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Thursday, 26 May 2005

A some what great day
Mood:  chillin'
Now Playing: The sound of beatiful silence!
Here we are again boys and ghouls! Sadly there is not too much to report in the way of exciting today. It was just another loooong work day. I get stuck on this project called Ballast where we call up electrical companies to ask them their oppinions on how well their ballast suppliers are doing and we offer them $50 dollars to take this 20 minute survey! Damn wish some one would call me and offer that! I do them for nothing when i have a phone. Ok i know what the general consensous is of those kind of things but let me tell you how it works and maybe some of you will change your minds about it. The people that work at those kind of places (call centers) and even when you call your customer service center to place a order for service or to report a problem. Yeah they are all the same, I have heard so many people that have called a customer support center only to complain about that person "not knowing a thing about what they are talking about" or "not knowing what is going on". Yes that is true they don't, all they know is what is on that PC monitor in front of them or what their bosses has told them. The people that work at call centers usually falls in to 4 catagories. 1 a high school student earning money on a evening job. 2 a collage student working their way through collage. 3 a single parent that cant' find another job with a schedule flexible enough to work around their kids school. (that is the catagory i fall in to) 4 A retired person working to supplement their retirement pension. Ok now that you know what kind of people that work in call centers lets move on to how they get paid. To start off they get a base wage around $5.15 a hour then each week if the have gotten a certain number of completed surveys, the amount depends on what project they are on, they get a bounus of $0.35, or around there, a hour for that week. Then once a day each person gets monitored and they never know when it will happen, then rated on how well they do on a scale from 1 to 100. At the end of the week the scores are averaged out and if the total is over 85 they get another $0.25 a hour added to their check. Oh i know that is actually a pretty good wage for doing nothing but talking on a phone all day. But does that count the mental stress when we get called every name in the book, yelled at, screamed at and in some cases even threatened? No it doesn't! Then there is the fact that if for 3 weeks in a row if a person doesn't get the completes that they are supposed to for those weeks or gets less then 85 each week it is then "we're awfully sorry but you are just not being productive enough for us to keep you here." As they give you a tin can to kick on your way down the road. So think about it the next time you just get home from a long day at work and sitting down to your first decent meal of the day and the phone rings with some one on the other end wanting to ask you a bunch of seemingly meaningless questions about a product or service that you use or your sitting at work and some one wants to ask the same questions. If your at work we do understand that you may be busy but you can always schedule a time for them to call you back so you can be expecting the call at that time and have it cleared. But really think about it, do you really want to possibly help contribute to some one getting a smaller pay check that week or worse yet no pay check at all?
Also please keep in mind that it is you that unknowingly gave your number out for these type of calls and in some cases even your name. Just think about all those rebate offers you fill out to get some money back or something in the mail free or all those registeration cards you fill out when you buy new software and things like that. Even when you buy a new car, subscribe to a service such as electricity, phone or cable. Even when you fill out a application for those shopping cards that you have to give to the cashier when you shop for food! There is no way you can get around not doing any of these things in life and we will get you in time!
Ok now enough of that.
What started out as a bad day actually turned in to a great day, or at least so far. I wasn't expecting to be able to talk to Blood tonight as he was supposed to have worked in the mail room tonight and Trinas juvenile delinquent counciler (yeah ok i will say it my daughter is a juvenile delinqent, a perfect canidate for the Point of the Mountain [the state prison here]if she keeps going this way!) was supposed to be paying his weekly visit today. As you can imagine i was pretty bummed out over that since we didn't get to talk last night and with the weekend coming up he usually has to work either friday night or on saturday and has a "boys night out" (hey can't fault him for that as hard as the poor dear works as long as he behaves himself. But when i got home he was online so we started talking and before i knew it it was 30 minutes past the time for our visitor to show up. So we had a very nice long talk if you exclude the part where Damien decided to show his butt up. Found out something that was interesting too. It seems that we have both had the same kind of dream with almost the same thing in it. Hhhmmmm wonder if it is a Omen or something.
Well that is about it, think that i am going to go see if i can finish fixing up my website so i can join the Gothic Chamber Community.

The $64,000 question of the day:
Why is it when you are on hold and the music is awful it takes forever for them to pick up but when it is good they pick up right away?

