Thursday, March 31, 2005

Trouble, Trouble?

What to do?

Here I was thinking I was in a bit of trouble or at least going to be subjected to a little more supervision becaue of a few mistakes I've made in reporting daily numbers. Not so much. The annoyed guy shouldn't be telling me what to do in the first place. Secondly, he shouldn't have access to the numbers he wants to reveiw daily. This place operates like a disfunctional family. Being told I'm in trouble with the CEO isn't fun, especially when I'm not.

I need to get better at telling people to piss off if they don't really need to know what they're asking for. The problem is... there's nobody to tell me who is allowed to have what.

Wednesday, March 30, 2005

Suburban Life: Rowdy Reunion 2005

Cat has posted possible dates for the Rowdie Region Reunion!
Go vote for your favorites!.. NOW!

Suburban Life: Rowdy Reunion 2005

True Underdog Story

http://www.wired.com/wired/archive/13.04/robot.html?pg=1&topic=robot&topic_set=

A group of high school students (all undocumented immigrants no less) won a underwater robot contest. Their budget? $800 The budget of MIT? $11,000 A good read and probably soon to be a movie of the week.

Tuesday, March 29, 2005

Didn't really see this one coming...

http://vnutravel.typepad.com/misoapbox/2005/03/but_seriously_f.html

"Yesterday, the Windjammer Barefoot Cruises ship, S.V. Polynesia, arrived in Nevisian waters and requested permission to anchor off Pinney’s Beach where passengers would be ferried to the Jetty in downtown Charlestown. Representatives from the Port Authority, Customs and Immigration Departments boarded the ship early yesterday morning for routine clearance procedures to find that the majority of the passengers were naked. After extensive discussion with the Captain, the decision was made to deny permission for the Polynesia to disembark passengers to down town Charlestown. This decision was made, very simply, because our authorities were not given reasonable assurance that these passengers, who are all members of a clothing-optional group known as Gay Naturists International, would respect our constitutional laws and standards of public decency here in the Federation."

Monday, March 28, 2005

Only a Hop, Skip and a Tank of Gas Away

Who doesn't like getting out of work early? Man that was sweet. After leaving early, I met Heather in the Carribou Coffee down in the lobby and we had lunch together. Then we walked over to the office where she's having her interview... right now. It's not the coolest or nicest looking building, but who knows. We then walked back to the train station to get a feel for the timing and headed back out to the 'thrille. We watched some TV, some movies and had a nice relaxed dinner together.

I had to get up early the next morning and that was kinda rough. Getting to Indianapolis by 11am required getting up at 6am. Thank goodness I brought my laptop and FM modulator. Happy music helps the sleepies go away. And I arrived right on time for my neice's birthday festivities. She's such a cutie and has such a special place for me in her heart. I always get a smile from her. (Though I must admit, timing is critical.) We watched the Incredibles as a group and all laughed appropriately. One of the best movies in a long time.

Up early again the next morning to watch over my youngest nephew as everybody went to church. Thankfully he took a nap. Then it was off to my uncle's in West Lafayette for an amazing dinner/lunch. And all the other Easter traditions like easter egg hunts and gobs of candy. And then home again.

Dad and I are abandoned this week. Mom stayed in Indy to take care of Norah while her day care goes on spring break. I should probably call and warn Pop not to make dinner for me too.

Today brought about the start of my 4th week at this job. It's important because the 31st is pay day. Also important to note is that I signed my first hotel contract today. Further, it's supposed to be 70F around here tomorrow.

Spring is coming.

Friday, March 25, 2005

Not the lesser - but not as evil either

So here are today's twists.

A lot of people have good friday off. Not I. Also, everybody seems to be here in the office. There is, however, a good deal of winking and side of nose tapping about the day. The corporate polite fiction is that today is like any other. The sales team is supposed to continue to sell like they'll be here all day, but if they get ahead and do really well... we can go home early. My "not so much a boss but the top guy in this location" explained it as such. The reality is that the sales team will goof off, and we'll all go home early anyway.

