the longer i work in the dorms, the more i realize that these kids desperately need something like a life skills class. DESPERATELY. it pains me that some of these kids can't do simple things. i realize it's probably their first time away from home and all that but there are some things you should just KNOW, you know? so here is my idea of for Life Skills 101, a class that should be required for graduation, preferably taken in the first semester, some of these are specific to SF State, but maybe there could be a Life Skills 102 for living in an apartment off campus as well. you would have to pass L S 101 of course.
section one: how to, cleaning
-a clogged toilet: how to plunge, turn off the water, and clean up afterwards.
-a loose doorknob
-a screen that has fallen off: how to reattach it.
-how to mop a floor
-how to use a vacuum
-if you need maintenance, do not be vague, details are important.
-garbage goes into the garbage room. same with recyclables.
section two: mail
-how to use a mailbox: find number, key goes in, turn.
-what do to if you have someone else's mail!
-how to send mail
-when and what days the mail comes: no mail on Sunday, dorms don't get mail until 6pm.
-when you might have a package, and when you don't.
section three: following rules!
-don't drink in the dorms, we know you are not 21
-leave the fire alarms where they are
-quiet hours are there for a reason
section four: food
-using a microwave
-using an oven
-using a garbage disposal
-when the DC closes
-where to eat after hours
-who delivers?
section five: respect
-the RAs know more than you do, and always will.
-never, on any occasion is it okay to SCREAM in the lobby or hallways, unless someone is dying.
-be nice to the person who is helping you. or they won't help you, get it?
-chances are, we don't want to hear you singing, or your keys jangling or the horrendous scraping noise you make when you shuffle your feet, so stop it.
-music: if you have in-the-ear headphones and anyone else can hear it, it's amazing you aren't deaf already.
-remember, UPD is only a call away.
-spilling of any liquid (including vomit) is not okay in the hallways, elevators or lobby. seriously, ew. find a trashcan.
section six: laundry
-different loads for different colors
-different water temperatures
-detergent
-bleach
-dryers and their settings
section seven: keys
-at all times, take your keys. ALWAYS.
-no matter how nicely or repeatedly you ask me, i will never give you a key without writing it down. you getting charged $50 is not an equal exchange for me possibly losing my job.
-if your key doesn't work, tell us.
-take your keys with you at all times.
section eight: miscellaneous
-telephones: voice mail, etc. also, how there isn't service in the lobby.
-labor: we are not it. bring your own.
-furniture: some of it's attached. check on that.
-if you lose your card, get a new one. i'm not going to get up every time to let you in.
-why you should really go to class: a breakdown of how much school is costing you and why it would suck to fail.
section nine: beyond the dorms; a look to the future
-how to write a check
-avoiding credict card debt
-how to find a roommate
-where to find an apartment
-when school isn't right for you
-where to find a job (maybe)
**so it's a work in progress. i think its going pretty well, right? i would have taken it freshman year. does anyone else have any other suggestions? i will gladly add them in and make sure you get credit.
1.28.2007
1.27.2007
ruth, this is for you
OH HO HOOOO! only a day after i got a request from my friend ruth to hate more things so she would have something to read, i come across this little gem:
http://news.yahoo.com/s/ap/20070123/ap_on_re_us/flight_tantrum_1
a family of three is thrown off a plane because their three-year-old daughter is having a tantrum and wouldn't be seated.
well. let me say, i was going to write a post on this anyway because on my flight to chicago a mere five days before christmas, i had to sit next to an annoying little kid who refused to sit still. he kicked me and the seat in front of him continually for FOUR AND A HALF HOURS. seriously, no. he wouldn't listen to either of his parents at all. oooh it was soooooooo annoying. when his dad tried to get him to stop, he started whining. not crying, just kind of uuuuuuuuuuuuuunnnnnnnnnnnnnhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!ing. gah, children.
anyway, so onto this story. i ENJOY this story so much. i am right there with the flight attendants asking the family to leave. for one, they were following FAA guidelines. she was over two years old, so she needed to be in her seat. they were already delayed 15 minutes, and this would have just delayed them longer. the attendants were just doing their job. chances are the kid would have been screaming throughout the flight, and it's not like it was her first flight (they were flying home) so don't try that excuse anyone. so thank you AirTran attendants! i applaud your decision to save that airplane of people the annoyance of yet another screaming child.