Posted by morticias-thoughts at 7:47 PM MDT

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Wednesday, 25 May 2005

Another Boring Day
Mood:  down
Well here is another boring day here but at least it is quiet till the migration of the turtle. The turtle is Trina if you must know, that has kinda been her family nickname for a couple of years now. Anyway, just got a text message from Blood telling me that he wasn't going to be able to make it online tonight as he was working on a project after work. I have to keep telling myself that he isn't like the rest of the guys that i have known and that he is working hard on his Masters and also at work but that is easier said then done. Yeah i will be the first one to admit that when it come to romantic relationships that i do get very paranoid that i am just being lied to and the guy is just playing me for a fool. But hey after it has happened several times i guess that is to be expected. It does really bum me out though cause i am missing him so much that it is causing a physical ache. Weird how in that short time that he was here (both times) that i got so used to being able to come home to some one besides my roommates/cousin. to actually be able to come home to a man to listen to how his day went and tell him how mine went (yeah unfortunately i had to work some of the time he was here. Then to be able to cook dinner for him and YES even to serve him. I used to hate that kind of stuff but with Blood it is completely different and i really do enjoy doing it. Well i guess that it gives me abit of time to work on my website i guess as there is really not much else here to do, nothing is really ever on TV, have already seen all of my movies at least 10 times and the same with reading all my books. Terrorizing the neighbors is out since the only ones that i can't terrorize is collage students that have either moved out or don't come in till late. Hey the terrorizing goes both ways too! One night i am trying to have a peaceful evening at home but the kids kept playin her Eminem CDs over and over again so i go out for a smoke and to get a bit of a break only to find out the neighbor is playing his music so loud that you can hear it through the door and guess what it was? Yepp you guessed right! EMINEM!!!!!!!!! Oh yes i must tell you that Bloods real name is Jason, he sometimes goes by Jay. But here within the family we call him Blood. If i call him Jay that means i am annoyed with him (rarely) call him Jason and i am pissed at him (hardly ever, only happened 2 times) So lets see what interesting things happened today?? Good question! Well there was this morning when i woke up at the usual 4 AM and decided to try to update the website a bit since a few weeks ago i was invited to join a large Gothic group of websites but don't want to do that till i have updated as i haven't done it in over a year. I had planned to spend this evening after work online talking with Blood before fixing dinner and all so wanted to get a bit done on it. The first thing that went wrong is the coffee pot exploded, i dont know why or how! All i know is that i started the coffee brewing the way i normaly do then went out to have a smoke. Even through the closed door i heard this huge muffled BANG, didn't think much of it just thought the kid had fallen off the couch again like she tends to do, finished my smoke and went back in to see coffee spraying out of the top of the basket and where you pour the coffee in! I still have no idea just what happened but used my old pot to make my coffee. *Just a little note on the coffee pot, it is working just fine now! Carol my roommate/cousin was able to make a pot in it just fine when i was at work. Don't that just beat the mousy band??* After i got started on updating the site for the first 20 minutes was fine then after i would get a page the way i wanted it to look i would try to upload it only to get a error. Ok nothing new there cause MS Front Page doesn't always like me so i went to use the geocities HTML editor. First internet explorer wouldn't let me upload nothing after several tries then it kept closing on me, no warning NOTHING! It was just there one second then gone the next! Ok fine if it wanted to be that way i would just try to use MSN explorer. That went great for another 20 minutes then it started having errors saving the pages! Ok great so on to Mozzilla, no go there either! It wouldn't let me install the nessecary plugins that i needed! That was way too much for me at not even 5 in the friggin AM! So i jsut finish getting ready for work then spend the rest of the morning torturing the kid trying to get her awake, she is lucky that i don't follow through with my threat to drop a chunk of onion in her mouth with the way she sleeps with it opened. Well anyway i get in to