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This really happened yesterday. Sometimes I like New York. Sometimes, I get really skeezed out by it.
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Friday, July 10, 2009
Thursday, January 15, 2009
Clap On, Clap Off. Clap On Clap Off!
Repetition makes long strips easier. Luckily, while I am an office drone, repetition is ALL I do.
This is seriously my day. Call the TIME phone line 4 times a day, Sign a piece of paper 4 times a day. All for the sake of making sure we're actually IN the Building. AT work. Not necessarily DOING work but at least they know we're there.
Additionally, they've incorporated a new game into our day: Musical Rooms. In which all 28 of us manage to settle into a room that seats 20 and only has enough outlets and ethernet ports for 20 computers, and then someone tells us that we've been moved to another room on an entirely different floor which is also insufficient to seat us all. So we all hustle as quick as we can to the other room, fighting tooth and nail to get a spot where we can A) sit and B) plug in a computer. Rinse, repeat. They had us switch rooms THREE times.
This is seriously my day. Call the TIME phone line 4 times a day, Sign a piece of paper 4 times a day. All for the sake of making sure we're actually IN the Building. AT work. Not necessarily DOING work but at least they know we're there.
Additionally, they've incorporated a new game into our day: Musical Rooms. In which all 28 of us manage to settle into a room that seats 20 and only has enough outlets and ethernet ports for 20 computers, and then someone tells us that we've been moved to another room on an entirely different floor which is also insufficient to seat us all. So we all hustle as quick as we can to the other room, fighting tooth and nail to get a spot where we can A) sit and B) plug in a computer. Rinse, repeat. They had us switch rooms THREE times.
Wednesday, December 24, 2008
I'm a Survivor
True Story:
You have to wonder about a company that seriously considers asking its workforce who they would eat first in the case of desertion. You have to wonder about it even more when this company considers this question to be part of "team-building". Personally, I'm not too thrilled that 140 of my coworkers now know that in case of a dire emergency, I would eat coworker Keith. This doesn't make them trust me more, and knowing who they would eat doesn't make me like THEM any better.
Where back at headquarters, so I'm back on a M-F schedule and working 8:30-5. I'm still working on adjusting my schedule.
This comic clearly depicts 4 of my coworkers. I don't think the women will be too unhappy with their portrayal. I think they're sorta cute, and they always are impeccably dressed. The managers however??? My dad thinks I drew one of them kinda girly. Ah well. There's only so much that facial hair can do. You all know that drawing males is not my strong suit. Plus, their clothes are always so boring.
I'm home for the holidays! Hurray!
You have to wonder about a company that seriously considers asking its workforce who they would eat first in the case of desertion. You have to wonder about it even more when this company considers this question to be part of "team-building". Personally, I'm not too thrilled that 140 of my coworkers now know that in case of a dire emergency, I would eat coworker Keith. This doesn't make them trust me more, and knowing who they would eat doesn't make me like THEM any better.
Where back at headquarters, so I'm back on a M-F schedule and working 8:30-5. I'm still working on adjusting my schedule.
This comic clearly depicts 4 of my coworkers. I don't think the women will be too unhappy with their portrayal. I think they're sorta cute, and they always are impeccably dressed. The managers however??? My dad thinks I drew one of them kinda girly. Ah well. There's only so much that facial hair can do. You all know that drawing males is not my strong suit. Plus, their clothes are always so boring.
I'm home for the holidays! Hurray!
Sunday, December 14, 2008
Upside-Down World
The thing about working in hospitals, is that you're constantly being exposed to all sorts of nasty things. MRSA, Meningitis, TB, not to mention just about every cold and flu making the yearly rounds. So I guess I shouldn't have been so surprised last April, when I first started working in the hospitals and found myself getting ridiculously sick on a weekly basis.
Things have stabilized since, and for the most part, I'm fairly healthy. I take precautions when working (like washing my hands frequently, not touching patients or really ANYTHING, and keeping away from rooms with warning signs on them). But even the most careful person can't avoid a cold when every one of her coworkers has managed to catch it.
And that's where I find myself today; Sore throat, dry cough, woozy, droopy, blah, and feeling like I'm under 66 feet of water (that's two whole atmospheres of pressure!). I'm not imagining my coworkers are hagfish or hairbrushes yet, but I feel the time is close at hand.
Saturday, December 6, 2008
Bending the Rules
Now that we've been at this hospital for over 3 weeks, there is REALLY nothing to do there. I mean, it's ridiculously slow. Naturally, being an intelligent individual, I am endlessly searching for something to keep me occupied. Unfortunately, nothing is allowed by our "managers". damn. Now we're at a really really small hospital in Manteca. There are more of us than there are nurses! So we get thrown off the floor because we're crowding them.
Twist of irony: I drew this at work two weeks ago, and I am posting this update from work now. MUAHAHAHAH! I'm subverting the system!
Twist of irony: I drew this at work two weeks ago, and I am posting this update from work now. MUAHAHAHAH! I'm subverting the system!
Replacement Pests
Point of Fact; I have traded the roaches, not for ants (which are actually one of my greatest fears), but for Earwigs, which are relatively harmless (according to wikipedia), but altogether still rather too gruesome for me to allow crawling around my home.