i get that people want to travel with their children. just like they take them to stores and to restaurants. but i LOATHE the fact that some parents let their children run about willy nilly! i realize i am not an expert, because i don't have kids and haven't had to take a child on an outing that wasn't under the age of 8. BUT i also see parents who have well-behaved children who sit quietly, don't bother other people, and listen to their parents. it makes me so angry at those parents who just watch their kids run around with this look on their face like, "oh look, how cute. oh, children..." its ridiculous. it is NOT okay to let your child do that. unless they are on a playground or some other designated play area. not only is it disruptive of everyone around you (how many times have you been almost collided into by some child RUNNING down the aisle at the grocery store?) but it also tells your kid that they can do whatever they want. no. so i guess i'm going into a little bit of parenting. (again, no experience, and i don't intend to, not for a long while anyway). i am a believer in making sure your kid knows that there are rules and they need to follow them. i have asked my parents about how it was when my sister and i were growing up. apparently we were well-behaved because if we weren't my dad would make us leave. i guess there was one incident where one of us was having a bit of a tantrum at a restaurant, and he we paid and left. there was no tolerating it. growing up we knew the rules, and if we disobeyed we were punished. and for the most part, i think i turned out okay. i'm getting off the point here. children need to have boundaries. i find it completely unacceptable for any child to run around a store or yell in a restaurant. and, if your kid is having a tantrum on a plane, and they kick you off, bully for you. you know what family? you should know better, and why do you have a child on an expensive airline anyway? you paid almost $600 for three tickets. screaming children belong on cheap airlines that poor people like me are forced to fly on.
i wait for the day i will be able to fly on an airline that doesn't allow children as passengers. i don't know if one exists, even if it does, i can't afford it. but one of these days... one of these days!
http://news.yahoo.com/s/ap/20070123/ap_on_re_us/flight_tantrum_1
a family of three is thrown off a plane because their three-year-old daughter is having a tantrum and wouldn't be seated.
well. let me say, i was going to write a post on this anyway because on my flight to chicago a mere five days before christmas, i had to sit next to an annoying little kid who refused to sit still. he kicked me and the seat in front of him continually for FOUR AND A HALF HOURS. seriously, no. he wouldn't listen to either of his parents at all. oooh it was soooooooo annoying. when his dad tried to get him to stop, he started whining. not crying, just kind of uuuuuuuuuuuuuunnnnnnnnnnnnnhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!ing. gah, children.
anyway, so onto this story. i ENJOY this story so much. i am right there with the flight attendants asking the family to leave. for one, they were following FAA guidelines. she was over two years old, so she needed to be in her seat. they were already delayed 15 minutes, and this would have just delayed them longer. the attendants were just doing their job. chances are the kid would have been screaming throughout the flight, and it's not like it was her first flight (they were flying home) so don't try that excuse anyone. so thank you AirTran attendants! i applaud your decision to save that airplane of people the annoyance of yet another screaming child.
i get that people want to travel with their children. just like they take them to stores and to restaurants. but i LOATHE the fact that some parents let their children run about willy nilly! i realize i am not an expert, because i don't have kids and haven't had to take a child on an outing that wasn't under the age of 8. BUT i also see parents who have well-behaved children who sit quietly, don't bother other people, and listen to their parents. it makes me so angry at those parents who just watch their kids run around with this look on their face like, "oh look, how cute. oh, children..." its ridiculous. it is NOT okay to let your child do that. unless they are on a playground or some other designated play area. not only is it disruptive of everyone around you (how many times have you been almost collided into by some child RUNNING down the aisle at the grocery store?) but it also tells your kid that they can do whatever they want. no. so i guess i'm going into a little bit of parenting. (again, no experience, and i don't intend to, not for a long while anyway). i am a believer in making sure your kid knows that there are rules and they need to follow them. i have asked my parents about how it was when my sister and i were growing up. apparently we were well-behaved because if we weren't my dad would make us leave. i guess there was one incident where one of us was having a bit of a tantrum at a restaurant, and he we paid and left. there was no tolerating it. growing up we knew the rules, and if we disobeyed we were punished. and for the most part, i think i turned out okay. i'm getting off the point here. children need to have boundaries. i find it completely unacceptable for any child to run around a store or yell in a restaurant. and, if your kid is having a tantrum on a plane, and they kick you off, bully for you. you know what family? you should know better, and why do you have a child on an expensive airline anyway? you paid almost $600 for three tickets. screaming children belong on cheap airlines that poor people like me are forced to fly on.
i wait for the day i will be able to fly on an airline that doesn't allow children as passengers. i don't know if one exists, even if it does, i can't afford it. but one of these days... one of these days!