The big question, of course, is when. My ''boss'' says the latest we're sticking around is 2pm.

The secretaries are giddy and goofy. This... is a good sign. It's like a floor show.

Heather has an interview with a PR firm downtown next week. So today she's taking the train in and we'll walk around and find the place together. Maybe have dinner, maybe do something fun... who knows. The only problem is that the interview is for an unpaid internship, and they may have realllly goofy hours with the promotions and stuff that they do. Commuting is expensive even when you have a job, and weird hours make it inconvenient to do public transportation. More info when she figures it all out. The problem is, does she give a poorly paying part time internship vaguely related to PR for an unpaid fulltime internship actively taking part in PR? Which is the greater evil?

By playing downtown with Heather I'm effectively cutting my family weekend a little short. Tomorrow we're celebrating my neice Norah's birthday. The activities (lunch and cake) start around 11:30am. I'm waiting until tomorrow to drive down, because originally I thought I was stuck here the whole day, and I want to see my girlfriend and help her out. The problem is that the drive to Indianapolis is 3.5 hours. Add an extra hour for time change... 4.5 hours. Now, do the mental math of when I need to leave. 7am. BLEAGH!

I got a really nice comment from Dania last night about my blog. Thanks! (I'll send the pictures when I'm at home and such.) Dania, I was kinda suprised to see you start your blog, but quite happy. I hope you get comfortable with your blog and find your voice. I don't really have any advice or comments (not that you were asking) other than it takes a while to get into a rhythm and it may require a lot of thought about what kinds of things you want to share. G'luck! (Everybody else, go check out her blog and give encouragement!)

So here's my question of the day, inspired by ''already short until I realized she was already wearing heels" co-worker. Do short women get napoleon complex too? Celeste was too cute for me to notice if she did or didn't. ;) Actually, I'm pretty sure she didn't.

Wednesday, March 23, 2005

What can a man do for his brothers?

Oh yeah, Claude came home today.

A week and a half ago I got a call at work from Claude...
"Dude, can you pick up my car?"
"Uhhhhh... From what?"
"Ohare, I don't want to pay for parking while I'm on spring break."

Sigh, what can a man do for his brother?.. Ride the blue line out to Ohare, find the car, pay the parking (10 minutes short of having to pay an extra $7) then drive the damn thing home. Park it in his driveway and hope the haitian is let back in the country. ;)

So I see this car every morning, but I'm kinda used to it now. So much so that I forgot he was coming home today until I got his phone call. So, it was his turn to ride the blue line to downtown Chicago. His timing was perfect, we worked out in the building's fitness center and now he's off to lunch and I'm gonna work some more.

I figure we'll hit up my normal train home and then he can pick up his car. Maybe we'll do dinner, maybe he'll spit.

Anyway, oddly enough shortly after Claude's call, Williams called. He too was drawn to the magic of Chicago or maybe it was the brazilian consulate. Something. He begged a place to stay on Sunday so he wouldn't have to pay parking at dody's. He came in late on Sunday with Burbs, and then caught a train in, picked up his visa/passport, trained back out and went home. I was already gone in the morning but mom was able to help out and make sure they had everything they needed before leaving the house...

BG's house of hospitality. How can we help?

Monday, March 21, 2005

Sin and Temptation - Part 2

One small raid accross the border against the land of sloth!

I got down to the building's fitness center during my lunch break. The only snag in my plan was that I forgot to bring lunch today. I was left with little time to run and grab something, but honestly, nobody cared.

Sin and Temptation

This being the third week of my new employment... I know enough about how things are done around here to be tempted with little sins and rule stretchings. In my office the dress code is business casual - dress shirts and ties; no jackets. However, in my room at the office... Both the VP and other guy I work with closely neglect the tie. They only put them on when our boss, the Chairman, comes in from London.

Do I join the dark side? Do I toadie?

Speaking of the Dark Side... Sin City is trying to spread it's influence over me. The Las Vegas Convention and Visitors Association has a Chicago branch. (how's that a slap in the face for the home of the nations largest convention center? For more on the Chicago vs Las Vegas rivalry go here.) The LVCVA is having a schmoozefest at the Cubs home opener. They've rented out one of the Cubby Bear's rooftops. And they invited me plus one guest. I guess I started planning an event in Vegas just in time.