work. Everything goes normal for a bit then all the sudden there is errors popping op on every monitor sayin "my squal" crap or page can't be displayed, things like that. Ok server is down again, only monday Alex and i spent about a hour trying to fix the damn thing! ( I am not a IT Director where i work, i am just a lowly PC Tech but dont' even work in that capacity there either since "the place runs its self and there is no need for either a IT Director or a PC Tech at our location. Well that is what was told to a former IT Director when he came in lookign for a job in that field but they did hire him to be a interviewer so now he won't help out that way) But our work came to a halt when i when i went to check a connection to a panel that Alex was SUPPOSED to have turned the currant off to. Well he didn't and i am sure you can figure what happened next. The only consulation that i got was i "accidently" hit Alex upside the head. Plus gettign sent home early was a bonus. So about today i refused to help with it though i did look over a few parts of the program to see if some kind of worm or virus had snuck in, the hardware i did NOT touch. No problem could be found but yet it still wouldn't connect so i just came to the conclusion that Damien was pissed at me for some reason and talked the PCs at work in to acting up. Alright yes i am paranoid! It is just this tech stuff is really starting to get to me today! So i get home expecting a peacefull relaxing evening spent online with my baby and my cell phone is letting me know i got that message from him. After reading it i go out to get the mail and find a letter from the manager saying that i had to pay the rent by yesterday or they would evict us. Well Carols son also lives here with us and he told me that he would pay the rent if i paid the utilities, cable and kept food in the place. he moved in 2 months ago and has only put $200 in to the place for the rent. All the other bills are up to date and there is mre then enough food to feed the army in here. Hell Blood doesn't technically live here but in my heart it is his home as well and he has helped out more then BJ has and BJ does technically live here. So anyway i asked BJ if he planned to pay the rent since we are like 4 days away from being evicted and he told me that he had planned to pay half of it with his check that he gets 2 weeks from now. That pissed me off cause he gets paid every week and has blown it on things that he wants like new playstation games and things like that instead of being responsible! Well if we do get evicted he will more likely end up back in prison since he is on parole and has to get permission to move so he is cutting his own self short not to mention his mom as well! Anyway all that put me in a evil bitch mood more then before so when Carol got stuck on "Dracula, the last sanctuary", a old game of mine that i have been through several times, even though she had a walk through in front of her. I took great pleasure in watching her get so frustrated. Even more so when i tried to give her a few pointers she had these reasons that it wouldn't work. Had to really resist the temptation to tell her "told you so!" when she FINALLy found out what i was telling her would work. Don't get me wrong i like Carol and we normally get along it is just something about my family that they don't think that i really know anything about anything. They are that way with most people as well. Oh yeah i almost forgot! When i was on my way to work this guy comes up to the bus stop and starts talking with me. At first it is all normal and everything then he starts telling me how he had to leave his apartment to live on the streets since this 16 year old girl wouldn't leave him alone. Then he goes on to show me this tin plate he had just bought and talked about how good it would be to use for his weed. The whole time he is giving me these looks that all of us women know. You know the kind that never seems to go any higher then your chest and he kept getting closer and "accidently" bumping in to me no matter how far i moved from him. By know i am wondering why in the hell it is that i attract all these phsychos and men that act like they are a bitch in heat and go after anything with a hole between its legs. The last straw was when he pulls out this bottle of whiskey and gets mad when i turn his offer down! I decided then that even though it was raining that it was a good morning for walking to work! Even me talking to him about my boyfriend didn't even seem to sway him to leave me alone. He even followed me to work! Dark Lord i hope that is the last i will see of him! Well y'all it has been real but i think that i will end this, go have a smoke and try to straighten out that mess of a website if i possiabley can. Wish me luck on that one!