1.04.2007
ugh, there are 11 of them?!
so today i am going to talk about a... plague that has taken over. some "genius" had an idea about a niche of the music market that hadn't been explored. you know what came out of it? KIDZ BOP. this is seriously one of the most disturbing things i have seen. i thoroughly HATE this product. it creeps me out to no end. in theory it seems like a brilliant idea. i think not. you get kids, CHILDREN, to sing popular songs. on paper, sure that seems great. but the songs they have these kids sing! oh my god. gnarls barkley's "crazy" (11), fuel's "bad day" (10), black eyed peas "pump it" (10, and i yeah, um, ever read the lyrics?), weezer's "beverley hills" (9), green day's "boulevard of broken dreams" (8), bowling for soup's "1985" (7), britney spears's "toxic" (6), jet's "are you gonna be my girl" (6), outkast's "hey ya" (5), dobie gray's (i think thats right) "drift away" (4), j.lo's "jenny from the block" (4), jimmy eat world's "the middle" (3), pink's "dont let me get me" (3), 3 doors down's "kryptonite" (2), ricky martin's "livin la vida loca" (1), blink-182's "all the small things" (1), and soooooooooooo many others.
does this disturb anyone else? now, im not about censoring music or not letting kids listen to certain things. mostly because i think its up to the parents to decide, and educate their children about what they are listening to, and what they issues are, so on and so forth. BUT, when you have kids singing these songs, thats just a totally different level. now im assuming that they change some of the lyrics. i mean, god i would HOPE so, seeing as some of the songs i listed discuss things that aren't meant for children. i dont know it just really creeps me out. i get that kids are attracted to music even if they dont know what the lyrics mean, i know as a kid i did the same thing. i was a HUGE fan of garth brook's "ive got friends in low places" and didnt have a clue about what he was talking about. but to have kids singing to other kids these songs, makes them think its okay... and its really not. maybe its because i dont have kids. but i think if i heard some kid singing "livin la vida loca" i would be shocked. ::shudder:: it just freaks me out to noooooooo end. yet at the same time, im slightly intrigued and im tempted to see if they have it at the library, just so i can be thoroughly creeped out, and at the same time say that at least i listened to it, even if its after i publish this.
oh god. it just creeps me out so much. like leering old guy across the street from a playground creepy. EW.
does this disturb anyone else? now, im not about censoring music or not letting kids listen to certain things. mostly because i think its up to the parents to decide, and educate their children about what they are listening to, and what they issues are, so on and so forth. BUT, when you have kids singing these songs, thats just a totally different level. now im assuming that they change some of the lyrics. i mean, god i would HOPE so, seeing as some of the songs i listed discuss things that aren't meant for children. i dont know it just really creeps me out. i get that kids are attracted to music even if they dont know what the lyrics mean, i know as a kid i did the same thing. i was a HUGE fan of garth brook's "ive got friends in low places" and didnt have a clue about what he was talking about. but to have kids singing to other kids these songs, makes them think its okay... and its really not. maybe its because i dont have kids. but i think if i heard some kid singing "livin la vida loca" i would be shocked. ::shudder:: it just freaks me out to noooooooo end. yet at the same time, im slightly intrigued and im tempted to see if they have it at the library, just so i can be thoroughly creeped out, and at the same time say that at least i listened to it, even if its after i publish this.
oh god. it just creeps me out so much. like leering old guy across the street from a playground creepy. EW.
12.26.2006
those lovely holidays
i am yet another one of those disgruntled, unhappy shoppers you see standing in line the day before christmas, shooting daggers from their eyes.
im kind of over christmas. this year didnt seem like christmas at all. it was kind of bizzare. xmas is really for little kids and familys that drink. (my family, for the most part, is not part of that second group. i think we would all have a little more fun if we were).
SO in that lovely vein, here are my complaints with the holiday season. in no particular order because i'll probably just randomly think of them.
-ridiculous shopping thats starts before thanksgiving now. seriously.
-people. now, i usually hate people, but a lot of people (myself being included sometimes) get a special kind of stupid around the holidays. like they forget how to walk in a store, or act in a crowd. it drives me crazy.
-drivers. oh my dear GOD. admittedly, it wasnt as bad this year because it didnt snow, but people just get dumb. take the first open spot you see, because you arent going to get anything thats all that close. and if you are able-bodied, then leave the close spots for those who arent.
-the movies. everything seems to have an upbeat ending, and someone finds their christmas spirit. suck on that. i know i didnt find my christmas spirit this year. and there are a few that make me cry (especially when im not home from school yet). ugh, and even worse are the ones i HAAATE. i actually hate "A Christmas Story". i hate it. really. the kid annoys me and i hope he shoots his eye out. the only good parts of that movie is the kid who licks the pole and gets stuck and the leg lamp. also, "It's A Wonderful Life" is okay... but zuzu's voice grates my nerves. but they both get over-played before christmas even comes.