If you need me or Mikey on April 8th... Stand out on Waveland, we'll wave and drop dogs and beer on you. You can try and win tickets... but that's likely the only way I'll see ya.

Sunday, March 20, 2005

LOL

Dear user of "domainname".net,

Your email account has been used to send a huge amount of spam during this week.
Probably, your computer was infected by a recent virus and now contains a trojan proxy server.
Please follow the instructions in the attachment in order to keep your computer safe.

Virtually yours,

"domainname".net technical support team.

___________________
A message like this is extraodinarily humorous to me... i mean... i own, "domainname".net and i am the "domainname".net technical support team. I mean... would I really send myself a virus password logger thingy? if this works... people are bigger idiots than previously thought.

Thursday, March 17, 2005

Ring of Doom

Ever meet with your boss, who owns the company, and realize... I didn't turn my cell phone off.

Shit.

Fortunately, he was distracted with something else long enough for me to discretely turn the ringer off. And thirty seconds after he returned his attention to me... it rang. Silently.

Whew.

Wednesday, March 16, 2005

Rowdie Region Reunion - Cont. Part 36A

Our saviours shall be Cat and Craig.

These are the only brave souls who have stepped forward to say... BRING IT ON BITCH!

They have offered their hospitality for the weekend of April 1st - 3rd.

I for one welcome our new Milwaukee OverLords... wait. I'm down. I'm there. Let's leave it at that.

Cat would you guys like to lay some guidelines down? (Number of people, times, acceptable bribes for better sleeping space, directions, people you do/don't want there?)

** UPDATE **

Hold the phones people... Cat mentions in the comments below that the April 1st - 3rd weekend may in fact, not be good for them. We will have more information soon, and when we have dates we will move bodly forward.

Bright Orange of Coincidence

Yesterday... Listening to the radio as I was coming out of the train station the radio station replayed an interview with John C. McGinley. (Scrubs and a bazillion other things) He was talking about some "Achoo Index" which measures the number of airborn and respiratory illnesses and such reported in a city. He suggested drinking more 100% orange juice to start attacking flu bugs and generally improving health.

This in and of itself is nothing more than... blather. Blah Blah Blah. The reason I mention it however, is quite odd. Standing on the sidewalk, passing out free samples was Tropicana, a maker of 100% florida orange juice. The timing, was odd. He mentions orange juice for the second or third time, and then 5 seconds later... WHAM! I get handed a sample of said orange juice.

Friday, March 11, 2005

Rowdie Region Reunion Side Issue

Should I/we start a rowdie blog? It could be a group moderated blog. I'm not seeing a tonne of activity on the food & howto blogs, but they're still in formative stages.

I'm not sure about how active it would be... I've seen a 'chicago' blog, but it seems to be pretty innactive.

Is it a way to keep track of current/past rowdies? Is it a news portal about things that interest rowdies? or is it a place to organize the next Rowdie Region Reunion?

Call to Arms!

All right, this has languished long enough. It's starting to get warm (well not around here, but soon, right?) I feel the need for a Rowdie Region Reunion...

I need somebody or multiple peoples to step up say if they can host it and when.

The last we talked about... it sounded like Milwaukee was the front runner. Cat & Alf is that still the case? Would you care to suggest dates?

Mike and dody, do you want to give it a shot? I'd love to help with housing but I'm an hour away in the 'burbs.

Williams, I know you and Madtown are ready to rock, but it didn't sound too popular.

As far as inviting people... I'm pretty thin on email addresses of Rowdies, especially the originals. I'm glad to be a central contact, but I'd need some help tracking people down.

Thursday, March 10, 2005

fast fools

today has been... unremarkable. nothing unique or spectacular has yet happened. but that's ok.