Posted by morticias-thoughts at 6:37 PM MDT

Updated: Monday, 20 June 2005 10:26 PM MDT

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Tuesday, 24 May 2005

Why am I doing this???
Mood:  don't ask
Ok when i first heard of this blogging or online journals, what ever you want to call it was when my sister was paying $20 a month for hers. I was like what the hell is this??? Some one who don't even or can't even keep a journal in life is doing one on the internet where every one in the entire world could stumble on it. She told me how fun it was cause her and her online friends could keep each other updated on what was goingon in their lives. I just couldn't resist the temptation to tell her about this great new invention called E-mail where you could just type a letter and send it electronically to several different people all at the same time over the telephone line or through the cable or even better yet a thing called Instant Messaging where you could have a real time conversation with all your friends at the same time in a private chat room setting, well as private as anything gets on the internet. Unfortunately though she didn't quite seem to see the humor in that and there was 3 days of hell to pay for that one. Anyway at the time i just thought "aw hell whatever floats her boat" and that i would never do anything like this. SO....... why in the hell am i doing this now?? Good question! I think that would make a great $64000 dollar question but i will give you the answer. I have several friends both online and offline that keep telling me that my life would make a great, entertaining book, one that they would love to read and they are forever asking me about things that have happened when they are not around me. What is this?? Am i some sort of entertainer for people?? Well i think not!! But any way since i dont' mind telling one or two people seperatly but absolutely despise having to tell about 20 or 30 people, each by them selves about the latest crap going down in the Stone household. I finally broke down when a coworker told me about this site and signed up thinking that "hell yeah that would be so much easier this way." But got to thinking about it a hour or so later. YEAH RIGHT!!! Who do i think that i am fooling?? I never was no count at keeping any kinda journal so why's this going to be any different? (Oh sorry about that, just the southern gal coming out of me i guess) So ok yeah i am going to try so just SHUT UP and LEAVE ME ALONE, go find some one else to harras!! I mean it isn't like my life is all that exciting anymore but oh dark lord it does have all the drama of a single mom raising a teenager on her does though, it isn't as exciting like it was when i was younger. Ok i admit that there is rarely a dull moment around the place but it is still nothing compared to all the grilled sheese sandwhiches in the VCRs, waking up in a back alley in downtown Miami to find a full grown 'gator standing over me so close that we were eyeball to eyeball (if i never go back to Florida it will be too soon for me! I refuse to even step one foot over that state line!) There is no more drama of eggs exploding in the microwave and thankfully no more tear jerking drama of a giga pet being nuked. Ok now that is one of the funniest, craziest times from the so many years before that i had forgotten about but remembered just recently when Blood was here, there is none of you out there reading this that doesn't know who Blood is i am sure but there may be a stranger or 2 that has found this from the link on my website, which i really should update one of these days HEY i started to today then he came on and i........................ well kinda got side tracked, any way he is the love of my life, my true love, my soul mate, my god and do i really need to go on? I think that you got the picture. Anyway back to the nuked dino dinner......... You see how it is? I start talking about him or even thinking about him and i dont' want to stop!! ........AARRGGGGHHHH!............ THE NUKED DINO DINNER!! MUST KEEP MY MIND ON THAT!!!!!!! Well any way now that is out of my system at least temporarly, my oldest son Karl was 8 when i gave him this dinosuar giga pet for either his birthday or christmas. He wanted me to take care of it for him between his visits cause he knew he would forget to take care of it. For those of you who dont know what a giga pet is it used to be a fad for the kids, a little electronic game where you raise a animal from baby hood till adult hood when it eventually dies. Simple enough right? Wrong you have to feed it, play with it, train it and clean up after it. Worse then any kid really. If you don't do these things it would either run away cause it was sad or die of loneliness or starvation. Ooopps sorry my daughter is watching a movie called "The Hiding Place" another movie along the lines of "The Diary of Anne Frank" and i got a bit distracted by it and her asking questions about it since they were speaking in German. She is the one that is half German but i am the one that understands a bit of it........ Well any way my daughters where 5, Trina and 2, Erica at the time of the dino barbeque. One day i was washing clothes in the bathtub and i heard the girls arguing about something so went out to see what was going on. They were fighting over who was going to feed the thing. Fed up with their fighting i took it from Trina and said that if they were going to fight over it neither of them could play with it and put it on top of the fridge, went back in to the bathroom to finish the clothes. Forgetting what any parent knows, when you think that something is out of reach of your kids think again and move it back about 3 to 4 more feet. I swear that it is something about a kids skin, muscles and bones that when they want something they are not supposed to have they can make these things stretch to abnormal lenghts at will! I wasn't even back there for 5 minutes when i heard the microwave start up and this blood curdling scream from Trina. Ran out to the kitchen to see what was going on only to hear Trina yell "mommy there is lightening in the microwave!!" oh indeed there was and a god awful smell with billowing smoke coming out of the door! I could see in a instant that Erica had decided if she couldnt' play with the giga pet no one else could.............ever! She had pushed a chair over to the fridge, climbed up to get it and proceeded to nuke it! I didn't know how to tell poor Karl that his precious "baby" was dead during our next visit and of course the subject was bound to come up and did. Fortunately the visit was at a local McDonalds in the kiddie