-the hype. i guess this comes back to me not finding my xmas spirit. for our family, the holidays havent really been all that good to us as of the last few years. as much as i would like to believe in xmas miracles, i have yet to see one that wasnt written for a made for tv movie with some random semi-celebrity. for those who dont know, im not religious. my parents are different religions, so we never went to church and my sister and i arent baptized. (::shock face!:: for some people, i know). However, i used to find xmas really fun, even after we stopped getting toys and such. after i went to college, i was usually happy to be home (it comes in phases) and actually enjoyed the company of my family. this year there are no warm fuzzy feelings... am i jaded?
and lastly, the blatant commercialism i 'buy' into every year (heh heh, i made a pun). as michael from the office puts it so nicely, a present is a physical thing you can touch and show people and say, i love you this many dollars worth. (thats paraphrased...) unfortunately im not nearly as crafty as i thought i was, and i never have time to make anything for anyone. i mean, my freshman year at sfsu, everyone got bottles of ocean because i was poor and had mini water bottles. thats about as far as my craft goes. i never know what to get anyone, so i end up getting things that they will probably never use, or get that general nail-kit gift for one of my female relatives (erin, if you read this, i actually got that for you though, it was purposeful). its kind of lame, and i feel even lamer (or a lamer... hah) for going along with it. i try to get things that people actually want (netflix subscriptions are THE BEST) but im pretty sure i get things that dont really have a purpose or cant be used (like the ginormous ornament i got my mom. i thought they were much smaller).
so these are my issues. i listened to christmas music to get myself all spirited up... no luck.
i dont know. i guess it just wasnt a christmas-y kind of year.
im kind of over christmas. this year didnt seem like christmas at all. it was kind of bizzare. xmas is really for little kids and familys that drink. (my family, for the most part, is not part of that second group. i think we would all have a little more fun if we were).
SO in that lovely vein, here are my complaints with the holiday season. in no particular order because i'll probably just randomly think of them.
-ridiculous shopping thats starts before thanksgiving now. seriously.
-people. now, i usually hate people, but a lot of people (myself being included sometimes) get a special kind of stupid around the holidays. like they forget how to walk in a store, or act in a crowd. it drives me crazy.
-drivers. oh my dear GOD. admittedly, it wasnt as bad this year because it didnt snow, but people just get dumb. take the first open spot you see, because you arent going to get anything thats all that close. and if you are able-bodied, then leave the close spots for those who arent.
-the movies. everything seems to have an upbeat ending, and someone finds their christmas spirit. suck on that. i know i didnt find my christmas spirit this year. and there are a few that make me cry (especially when im not home from school yet). ugh, and even worse are the ones i HAAATE. i actually hate "A Christmas Story". i hate it. really. the kid annoys me and i hope he shoots his eye out. the only good parts of that movie is the kid who licks the pole and gets stuck and the leg lamp. also, "It's A Wonderful Life" is okay... but zuzu's voice grates my nerves. but they both get over-played before christmas even comes.
-the hype. i guess this comes back to me not finding my xmas spirit. for our family, the holidays havent really been all that good to us as of the last few years. as much as i would like to believe in xmas miracles, i have yet to see one that wasnt written for a made for tv movie with some random semi-celebrity. for those who dont know, im not religious. my parents are different religions, so we never went to church and my sister and i arent baptized. (::shock face!:: for some people, i know). However, i used to find xmas really fun, even after we stopped getting toys and such. after i went to college, i was usually happy to be home (it comes in phases) and actually enjoyed the company of my family. this year there are no warm fuzzy feelings... am i jaded?
and lastly, the blatant commercialism i 'buy' into every year (heh heh, i made a pun). as michael from the office puts it so nicely, a present is a physical thing you can touch and show people and say, i love you this many dollars worth. (thats paraphrased...) unfortunately im not nearly as crafty as i thought i was, and i never have time to make anything for anyone. i mean, my freshman year at sfsu, everyone got bottles of ocean because i was poor and had mini water bottles. thats about as far as my craft goes. i never know what to get anyone, so i end up getting things that they will probably never use, or get that general nail-kit gift for one of my female relatives (erin, if you read this, i actually got that for you though, it was purposeful). its kind of lame, and i feel even lamer (or a lamer... hah) for going along with it. i try to get things that people actually want (netflix subscriptions are THE BEST) but im pretty sure i get things that dont really have a purpose or cant be used (like the ginormous ornament i got my mom. i thought they were much smaller).
so these are my issues. i listened to christmas music to get myself all spirited up... no luck.
i dont know. i guess it just wasnt a christmas-y kind of year.