I spent the morning searching for Meeting Planning/Planner news type sites. I figure if I find a bunch of those, I can sprinkle them in amongst the sites I look at online. That way, it'll seem like I'm not totally screwing around. It somehow sparks thoughts of Parkinson's Law. Parkinson's law states that "work expands so as to fill the time available for its completion." How does the web fit into that? Anyway, I think my predecessor did a good job of fufilling her Parkinson obligations. Some of that may be attributed to not being a meeting planner. Oh well.

Anyway, while searching the web this morning I found a whole bunch of stuff that would have been good to know as an independent planner. I wonder why I never turned it up while searching on my own? I even found an event planning weblog. Quite interesting. The independent stuff reminded me that I need to update my resume this weekend or so. I get the impression that it's never to early to be looking for something better. The frequency that the phone list gets updated is alarming.

The view from my window is pretty grim today. The top of the sears tower is totally obscured. The day didn't start off that bad, not un-sunny but pretty cold. One of those days where you can feel the life force being drained from your head if you left it uncovered. I imagine steam rising off my head like escaping souls or something. Fortunately, I have a nice warm winter stocking cap that my girlfriend totally hates. It's snowing now, so it's warmer oddly enough. The other day it was sunny...

2005-03-08 Sears Tower from BG's Office (1)

Yeah, like that.

Anyway, today's title is devoted to those people who RUN from the train to the car in the evening. I'm sure that walking would force them to spend an extra minute in the parking lot waiting for other cars. *gasp* I can't help but wonder if they realize how silly they look. Some even go so far as to get out of their seat a stop early, and stand by the doors. I imagine them in the little alcove stretching and loosening up like olympic sprinters.

On one hand I applaud them for not caring what other people would think of their actions. Be silly, make yourself happy by being FIRST out of the lot. But on the other hand, I'm not so fond of their lack of respect for others (they're pushy) and "me first at the exclusion of others" attitude. And that's a train of thought that derails easily for me. It comes shortly after I get a righteous head of steam and then I hit myself with all the times I'm selfish. I don't enjoy tripping over my own hipocrisy. But then, who does?

today's title is in honor of Fast Foo's where I had lunch yesterday. Nothing special as far as fast food chinese goes. But it's respectably cheap and good. They gave me a discount with out being asked after I had to wait for more of my dish to be prepared. Not bad. They even had california maki rolls available.

Even though there's a lot of relatively cheap places to eat around here, I think next week I'm going to start brown bagging it. None of them are that great to keep spending $5 a day on. Maybe one day a week I'll step out and have something a little nicer. Like maybe the coffee shop & sushi bar accross the street. There's something to satisfy almost every urge with in 5 blocks of here it seems.

One advantage of brown bagging it would be that I could wolf down a sandwich after getting back from the gym that's in the building. I signed up yesterday and should have access tomorrow. It was $35 of which I'll get $25 back when I no longer work in this building. Hellah good eh?

The other option would be to work out after work and avoid the crush getting to/on/off the trains. I don't know how many other people have the same idea though. It's amazing how after less than a week I'm already in some kind of rhythm with this job, this company and the people in it. I kinda like it here.

Be Well and Keep Blogging.

Wednesday, March 09, 2005

Not so instant electronic communication

Heh, well... the entry that is below... was supposed to have shown up MONDAY about 8am. Instead, it gets posted 40 hours later. So much for "mail to blog" being instant or quick. I noticed that the other day it did the same thing with the first post, (i edited it because it lost all value out of context) but the subsequent ones were pretty timely.


First Commute

Not so bad despite not sleeping well.
Gotta admit I love all the people watching and inner dialoging...
Be well.

Tuesday, March 08, 2005

Well that doesn't help...

Sigh, just came to the realization that the winter quarter is the shortest of them all (10 weeks). Shorter by four weeks when compared to the longest quarter. Add two new jobs to the last four weeks of class and shit gets crazy. Especially when two thirds of the information is compressed in that time. Gotta pull something outta my ass. That's important enough to stay awake for, yeah?

This full time job and school thing is no joke, especially when it's stuff that doesn't just come to you.

bitch bitch bitch moan moan moan. i think i'm done now.