Still, given the choice between one or the other, I'll take the earwigs. Maybe the spiders will take care of them.
Man, I hate ants.
My Unfortunate Guests
I am extremely sad that my PhotoShop hasn't resurrected itself. It'd been months since I made a comic, but I drew this one today. You'll be disgusted to know that this shoddy workmanship is all I can cobble together using a strange combination of MS Paint, Powerpoint, and ComicLife. I also frittered away $1.80 utilizing the scanner at Fedex-Kinko's to bring this to you, so I hope you guys enjoy it! You'd better!
My work provides me with corporate housing which varies widely in condition. When I lived in Sacramento, the housing was really pretty nice, with access to a pool (necessary. It was damn hot out there) and it was pretty clean. My housing in Modesto is not exactly nice. In fact, it's plain dirty, and when I first moved in, I was not aware of my cirtterly pests. I found one of them galavanting in my sauce pan and I just about had a heart attack. I resolved then and there to take care of it.
My work provides me with corporate housing which varies widely in condition. When I lived in Sacramento, the housing was really pretty nice, with access to a pool (necessary. It was damn hot out there) and it was pretty clean. My housing in Modesto is not exactly nice. In fact, it's plain dirty, and when I first moved in, I was not aware of my cirtterly pests. I found one of them galavanting in my sauce pan and I just about had a heart attack. I resolved then and there to take care of it.
You're SUPPOSED to be HELPING
I wish I could say that this hadn't really happened at work, but unfortunately, it sort of has.
I like the color palette for this one!
I like the color palette for this one!
A Sudden Rush
The generalities of work:
It could be better.
It could be worse.
Overall, I'm just happy I'm getting a paycheck. On the other hand, an 8 hour shift with nurses who are constantly stressed out and don't really want you around... well, they could be paying me more to deal with that sort of thing.
For the uninitiated, my job involves teaching the nurses at a local hospital how to use the new computer system the health-care company just set up there. They have to use the system for EVERYTHING. "Go-live" was on February 9th, that was the first day all the people in the hospital were required to use the program. No more paper.
It could be better.
It could be worse.
Overall, I'm just happy I'm getting a paycheck. On the other hand, an 8 hour shift with nurses who are constantly stressed out and don't really want you around... well, they could be paying me more to deal with that sort of thing.
For the uninitiated, my job involves teaching the nurses at a local hospital how to use the new computer system the health-care company just set up there. They have to use the system for EVERYTHING. "Go-live" was on February 9th, that was the first day all the people in the hospital were required to use the program. No more paper.
CAPTION CONTEST!
I know what I wanted to caption this particular comic, but I figured it'd be more amusing to everyone to let you guys try and come up with something witty, sharp and intelligent.
So leave a comment with your guesses as to what my shoulder angel and devil are telling me and what (if anything) I'm saying to them. Or you can caption the scene itself. It's up to you.
So leave a comment with your guesses as to what my shoulder angel and devil are telling me and what (if anything) I'm saying to them. Or you can caption the scene itself. It's up to you.
Study, Study, PANIC
One would assume that if one was in a training class for four months and the average time required to pass the training exam was approximately one month, that one would be quite over-prepared by that time.
The day I drew this, we found ourselves in the awkward position of being trained in the SAME. EXACT. CLASS. as we were in the month before. Same topics being covered. Same doctors teaching us. They didn't recognize us at all. It was as incredibly mind-numbing as it was the first time.
Then, one of the head honchos came in at the end and quizzed us (this happened last time, too, so it wasn't much of a shock). But he decided to act offended that we didn't know how to do anything in departments aside from our own (if "Lisa" works in the emergency department, why on earth would she care to know how jerky a surgeon is going to be when she doesn't know where he should click to learn his schedule. "Tanya" wouldn't be interacting with surgeons anyway!).
In any case, all the doctors started freaking out that we didn't know anything and "Go-Live" is in just 9 days, and our exam is in 2. It's a little late to question your teaching methods, no?
The day I drew this, we found ourselves in the awkward position of being trained in the SAME. EXACT. CLASS. as we were in the month before. Same topics being covered. Same doctors teaching us. They didn't recognize us at all. It was as incredibly mind-numbing as it was the first time.
Then, one of the head honchos came in at the end and quizzed us (this happened last time, too, so it wasn't much of a shock). But he decided to act offended that we didn't know how to do anything in departments aside from our own (if "Lisa" works in the emergency department, why on earth would she care to know how jerky a surgeon is going to be when she doesn't know where he should click to learn his schedule. "Tanya" wouldn't be interacting with surgeons anyway!).
In any case, all the doctors started freaking out that we didn't know anything and "Go-Live" is in just 9 days, and our exam is in 2. It's a little late to question your teaching methods, no?
Awfully Glad to be Unhappy
2 Months in to work, it was not going too fantastically. I'd come home very depressed when my shift ends at midnight. And one night's conversation with one of my 'managers' didn't much help. The way things are done at this company really frustrates me sometimes.
I'm trying to let it go though. This was drawn on my last day of work before my "weekend". It'd been 7 days straight, where I'd been doing day shifts, alternating with evening shifts, and it's hard to adjust. I was tired and cranky.
