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I want to choke the ever living shit out of my coworkers.
2009-10-19 11:20:52
It's one thing to be lazy and expect mediocrity, it a whole other to flaunt your apathy in the face of those of us that do your goddamned job for you you lazy mother fucking son of a bitch. One more smart ass message just ONE more and I will snap. Your stats will never even come close to mine because you are a complete fucking failure.
I might just smack you across the face with metal cubical parts. -
What it is like to work in technical support or retail.... hell any customer service position
2009-10-14 17:24:47
(Our zoo recently put several robotic dinosaurs in the park to help boost attendance. While working a snack stand, a family of three walks up to me.)
Father: “Excuse me, sir?”
Me: “Yes, how can I help you?”
Father: “Are the dinosaurs real?”
Me: “No, sir. They are not.”
Father: “But we saw them move…”
Me: “They are robotic dinosaurs. They have parts to make them move a little.”
Father: “Then why are they in the zoo if they are not real?”
Me: “It’s to teach our guests about dinosaurs.”
Son: “So are they real, dad?”
Father: *suddenly angry* “No, they are not! These f***ing people have fake animals!”
(As the father and son begin to walk away, the mother stays behind to tell me one last thing.)
Mother: “You know dear, maybe you should get real dinosaurs. That way, you won’t have problems like this.” -
Change
2009-10-07 14:53:38
All I ever do is use the Journal to bitch. But as pissed as I am today will be different.... Today I will discuss:
.... Fluffy puppies!
.... Mashed potatoes :Q
.... A tall stein filled with cool refreshing Arrogant Bastard
.... Mac-n-Cheese on a stick
.... The fluff if a freshly trimmed beard
.... fishes
.... Autumn rain
.... Cattle grazing in the sun
.... Alien facehugger plusshies
.... Todd singing in the shower
.... Pesto
.... Dean's List
.... Porcupine mating season
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Oh the urge to kill.
2009-07-30 01:58:54
The assignment was simple enough, one week to shoot a 3.5 minute silent fil using 9 basic shots: EWS (Extreme Wide Shot), VWS (Very Wide Shot), WS (Wide Shot), MS (Mid Shot), MCU (Medium Close Up), CU (Close Up), ECU (Extreme Close Up), Two-Shot and (OSS) Over-the-Shoulder Shot. We had 48 hours to come up with a plot line, story-board it, get props ready and by the 3nd day be ready to shoot. Of course, overzealous as always, my group decides on a horror theme as there is a horror film festival at school in the next few weeks. The guidelines were easy enough, shoot sequentially (eg: no editing) and ensure all 9 shots are included. Of course on the first day of class I let it slip that I had editing experience, I guess day one I screwed myself. WE began setting up shots but since its not dark until after 9pm we would need a nighttime checkout. The earliest available was the following Monday and luckily no class on Tuesday so we get an extra night with the camera. Monday comes around, and as i am the closest to school (despite working that day) i went to go pick up the equipment and accepted responsibility for it. Thank GOD that nothing got broken during our shoots. I'll spare the full explanation but lets just say that as expected in a freshmen class, none of them had any film experience. DESPITE what I was told. Trust me, I just got done editing the video together.... yes... yes..... editing. MOTHER FUCK!! On day one all the other three did was piss, moan, and shoot the shit. The 2nd day was crunch time. i took the reigns and made shit happen. Bu sadly since we missed lord know how many hours on Monday there was no possible way to shoot sequentially. Now keep in mind, Monday I was up till well after 1am, Tuesday I finally got home just after midnight, tonight... well. I just got home. its 15 till 2am. D:< I have to be up for work at 6am, the rest of them don't have jobs, or nay responsibility. I have a wife, a career, and shit to mother fucking do! Basically they decided with out me ever knowing that I was destined to edit this by my goddamned lonesome. They bitched from Tuesday all the way until Monday when i finally had to say "look, [the teacher] said no editing. We can't break that rule." why the fuck not we broke every other rule. They wanted a dolly shot but had no dolly so we improvised with a wobbly cart... that looked like shit and will get us fucked. They wanted low shots but refused to use the tripod. For mother fuck sakes who shoots film without a stabilizer!? It was just one headache after another. Finally tonight after my class got out at 10pm I had to head over to the studio to figure out how to capture the footage..... yes, I had no idea. Basically my option were fail this project (which may happen anyway) or stay up well past my means, edit alone, learn all new hardware, and manage my personal life. all in a 3 hour window. it happened somehow. and while i was there the (self proclaimed) "camera expert" of our group had the audacity to tell me that he planned it from the start. It was all of my internal strength not to toss him through the window. so all last week begin up late working on pro, getting between 3-5 hours of sleep, this week end being up late and getting up at the ass-crack of dawn, and a full week, this week, of 3-4hour nights..... I am mother fucking exhausted.
And I think I am going to go sleep now. -
Daily Zen: 5/23/05
2005-05-23 13:58:01
Be glad you edit, for that is all it turns out we are worth.
Its funny how in the moment it hits that you need that shoulder the most no one is around to care. Family has turned their backs to you, friends are too damn slap jolly to give a shit for you, and so instead of venting the usual passive-aggressive manor, you turn to your oldest buddy: Jack Daniels. Somehow while it doesn?t ease the pain (sometimes makes all worse) it just doesn't matter because you have someone there who feels your pain. Be it an inanimate depressor that poisons you slowly and corrupts the delicate balance of your body, but damnit that buzz is what I really need to keep going. Besides, its one of the best editing tools one could ever have. You can get more inspiration whilst lit that you could nay other time of the day.
JOURNAL: Mr Pilkington (Just call me "Pilk" )
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