12.15.2006
oh MUNI!
so this post is kind of love/hate/amused post.
so last night i get on the M to come to work, its about 11:15. now, i get on at castro, which is the last/first stop because they are doing "improvements" or whatever, and the car is supposed to be empty because they make everyone get off. not last night, there are these two guys passed OUT in two seats. and i mean out cold. one guy is laying on his back, sprawled out, one shoe on his chest and the other guy is sitting up but leaning back. so we all get on and are laughing at them. i mean, its got to be bad if the muni guy cant wake you up to get you off the train.
at forest hill, this guy gets on. he starts yelling about the lying hippies on haight and how they did/ tried to steal his/ his mom's ipod. he told the story 4 times, once to each part of the train, and each time his story changed. the most disturbing part of all of it is how he talked about how he beat up the stealing hippy. first it just started as beating but his last story included a 10-minute face stomping. scaaaaaaaaaary. and dude is SCREAMING and very obviously drunk. personally i have never encountered the stealing hippies... but you never know what might happen. so he gets off at west portal, still yelling about the lying cheating hippies and the muni guy actually stops and gets out of his little room and walks through the car letting us know hes stopped so muni police can come and pull of the passed out guys. by the time they show up, it takes them like 10 minutes to pull them off the train. i mean these guys dont want to move. apparently they had been on there for 2 hours already. woah. the one guy was holding onto a pole for dear life after he finally stood up. i have no idea what they had drank/ what they were on, but it was a bit too much. when the muni police got the first guy off the train the first thing he did was pass out on the bench. it was totally hardcore. a girl got it all on video with her phone. im kind of hoping it shows up on youtube eventually. if so, i will edit and post a link because its kind of hard to even believe it actually happened and that i witnessed it.
the love part of this post was the muni driver. he was great and wasnt angry about anything. he apologized if any of us were going to work, but i told him that i was pretty sure everyone here wouldnt mind that i was late because two dudes had passed out on the muni. i actually got here fairly early anyway.
thus my entertaining muni ride. i was mostly amused. not with the hippie hater though, he was kind of frightening and annoying and i wanted to talk back to him, but i figured that would just make things worse.
what i actually hate at this moment? i have a half hour left of work. an hour and a half before i can sleep. im so freaking tired.
so last night i get on the M to come to work, its about 11:15. now, i get on at castro, which is the last/first stop because they are doing "improvements" or whatever, and the car is supposed to be empty because they make everyone get off. not last night, there are these two guys passed OUT in two seats. and i mean out cold. one guy is laying on his back, sprawled out, one shoe on his chest and the other guy is sitting up but leaning back. so we all get on and are laughing at them. i mean, its got to be bad if the muni guy cant wake you up to get you off the train.
at forest hill, this guy gets on. he starts yelling about the lying hippies on haight and how they did/ tried to steal his/ his mom's ipod. he told the story 4 times, once to each part of the train, and each time his story changed. the most disturbing part of all of it is how he talked about how he beat up the stealing hippy. first it just started as beating but his last story included a 10-minute face stomping. scaaaaaaaaaary. and dude is SCREAMING and very obviously drunk. personally i have never encountered the stealing hippies... but you never know what might happen. so he gets off at west portal, still yelling about the lying cheating hippies and the muni guy actually stops and gets out of his little room and walks through the car letting us know hes stopped so muni police can come and pull of the passed out guys. by the time they show up, it takes them like 10 minutes to pull them off the train. i mean these guys dont want to move. apparently they had been on there for 2 hours already. woah. the one guy was holding onto a pole for dear life after he finally stood up. i have no idea what they had drank/ what they were on, but it was a bit too much. when the muni police got the first guy off the train the first thing he did was pass out on the bench. it was totally hardcore. a girl got it all on video with her phone. im kind of hoping it shows up on youtube eventually. if so, i will edit and post a link because its kind of hard to even believe it actually happened and that i witnessed it.
the love part of this post was the muni driver. he was great and wasnt angry about anything. he apologized if any of us were going to work, but i told him that i was pretty sure everyone here wouldnt mind that i was late because two dudes had passed out on the muni. i actually got here fairly early anyway.
thus my entertaining muni ride. i was mostly amused. not with the hippie hater though, he was kind of frightening and annoying and i wanted to talk back to him, but i figured that would just make things worse.
what i actually hate at this moment? i have a half hour left of work. an hour and a half before i can sleep. im so freaking tired.
12.13.2006
another prop shop themed post!
alright. again... the prop shop apparently attracts a lot of dumb people. (does that make me sound elitist?) anyway.
first: this guy comes down and asks for a screen he reserved. we recently decided the screen (which was hand-made and HUGE) should be main stage only, meaning only main stage theatre productions can use it. so we put it in the catacombs (a creepy room with dim lights, dripping water and possible asbestos) so people wouldnt take it. i had to tell him like five times that he couldn't have it. and he keeps trying and trying and i just keep telling him that there is no possible way that i can let him have it. he sucked. he tried to guilt trip me. welcome to life dude, not everything is going to work out for you.