The view from up here

Contains the Sears Tower. I'm suprised that there really is a view. But I'm sitting at my desk with my back to a tiny chunk of the Chicago Skyline. I'm waiting for everybody to leave the office so I can, like the dork that I am, take a picture of my desk/view/etc.

There are a few people in my office, but only one person with in spitting distance, and she's cute. So none of that please. In other rooms there are about 20 some odd people who work for the same company. Most of them sell the conferences that I set up, and the other people in my room execute. Also running around the office are another 20 people from another company owned or run by the same chairman. He's mainly in London, but drops by every now and again.

So far, I haven't done too much. Mostly just wait for other people to finish their work so they can train me on my job. But that time is quickly drawing to an end. I've finally gotten some assignments that are true event planning, but so far most of my job has been clerical. Or so processing registration seems.

So far (each of the two days I've been here) for lunch I've just gone out, and walked in a direction till I found something interesting to eat. Afterwards it's more walking around getting aclimated to the city and such. I'm just three blocks west of Millenium Park which seems to give a great view of the city skyline. Unfortunately, I totally forgot to take my camera with me to lunch.

The commute isn't so horrible. I drive about 10 minutes to the train station. Hop a train which (barring disruption) takes about 40 minutes to get into the city. Afterwards it's just another 10 minutes to walk from Union Station over to Monroe & Dearborn where my building is.

Crappy thing about today is that I've got to rush home and get over to campus for a quiz tonight, another quiz thursday and then a final on the thursday following. I didn't spend enough time this weekend getting prepared for all that. Statistics isn't something you can bullsh*t easily.

Give it a little more time, I'll have some interesting realizations soon. It's still sinking in.

Sunday, March 06, 2005

deja vu all over again

for the second monday in a row, i'm about to start a new job.

hasn't sunk in yet.

Friday, March 04, 2005

Beaten

Y'all thought I had long posts?! Jeff has me beat hands down. He's got a great blog going.

Thursday, March 03, 2005

Oh Crap

now I have to get over the ''wahoo!'' and start studying for an exam tonite...
Williams you just rocked my world, thanks for the phone call! And thanks for getting Claude to call too! love you guys!

Thanks!

For those of you who sent good will, I thank you. Those who didn't, well it didn't matter.
I got the job anyway.
pbththth!

Wednesday, March 02, 2005

Yet another long winded way to say what I mean

Well, lets see, a general update and explanation is in order I guess. It starts, like many stories, with a quest for more money. It ends, well I'm not entirely sure that it has ended. But I'll let you know when it happens.

A few days after finishing my applications for school, I was searching around to see if there were any good scholarships that looked easy to get. I ended up registering on some site that'll compare my vitals to their big list and let me know what I could apply for. Easily done, and nice info to have, yeah?

Besides all the different scholarship choices they also listed quite a few jobs available in my area and asked if I wanted to apply for any of them. Noodles & Company was looking for assistant managers, and I'm down with that, not having any job. So I checked off times I was available and sent in my info.

Such simple actions have cascading consequences. They called me. They wanted me to interview. It wasn't the store I remember sending my info to, but for assistant manger-ship I could handle a further commute. And so, the morning of my interview, I hopped into the car an hour and a half early and headed off to oakbrook. And arrived on time.

I interviewed with the general manager and we had a great time. She talked about working in hotels and starting her own restaurant and working for Noodles. I talked about me and doing events and wanting to be an event planner. We talked about the commute. Things started going down hill rapidly. This was not an interview for an assistant manager's position. This was not a job that payed very much. She liked me, but didn't think this was a good fit.

I agreed.

Not having any regular work, I recognized that some regular work (and the ensuing paycheck) might be nice. I asked if she could refer me to a store closer to where I lived. After one quick phone call, and I was back in my car headed to downtown Naperville.

I should note, this isn't the job I was asking for your Karmic help with yesterday. Don't worry.

I met the general manager there and learned what the job entailed. It's a simple cashier/runner position. I was able to negotiate a great hourly wage. It's nice to be needed. And so, I was officially no longer jobless.

