starting this young she'll have enough winnings to cover her college tuition.

Be proud of me...

I finally managed to take down my Christmas tree today. That's right...only 2 months late :). Its an accomplishment, don't' you dare laugh!

My day started with a bang

Well, actually it was more of a crunch...but i digress from my story.

I stayed at N's last night and got up this morning and went outside to turn my car on to warm up. I drive a stick, so of course its in neutral, and I have the parking break on. I go back inside, get upstairs, and hear a very loud crunch...the crunch was my car hitting his garage door. Opppsss....I was so embarrassed! Luckily he can fix the door, I would of felt even worse if he couldn't, and my car hadn't had a new dent/ding in 3 months, it was due. He keeps telling me it is ok, he's just glad I'm not hurt and I know it is, but I still feel bad about it.

I secretly think cars have this secret vendetta against me. Everything that happens to me usually involves a car in some way :).

Got to love this

I just got a comment on a story I posted back in July about my Escape from Hell...otherwise known as my departure from Digital Dog Inc.

Well surprise surprise today I get the following comment "It was well known your work was sub-par. You left before you were fired, get over yourself." And of course, its signed by Anonymous.

Now I don't know who anonymous is...but here is the deal. Don't be a coward and hide behind that title. If you have something to say to me...say it to my face, and prove your claims. Right before I told Larry I was quitting...he had told me that my job wasn't in jeopardy and I would continue doing the same things in the company I always had (one of the reasons I was in favor of quitting...but anyway) and he told me more than once during the following 2 weeks that if I needed to stay longer than 2 weeks he would be more than happy to extend my notice of departure.

So who ever you are...get over YOURself.

Today

Its Friday...and its a wonderful day....just thought I'd share :).

A Baby Story

Warning - First time Mothers probably shouldn't read this. I typed it up for a pregnancy horror story competition on another site, and since I took the time, I figured I might as well post it.

I'm one of those people who didn't know she was pregnant until she got to the hospital. I went to prom 3 days before she was born in a size 8 dress (and yes i have the pictures to prove it :) ). But that's just where the story begins...

First, I went into labor on the bus. I was in labor all day at school, because I hated dealing with our secretary at school and didn't want to have to get her to call someone for me. My boyfriend took me home and when my mom got there, he left for his Boy Scout meeting. (go ahead, laugh I know you want to ).

We get to the hospital and they ask if I might be pregnant, and since I hadn't had my period in a while (the only actual sign I had, no morning sickness, no swollen feet, etc.), I said I guess. So, they slap a fetal monitor on my and you guessed it, a heartbeat.

Well then they think I'm really premature, so they start looking for Vanderbilt's Angel Flight number, and of course, our hospital has misplaced it. Well, then they call the Vandy switchboard, and they can't find it (I mean come on, its their medflight copter and they don't have the number). Anyway, while they are looking for that number. The hospital calls in about 5 or 6 doctors all for me ( a couple of OBGYN's, pediatricians, etc). They realize that my daughter is in distress, so I'm getting IV's, cathiders (sp?) and all while being yelled at to flip back and forth from my back to my stomach.

Then came the words "Emergency C-section". Well they wheel me into the emergency room. Our hospital is small so there is no Anesthesiologist on call so one of the doctors is going to have to fill in. Right after they wheel me in, my doctor (whom I had never met before) screams, get me a God D*mn scapel I don't care if you have to pull it off the tray in the hall. She then looks at me and says sweetly "It will all be ok sweetheart" I immediately think great, I have a crazy person about to cut me open.

So they have the mask on me, but I'm not out, so I get 3 shots of Lidacain to the stomach and she starts cutting - Before I am Out. I quickly am put under and don't remember the pain (thank goodness for drugs).

When I wake up I have a 3 pound 12 ounce beautiful little girl. She is 3 weeks overdue and fully developed just underweight.

I found out I have a small wall in my uterus that kept her to one side and only allowed her to grow so much. I also had toxima and was extremely anemic. I had to have a blood transfusion and magnesium IV, and almost died twice once when I was in labor and once when my Blood pressure sky rocketed because of the toxima. I got to go home 6 days later.

My daughter is an extremely intelligent 8 year old and perfectly happy.

These are her eyes :).




Looking back I know I was in denial, if I hadn't wanted to not believe I was pregnant I probably would have seen it. But I was 17 and the mind is a very powerful thing.

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