second: tons of people keep leaving their stuff in the hallway. and i cant even find a sheet for it. i vaguely remember checking the props out, but i cant for the life of me remember who checked them out. this is incredibly frustrating. know whats even better? we get to put them all away. um, no. not my job. there is now a bed on a frame added to the pile and i have no idea where it came from.
third: the actual storage place is a MESS. its ridiculous. we lost some of our shelving because they put in a lift for a show, and its still there. also, the props from our last mainstage show did not get put away in the right places. we need more man power.
so i keep trying to tell myself that people arent used to checking out props and they dont know where things go, but really. i think you can put things back where similar things go, right? lets not even talk about how people dont know how to fold soft goods and the small hand props room looked like a thrift store threw up in there.
if people would take the time to read the freaking rules and think about what they are doing we would not have this problem. allison and i are cracking DOWN next semester.
first: this guy comes down and asks for a screen he reserved. we recently decided the screen (which was hand-made and HUGE) should be main stage only, meaning only main stage theatre productions can use it. so we put it in the catacombs (a creepy room with dim lights, dripping water and possible asbestos) so people wouldnt take it. i had to tell him like five times that he couldn't have it. and he keeps trying and trying and i just keep telling him that there is no possible way that i can let him have it. he sucked. he tried to guilt trip me. welcome to life dude, not everything is going to work out for you.
second: tons of people keep leaving their stuff in the hallway. and i cant even find a sheet for it. i vaguely remember checking the props out, but i cant for the life of me remember who checked them out. this is incredibly frustrating. know whats even better? we get to put them all away. um, no. not my job. there is now a bed on a frame added to the pile and i have no idea where it came from.
third: the actual storage place is a MESS. its ridiculous. we lost some of our shelving because they put in a lift for a show, and its still there. also, the props from our last mainstage show did not get put away in the right places. we need more man power.
so i keep trying to tell myself that people arent used to checking out props and they dont know where things go, but really. i think you can put things back where similar things go, right? lets not even talk about how people dont know how to fold soft goods and the small hand props room looked like a thrift store threw up in there.
if people would take the time to read the freaking rules and think about what they are doing we would not have this problem. allison and i are cracking DOWN next semester.
11.28.2006
oh holiday travel!
So im sure this is a problem a lot of people have.
the seats on the airplane are pretty freaking small. and, i fly bargain airlines because i am poor, so of course there isnt going to be ass-tons of room or anything. i get that. i have flown enough to understand that concept. i also know that there are always a lot of people flying around the holidays, so there are full flights and all that jazz. i always try to get a window seat because i get that extra inch of room between me and the window. so the real reason of this rant? the lady sitting next to me kept jabbing me with her elbow while she was sleeping, and as a result i couldnt sleep. so i jab her back of course, and it has no effect whatsoever on her. wtf?
now, when i do actually sleep on the plane (i got about an hour on this 4.5 hour flight!), i always keep my arms crossed, to keep myself warm and to keep it out of the way of the person next to me. did this lady have the same consideration? no. she kept her hands interlaced on her lap, therefore spilling her elbows into both of the side seats. that is so incredibly rude.
so, lady who sat in the middle with the fugly purple sweater: your elbow behavior is unacceptable, and if you dont like sitting in the middle seat, maybe you shouldnt be one of the last people to board the plane. suck it up like the rest of us.
short rant tonight... for i am incredibly tired and almost falling asleep at the keyboard.
up and coming blogs!
-things no one ever needs: courtesy of the SKYMALL catalog (coming in january)
-how i hate my upstairs neighbors
-how im upset my parents are selling my car
the seats on the airplane are pretty freaking small. and, i fly bargain airlines because i am poor, so of course there isnt going to be ass-tons of room or anything. i get that. i have flown enough to understand that concept. i also know that there are always a lot of people flying around the holidays, so there are full flights and all that jazz. i always try to get a window seat because i get that extra inch of room between me and the window. so the real reason of this rant? the lady sitting next to me kept jabbing me with her elbow while she was sleeping, and as a result i couldnt sleep. so i jab her back of course, and it has no effect whatsoever on her. wtf?
now, when i do actually sleep on the plane (i got about an hour on this 4.5 hour flight!), i always keep my arms crossed, to keep myself warm and to keep it out of the way of the person next to me. did this lady have the same consideration? no. she kept her hands interlaced on her lap, therefore spilling her elbows into both of the side seats. that is so incredibly rude.
so, lady who sat in the middle with the fugly purple sweater: your elbow behavior is unacceptable, and if you dont like sitting in the middle seat, maybe you shouldnt be one of the last people to board the plane. suck it up like the rest of us.
short rant tonight... for i am incredibly tired and almost falling asleep at the keyboard.
up and coming blogs!