play land and at the time he asked how it was doing Erica made her escape across the crowded room of toddlers, preschoolers and the stay at home moms out for a "relaxing" lunch or cup of coffee, hey this was in North Carolina not Mormonland AKA Utah, so i was able to avoid answering him for the moment but wasn't able to avoid hearing Trina tell him that Erica had nuked his "baby". I had made it all the way across the room to grab Erica when i heard this god awful shreik coming from Karl over all the migraine producing noise from all the kids. Slowly i made my way back to the table trying to get out of what was to come. The case worker that was "supervising" the visit had been sitting at the next table reading and not paying any attention to what was being said untill Karl asked her what "nuke it" meant, she innocently told him. At the loudness of his response she had dropped her book in fear and by the time i got back to the tables i thought that she had passed away out of fright or shock by the look on her face. I didnt' know whether to laugh, cry or run out the door to flag down the next passing ufo, Vulgons or not! She had no clue to what was going on and told me that she didn't know what she had done or said just told him what it meant to nuke something, almost in tears herself. Mean time Karl is sitting there with great big tears running down his face sobbing. It was one of those things where you want to laugh but you know you can't. It took about 45 minutes and the promise of finding him a Mark Skinner car to replace the giga pet. The story with the car is one that shows a mothers love and devotion to her kids even when they are not there with her. The kid had every NASCAR car there was from Kale Yarbourgh to the rookie of the year Matt Kenneseth i think his name was. Alone he had about 50 Dale Earnhardt, all "stolen" from his mom icluding 4 or 5 DE keychains from the same place. He had been looking for a Skinner car for awhile but never found one. Ok now about NC well all the south really but alot more in NC NASCAR is THE national sport you learn to like it or leave and while Skinner wasn't as popular as DE, The Rainbow Faggot or Martin so they didn't put too much of his things out but what little they did went fast since he was part of the Childress or the DE racing team. Well i searched high and low for that stupid car for hom for 6 whole months! I knew all the places to shop too since the guy i was dating at the time was from a family that took care of the mechanical side of the NASCAR cars all the way back to the dirt track! Finally one night i called this store about 45 minutes away that i had called several times before with no luck. The store was called Pop a Top, unusual name right? Well all they sold was beer, cigarettes and NASCAR fan items. I was told that they did have one 31 car but there was some guy coming in to get it in the morning as they were closing in 5 minutes. I was so heartbroken and poured out my story to him and the fabled Southern Gentleman came through. He asked how soon i could get there and when i told him that i lived 45 minutes away he just told me to get there as quick as i could with out getting pulled and he would stay open till i got there. Well needless to say i made my poor little 4 cylinder play a 8 cylinder monte carlo there. Unfortunately i was pulled for 120 in a 60 mile hour zone on the interstate and that was slowing down for the exit when i got zapped. I got Karls car though! A $4 dollar car: $20 Speeding ticket: $100 The look on his face: Pricless American Express, every where you want to be! Well before i end this i just wanted to pass on something my dad had said a week or so ago about how if the makers of COPS wanted to do a show on the stupidest cops in America they would have plenty of footage to film several seasons just here in town alone not to mention the smaller surrounding towns too. They could also throw in the paramedics and fire fighters to be a "equal oppurtunity", i found that out last saturday night. As i lay there in bed crying my eyes out feeling all awful and down since....................yeah you guessed it, Blood had just left only that morning and i was feeling more lost and lonely and alone then i had ever felt in my life. To add to that we were having a few problems that had me terrified that i was going to lose him when i have never flet this strongly or been so deeply in love with some one ever before in my life. But luckily it seems that those problems that we had are going to be worked out thank the dark lord for that! But only time will tell. Anyway while i was lying there suffering i heard a fire truck go by or sounded to go by so i came out to let Trina know. She loves to hang around accident scenes after the injured are taken away to gather up the broken car parts to drag home, i swear that she is trying to build her own car! A hub cap here, part of a bumper there and even scavanged up a valid lisence plate one time that sent a bit of fear through me when i saw the "EX" on it. "EX" here means it is a goverment issued plate, police, fire, paramedics............well you get the picture i hope. Not that i was a angel when i was younger, not by a long shot. But back to saturday she went running out the door and i went behind her so i could have a smoke since we are not allowed to smoke inside, friggin morons..... uh sorry Mormons. The fire truck was right out in front of the steps in the parking lot and the stairs were swarming with the boys in blue and paramedics looking for #7. I sat there and watched with some amusement when i saw the door to the right apartment was open and could hear a women hollering as they were looking around on the top floor for the apartment when it was on the bottom floor. Finally i decided that i had been a evil bitch for long enough and quietly informed one paramedic where #7 was. Fortunately there wasn't too much wrong and no one died or had been harmed while waiting for the medical help that took so long to get to them. They were even ready to put it down as a prank call and these are the people that we entrust our lives to everyday????? Dark lord we are all DOOMED!! Well that is all for now, i will try to keep this updated and let you know when something exciting happens but that may only be when i throw my own radio out the window cause Trina insists on playing Eminem, ICP and Kotton Mouth Kings over and over. Good night and y'all come back now ya hea'!!! THIS IS WHAT HAPPENS WHEN YOU DRINK TOO MUCH CAFFINE:

Posted by morticias-thoughts at 8:33 PM MDT

Updated: Tuesday, 24 May 2005 10:15 PM MDT

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