Monday, July 19, 2004

Computer Problem

I hate it when people try to pretend like they know how to do things on their computer.

I am nice, DAMNIT, and when anyone asks me how to do something, I help them. So why on Earth people feel they should play the guessing game, screw everything up and then come over to me for help, well, it is beyond my comprehension. And I’m the only one at work who knows jack about computers- which is just really sad because I don’t know much at all about computers.

So nice-me explains to the friggin’ idiot [for about the fifth time] that if he needs xyz done, that I would be happy to do it for him. I mean, it takes me about 30 seconds to do it. But NOOOO he has to try to do it himself. And he messes it all up. And as if it wasn’t bad enough, he not only does it wrong on his computer, but the server and our reference database!!! ARGGG!

So I fix what he tells me he “thinks he might have done wrong, but he’s not sure.” Then he adds, oh I think I have abc done in the wrong way too.

Of course, I just deleted all of the links to abc (based on the original information he told me), and have no idea where to find the document now.

I’d search for it, but he’s not sure what it was called!?!?! WTF!!!

This whole issue especially ticks me off because he said he tried to do it himself because he knows how busy I am and he didn't what to bother me. Does he not realize that I could have done what he asked in 30 seconds? (I mean he should, I've only explained this to him five times before) And does he not realize that it will take a lot longer to fix the mess he made than asking me to help him in the first place? And to top it all of, this guy is more than twice my age! (okay, so that was probably obvious since he couldn't figure out how to work a computer)

Some people should not be allowed to use computers.

Sunday, July 18, 2004

Saturday Night on The Sunset Strip

Many people have the idea that the Sunset Strip is all fame and glamour. This weekend a group of us were walking along the strip to go to a diner. Let me tell you, the things I saw were not very glamorous. Now mind you, this is not the first time I have ever walked down the Strip on a Saturday night, but I’m kinda thinking it will be the last.
I live in LA, so I see gross stuff and disgusting people all of the time. That is really nothing new. But I must say how disappointing it was to see where it seems my fellow humans are heading.
First there were the homeless people. LA is full of homeless people. But most of the time they stand on their freeway off ramp (or wherever) with their sign begging for money or food. They sometimes invade your space (we had one spit at us the other day…) but mostly kinda keep to themselves. However, on the Strip on this particular Saturday night, they were a lot more invasive. They seemed to be a good deal more plentiful than usual. And loud. Basically causing a scene everywhere I saw one. And the stench. Good grief. All I can say is try to hold your breath and hurry along by them.
Next were the drunk people. Of course, that is just about everyone out walking around. Now mind you, the sidewalks are not very wide, and there are lots of cars driving right next to you. Many of these drunk people can’t walk straight, or even by themselves. They are often in groups trying to hold each other up. Oh and a good bit of them are smoking. So you have to dodge the flailing cigarettes so you or you clothing don’t get burned. Then there are the bits of conversations you overhear as you walk past people. My god people, don’t they have any self respect? Then there are the actions…which I won’t describe, but I’m sure you can imagine. People either don’t realize or don’t care that they are so trashy.
Then, we saw the House of Blues get emptied out by the fire department. Well, imagine an entire club full of people suddenly with no club to occupy. The streets were packed. And the people were pretty miffed that they got kicked out. We saw one guy getting arrested.
There were cops everywhere. I mean everywhere. There were motorcycle cops every few feet. There were cruisers at least every block. I guess it is good because it keeps too many people from cruising, and helps keep the crowds calm. Only not really. As we were walking, this group of drunkards started sparatically sprinting through the cars on Sunset. Right next to a motorcycle cop. Through the steadily moving traffic. If you ask me, the only tragedy was that none of them were killed.
All I could think of was how stupid many of those people were acting. What asses they made of themselves. I wonder if they saw a video of their behavior if they would act the same way. As soon as we reached the Strip, I was ready to turn around and head back. Far away from all of the stupid and creepy and smelly people. It’s too bad so many people can only find fun in that way. Personally, being drunk of your ass and acting like a slutty moron just doesn’t sound appealing.

Friday, July 16, 2004

Welcome to Pixie's Mise En Place

Well, every great blog has to have an attractive opening post. Something catchy. Something to make you all want to come back and read more. The proverbial "hook".
As it happens, I sit here staring at a blank screen, wondering what in the world I could say to entice you to come back and read all of the things on which I have suddenly drawn a complete blank.
So here it is, an opening post, no hook, line, nor sinker.
Catch ya later!
(P.S. Wow there were way too many fishing puns in that post. I think I need more of my "Brain Tea")