-things no one ever needs: courtesy of the SKYMALL catalog (coming in january)
-how i hate my upstairs neighbors
-how im upset my parents are selling my car
11.12.2006
thank you old man at ACT.
a bit of background first: i have a full season subscription to ACT (american conservatory theatre) here in SF. being a subscriber is awesome, you can change your ticket if you cant make it to the show you are scheduled. so this last show, i had to resched because i signed up for thursdays, and now that i work that night, it just doesnt work. when you resched they give you a different seat and, this season, i am subscribed by myself, so i sit with a bunch of people i dont know.
so i go on wednesday and i got there really early because i didnt go home first, so i went shopping, and i was sitting in my seat reading my lush newsletter to pass the time, and an old man sat next to me a few minutes before the show started. little did i know that there were to incredibly uncomfortable intermissions in store for me. this is not why im complaining. in the first one, he kept talking to me. i usually gave short answers, but that did not stop him. BUT what really got me was his insistance that i be an actress. im not raining on any actresses right now, but im a tech for a reason. when i first told him that, i got the normal "i have no idea what you are talking about look" and then i explained. after a short pause, he was like "if you were offered a really good role, would you take it?" i said no, he wanted to know why, i said i didnt act, and he wouldnt take that for an answer. so heres my problem, which was put elegantly into words by my roommate: why can't people accept the fact that some female techs CHOSE to be techs and arent failed actors? i am not an actress, nor do i want to be. sure, i like to have my moment in the spotlight every now and then, but i dont want that to be in the form of acting. no no no. i cant act anyway. damn you old man and not accepting the fact that i like to build things and thats why im at school (he thought this was an answer lacking in substance when he asked what i was learning).
also, if im looking away from you and dont really expound on answers, i probably dont want to talk to you. a little insight, though this used to be a phobia of mine, i now look people directly in the eyes when i want to speak with them. except when im in the car, because that is a safety issue.
this one isnt super angry. maybe i really dont hate everything
so i go on wednesday and i got there really early because i didnt go home first, so i went shopping, and i was sitting in my seat reading my lush newsletter to pass the time, and an old man sat next to me a few minutes before the show started. little did i know that there were to incredibly uncomfortable intermissions in store for me. this is not why im complaining. in the first one, he kept talking to me. i usually gave short answers, but that did not stop him. BUT what really got me was his insistance that i be an actress. im not raining on any actresses right now, but im a tech for a reason. when i first told him that, i got the normal "i have no idea what you are talking about look" and then i explained. after a short pause, he was like "if you were offered a really good role, would you take it?" i said no, he wanted to know why, i said i didnt act, and he wouldnt take that for an answer. so heres my problem, which was put elegantly into words by my roommate: why can't people accept the fact that some female techs CHOSE to be techs and arent failed actors? i am not an actress, nor do i want to be. sure, i like to have my moment in the spotlight every now and then, but i dont want that to be in the form of acting. no no no. i cant act anyway. damn you old man and not accepting the fact that i like to build things and thats why im at school (he thought this was an answer lacking in substance when he asked what i was learning).
also, if im looking away from you and dont really expound on answers, i probably dont want to talk to you. a little insight, though this used to be a phobia of mine, i now look people directly in the eyes when i want to speak with them. except when im in the car, because that is a safety issue.
this one isnt super angry. maybe i really dont hate everything
11.10.2006
prop shop themed... OOOH!
okay. so, theres a pretty big chance that im going to be complaining about the prop shop a lot, mostly because i spend a lot of time in there, and apparently it can be the land of stupid people.
also, a little side note, im sure you all have noticed that im not a huge fan of capitalization or puncuation. this i attribute to lazyness and being really used to auto correct in word. if it bothers you, start your own blog and complain about me. really, you will feel better.
HOKAY, so.
today was crazy busy in the p.shop. a bunch of the cinema kids are shooting stuff this weekend, (probably because its a 3 day), so there were three people picking up props at the same time from cinema, an off campus alum (who is super sweet by the way and i love him) and a lady from the music department. so, we have like 4 carts, but two of them have gigantic radios on them right now. did i know this? no. i am not a CATS member. so ive got all these people and they are all like "BLAASAH I NEED A CART" and im trying to find them, and its so not working. the lady from the music department isnt supposed to lift things i guess, but there were no available carts, and shes complaining to me that she is on a time limit. okay, lady, you are nice and all, and didnt give me trouble before, but it is not my fault we dont have that many freaking carts and you didnt get here before the assload of other people did. also, its not my freaking job to help you move your shit. seriously, its not in my job description. but i helped you anyway because you are my elder and well, thats the polite thing to do.
