My Boss Is Kind of a Douche Pt.2

I get to work today, bright and early at 12:54 in the afternoon. My boss (john) pulls me into a meeting room with out Supervisor 2 (Jeremy) and proceeds to do the following:

1) Give me a verbal warning about not having done enough phone time last week. Admittedly I only did about %50 of the required time, but it was the first week we had to do it.

2) Let me know that two of the people I like best on the team have been kicked off of it for "Chat Avoidance"

And 3) Tries to tell me that I am partially responsible for #2 and that the only reason I was not kicked off was that he didn't want to gut his closing team (at this point me).


He can tongue my sack though. I did 72 chats today, and I was only taking chats for 7 of the 8 hours I was scheduled (I did an hour on the phones today). For those of you what are bad at math, that comes to 10.2857 chats per hour or 9 per hour if we want to count the time I was on the phones. I was working by myself for 2 hours and was taking calls (easy ones) and chats at the same time.

So woozy... I don't know why

I was going to try and be interesting tonight, but I just can't manage it. I'm gonna go to bed

TOO HOT!

It is too hot to even think, I'm going back to bed.

I just found out I get the Fourth off.

Hooray for not working july fourth. Go me.

The Most Boringest Training IN THE WORLD

6 goddamned hours in a warm room, depressant chemicals coursing through my internal oxygen/drug delivery system. And the material was dull as hell. but only 1 workday 'til the weekend, so complaining will not help.

I am looking forwards to camping

I'm ready to go, just 17 days and It's gonna be funtimes.

One of my Roomates appears to have fallen off the face of the earth

Seriously, he has vanished without a damned trace and I have no idea where in the hell he is. Plus he bastard owes me 400 bucks.

Anyway, thats all for tonight. No epic revelations or stories of fail.

I hate phone time...

I was subjected to the first of the 4 hours of phone time since I started in RepAssist. It was terribly boring, It didn't help I was taking supervisor calls and only took 1 in the entire hour. It wasn't even a long or interesting call. It was a customer disputing their bill. I shut the guy down quickly and politely. Not even worth the time, I got paid $12 for 7 minutes worth of work.

In other news, I have officially surpass the halfway mark in the friday the thirteenth series. I plan to move onto movie 7 tonight, tentatively finishing the series by the end of the week.

Anyway, I need to eat and drink something before I pass out, so to all I say: Best wishes from the Night Kitchen.

On horror

I've come to find, over the years, that the very best horror movies aren't, by necessity, the very best of movies. This doesn't mean that they don't need a decent script, actors, costumes, makeup, props, sets, location or a million other vital things. They need all of those things as much as any movie. But, by the very nature of what the filmmakers are creating, they can stretch very little much further.

Some examples:
The mask Michael Myers from Halloween wore, is a William Shatner mask with the eye holes enlarged, the eyebrows removed, the hair poofed and the whole thing spraypainted white.

The entire movie of Evil Dead, was filmed for $375,000.

Friday the 13th was made for $550,000.

These are not high budget films, even by the standards of the time they were made in. Horror movies in general, have always been a little tongue in cheek. And making horror somewhat funny is not without it's merits. Lightening them up a little allows us to take our fears and become friendly with them. It allows us to peer into the darkness inside man's mind and see the little clown waving back from the very depths. We see the world as we would like it, a place where unstoppable killers are defeated by a single person and the world is safe (at least until the next installment). The world becomes a place where the boogeyman can be taken out by a well placed machete blow and where all the annoying characters get taken out first.

However, a problem has arisen. Anybody with a digital video camera can go out and film a TERRIBLE ABOMINATION of a movie. Horror needs film, or at least a digital cam that can replicate the qualities of film. I don't want to watch some idiot smear corn syrup on their chest and have it look like a terrible family reunion video. I want some impact and the suspension of disbelief that is only possible with some kind of budget.

I will admit to liking some of these crop of horror movies. But the ones I like have something to set them apart: B,C or D-list celebrities; An excellent grasp of low budget makeup and effects; Snappy, clever writing that doesn't seem like it's being delivered by a total moron; or people with a real grasp of what their movie should be. Lack any one of those and the best you are going to get is some blonde rubbing corn syrup on her breasts and fake screaming.

You know what else I don't like? Torture movies. SAW (the first film) was an exception, because it was more psychologically driven than the others in the franchise. I'm more looking at movies like HOSTEL (1 and 2), the rest of the SAW series and movies like Turistas. I do not enjoy these kind of movies, I like a psycho with a clever kill, But the movies where they stretch out the suffering of the victims? Not a fan. Also, why are these peoples hideouts always really filthy? Like smeary black crap on everything, rust everywhere, flickery lights. From my admittedly small grasp of Psychopath psychology, these people tend to want to see everything they are doing, not have rivulets of crap all over it. But I digress, I just wish we could get less of these and more monsters (human and otherwise) stalking nubile youths until there inevitable deaths.

Please?

Thanks hollywood, I know you'll never read this.

Belated 30 day BLAGSTRAVAGANZA!

First up, Some Videos:
Thermite IS AWESOME!
The Best Commercial Ever.
Movie Trailer Edit = hilarious
Classic Salt 'N Pepper

Now some random websites:
My favorite cooking wiki
A knife, hand forged out of a railroad spike
The homepage of Inspector Ham and Eggs
The Word Detective

I have in my head, at this moment, some ideas for a setting for a story. The problem is that, while that part of my idea is easily fleshed out, I have no idea for a plot. I have some character ideas, stuff like that, but they don't lend themselves to the spontaneous generation of plot type stuff.

I shall endeavor to flesh it out as I can.

In work related news, I was informed yesterday that, as of monday we all (RepAssist) have to do 4 hours of phone time each week. I don't like this but I will do it until the boss can convince the client that it is a bad idea.

Also, as of last night I have black hair. My boss and His boss said that I was in danger of being put back on the phones permanently if I did not change it from the blue.


Anyway, here's to 30 more days, and 30^10 more than that.