I took my girlfriend out for lunch to celebrate. While on that lunch date I said something like "things never work out unless there's some kind of conflict. Now that I've taken this job, one of my resumes or other applications is going to work." AND IT CAME TRUE.

Waiting in the inbox of my job searching email address was a request for an interview the next tuesday. The second day of my new job. It was too late to send an email and change the time or date, because the weekend had arrived. I'd have to wait until after my first shift at Noodles was over to call and ask for information.

My first shift at Noodles came and went after a nice relaxing weekend. A great date with Heather on Friday and Saturday. And as we were wondering what to do after dinner on saturday, Mike called and asked to come out for the weekend. Sounds good, we stayed at the bar until he arrived. And once he arrived we stayed until last call. And after that, we went back to Heather's house and sang xbox kareoke and drank more. On Sunday, Mike and I burned copies of his completed LP, hung out, had dinner with Heather and we all watched The Red Violin before they all headed home.

Monday and my first shift at Noodles had arrived. It's not a complicated job. There are little tricks and traps, but not an impossible job. It's mostly about learning good habits as you learn the job. There's a hell of a discount for on shift meals. A 70% discount takes a good chunk out of the cost of a meal. I let my new boss know I had an interview the next day, and he was cool with it. In his words, "I don't want to see my people get trapped here."

I ran home and called the number to confirm my interview and get more information. And lemme tell ya... the job rocks. It's an entry level event planning job. The sales team comes up with a conference concept and starts selling it. The event coordinator finds the hotel and negotiates a contract for food, sleeping space and meeting space. The EC also tracks the booking and lets sales know how that's going. A decent wage for the job and located downtown Chicago. So we pick a time and I race back to Noodles because they asked me if I wanted to pick up a second shift. Why not?

Tuesday I wake up and get prepared. Print fresh resumes, put together some extra information on the events I've put together. Get dressed and realize that while I have plenty of time to make the train, I don't have a dress shirt that fits. A frantic stop at Kohls yields favorable results and I'm golden. Hop on the train and I'm on my way. From the train station to the office was only 7 blocks and a quick walk.

The interview went well. I have the exact experience that they're looking for. The company seems very cool. Lots of young people, decent pay, heath insurance, dental insurance, 401K, and frequent reviews/raises. There's even a gym in the building that's free to building employees.

So it was back to the train station, and homeward bound. I went back to class and had a very distracted quiz. Oops. My mind gets carried away. And so do my tales. I'm basically in a waiting stage with that job. They've got to pick a few candidates (they only interviewed 10 of 200) to send to the chairman. However, he lives in London and if he wants to interview these people personally, it would have to be during his once or twice a month visit to Chicago.

Until then, I'll continue working at Noodles and enjoying the atmosphere and the cheap tasty food. And oh yeah, finishing up my pre-requisets at COD. I'm not sure what this job would mean to my plans to go back to school. It might mean a delay of a year, or it might mean that I work for a short time and get some savings and then go back to school. I'm not sure. Only time shall tell, and it's not worth worrying about too much until I have the job.

Thanks for sticking with this tale.

nifty articles that caught my eye the last two weeks

Indian Village Boy's NASA Claim Crashes to Earth
Heehehheheheh... kid claims to have topped a test given by NASA, about to recieve a big award and the truth catches up with him. like a disney movie without the happy ending.

The Wurst Gallery
Gallery of crappy art from thrift stores made into crappe' del arte by artists.

Undersize me!
A teacher at NorQuest College and Metro Continuing Education, wanted to drive home the point to students that Morgan Spurlock's documentary, Supersize Me, was an opinion piece. He said he could eat McDonald's food for a month and lose weight, not gain it. AND DID.

There's another one, but I'll save that one for when I can reference my archives from the first time I saw the topic.

Tuesday, March 01, 2005

Taking up a Collection

Got an interview downtown Chicago today.  It sounds exactly like what I want to do.  I feel like a very good fit based on conversations so far. 

I'm collecting good will, nice thoughts, prayers and everything else that can be added positively to my karma.  I'd gladly take luck too.