onto the cinema kids. could you have any more props? one girl had three pages worth. seriously, when you bring those back, you better put them back where they go, or i will be blacklisting you in a heartbeat. AND other CINE kid, get on the bandwagon, you cant have our mainstage props. see that little tag? THAT MEANS NO. we have told you three times already. THREE. and no, you cant go in the catacombs. we show you them so you know they are there, and to taunt you.
also, if it looks like im freaking out a little bit, do not pester me with your stupid questions! if i am juggling three clipboards and checking people out, wait your freaking turn and i will get to you when i am finished. and how many times do i have to tell people... YOU CANT HAVE THE WICKER. its in the rules. read them, dammit. they are posted in two different places. your ignorance is not an excuse. thats in the rules too. know what else it says in there? i can blacklist you if i feel like it. i dont need any sort of reason, except that you pissed me off. sweet. read it, its right there. it also says we can close off part of the shop if it gets too messy and then no one can rent from there. we might do that too.
POWER TRIP!
oh, but really, know what made this day THE BEST?! CB found a dude sleeping in the platform room. i have no freaking idea how he got in there, but really... wtf? only today would that have happened. only today. or yesterday rather. it is now officially FRIDAY.
::end rant::
also, a little side note, im sure you all have noticed that im not a huge fan of capitalization or puncuation. this i attribute to lazyness and being really used to auto correct in word. if it bothers you, start your own blog and complain about me. really, you will feel better.
HOKAY, so.
today was crazy busy in the p.shop. a bunch of the cinema kids are shooting stuff this weekend, (probably because its a 3 day), so there were three people picking up props at the same time from cinema, an off campus alum (who is super sweet by the way and i love him) and a lady from the music department. so, we have like 4 carts, but two of them have gigantic radios on them right now. did i know this? no. i am not a CATS member. so ive got all these people and they are all like "BLAASAH I NEED A CART" and im trying to find them, and its so not working. the lady from the music department isnt supposed to lift things i guess, but there were no available carts, and shes complaining to me that she is on a time limit. okay, lady, you are nice and all, and didnt give me trouble before, but it is not my fault we dont have that many freaking carts and you didnt get here before the assload of other people did. also, its not my freaking job to help you move your shit. seriously, its not in my job description. but i helped you anyway because you are my elder and well, thats the polite thing to do.
onto the cinema kids. could you have any more props? one girl had three pages worth. seriously, when you bring those back, you better put them back where they go, or i will be blacklisting you in a heartbeat. AND other CINE kid, get on the bandwagon, you cant have our mainstage props. see that little tag? THAT MEANS NO. we have told you three times already. THREE. and no, you cant go in the catacombs. we show you them so you know they are there, and to taunt you.
also, if it looks like im freaking out a little bit, do not pester me with your stupid questions! if i am juggling three clipboards and checking people out, wait your freaking turn and i will get to you when i am finished. and how many times do i have to tell people... YOU CANT HAVE THE WICKER. its in the rules. read them, dammit. they are posted in two different places. your ignorance is not an excuse. thats in the rules too. know what else it says in there? i can blacklist you if i feel like it. i dont need any sort of reason, except that you pissed me off. sweet. read it, its right there. it also says we can close off part of the shop if it gets too messy and then no one can rent from there. we might do that too.
POWER TRIP!
oh, but really, know what made this day THE BEST?! CB found a dude sleeping in the platform room. i have no freaking idea how he got in there, but really... wtf? only today would that have happened. only today. or yesterday rather. it is now officially FRIDAY.
::end rant::
11.05.2006
Welcome!
yes, yes, i know. i have an assload of "blogs" already, why do i need another one?
this one is strictly complain/ praise about the world around me. fun, eh?
i actually got the idea from 'dude' from school. on friday, he came into the prop shop and said that i hate everything. that i am a hater. he even said it was on the internet at aimeehateseverything.com. well... this is close enough. i don't everything. just almost everything.
is everyone ready?
complaint #1: people who make their cars louder than they already are.
what the hell? there is a reason it is required to have a muffler. gah, it drives me crazy, seeing these cars that are waaaay way too loud. especially when they are sitting at the light in front of the apartment and then they zoom off, because, oh my god they are SO cool. you are not cool. sound pollution sucks. maybe you are compensating for something?
this one is strictly complain/ praise about the world around me. fun, eh?
i actually got the idea from 'dude' from school. on friday, he came into the prop shop and said that i hate everything. that i am a hater. he even said it was on the internet at aimeehateseverything.com. well... this is close enough. i don't everything. just almost everything.
is everyone ready?
complaint #1: people who make their cars louder than they already are.
what the hell? there is a reason it is required to have a muffler. gah, it drives me crazy, seeing these cars that are waaaay way too loud. especially when they are sitting at the light in front of the apartment and then they zoom off, because, oh my god they are SO cool. you are not cool. sound pollution sucks. maybe you are compensating for something?
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