I'm trying to let it go though. This was drawn on my last day of work before my "weekend". It'd been 7 days straight, where I'd been doing day shifts, alternating with evening shifts, and it's hard to adjust. I was tired and cranky.
How do you fit 5 people onto a bed?
This is how:
July 4, 2004
Too tired to stay awake for all of GATACCA. Alas
July 4, 2004
Too tired to stay awake for all of GATACCA. Alas
I don't live on the street, It's an *Avenue*
Truth is, Berkeley is a lot like Northampton, MA, where I went to college. Except bigger. Lots bigger. Which means more of EVERYTHING. Also, everything is like 20x more intense.
No child has actually pointed out my depressingly bland wardrobe yet, but I figure it's only a matter of time. The kids here are snappy dressers, which is both intimidating and inspiring. Also, beards still freak me out, so this is one of the frightening situations I'm working on avoiding. If a hobo with that much facial hair approaches me, forget change, I'm throwing him a razor.
I'm proud of the quality of this comic. But don't expect this kind of quality every time... I had an abundance of leisure time today. The style is a little different too, and I think I like it.
No child has actually pointed out my depressingly bland wardrobe yet, but I figure it's only a matter of time. The kids here are snappy dressers, which is both intimidating and inspiring. Also, beards still freak me out, so this is one of the frightening situations I'm working on avoiding. If a hobo with that much facial hair approaches me, forget change, I'm throwing him a razor.
I'm proud of the quality of this comic. But don't expect this kind of quality every time... I had an abundance of leisure time today. The style is a little different too, and I think I like it.
Incredibly Vague Harry Potter Spoilers
I'm well aware that most people here probably don't give a damn about HP. I'm ok with that. I'm just gonna take a moment to reflect. I'll be quick, I promise.
I just finished book 7. I have to say I didn't like the ending much. But aside from that, I feel really sorry for Ginny.
Poor Ginny.
Why does everyone treat Ginny like she's nothing? I'd be furious if I were her. J.K. Rowling spent 6 books setting her up; oh, she's a great flier, oh she casts powerful hexes, oh Slughorn thinks she's amazing. And then at the end of the 7th book, nothing. Waste, waste, waste.
I just finished book 7. I have to say I didn't like the ending much. But aside from that, I feel really sorry for Ginny.
Poor Ginny.
Why does everyone treat Ginny like she's nothing? I'd be furious if I were her. J.K. Rowling spent 6 books setting her up; oh, she's a great flier, oh she casts powerful hexes, oh Slughorn thinks she's amazing. And then at the end of the 7th book, nothing. Waste, waste, waste.
Oh, The Geek
I used to get requests in my mailbox to do memes and it'd been a week since I did a comic. To be honest, I don't much care for memes. But then the LOLCat thing came to town and I was hooked. So I decided I might as well do everything all at once. So I memed all last night. My friend Meherbaba requested a comic, so I scraped one together. And in record time too, if you don't count all the stuff at the bottom (I don't want to give away the ending now)...
Yes indeed, this is one big GIF file. And yes indeed, I had to position and tweak every Chewie down there. Frustrating as heck. I really wanted Spock. Or in absence of Spock, Yoda. But apparently, Yoda's not as big a thing in sprite designer world as Chewie. Anyway, he resembles a hamster at least slightly... so it sorta works. Sorta.
ALSO: Obviously, this pegs me to the entire world that I'm a geek. I'm cool with that. And now you know my favorite Star Trek movie (and it really shouldn't surpise those who have read my profile, because, yes, it has whales). However, this is a plea to everyone to not badger me with IMed or emailed requests to know my favorite captain or favorite episode, or favorite doctor or whatever. You're not gonna get a response. Maybe I'll even block you. That kind of stuff is just not that important You're welcome to message me, send me a note, leave a comment, whatever you like, as long as you're not asking me more of the same. And of course, I love it when you enjoy what I've created. But there's a limit to the fanboyish squeeing I'll stand for in a conversation. It gets annoying after awhile.
Fun/weird fact I probably should not admit to: I have a TNG style doctor's uniform in my closet. And also a Starfleet Coroner's Badge (But I swear it's not mine, the badge, I mean).
To see the full versions of the Macros and Chewie icons I made, you can click on the following links:
Whalz
Pwnd
Chewie
Yes indeed, this is one big GIF file. And yes indeed, I had to position and tweak every Chewie down there. Frustrating as heck. I really wanted Spock. Or in absence of Spock, Yoda. But apparently, Yoda's not as big a thing in sprite designer world as Chewie. Anyway, he resembles a hamster at least slightly... so it sorta works. Sorta.
ALSO: Obviously, this pegs me to the entire world that I'm a geek. I'm cool with that. And now you know my favorite Star Trek movie (and it really shouldn't surpise those who have read my profile, because, yes, it has whales). However, this is a plea to everyone to not badger me with IMed or emailed requests to know my favorite captain or favorite episode, or favorite doctor or whatever. You're not gonna get a response. Maybe I'll even block you. That kind of stuff is just not that important You're welcome to message me, send me a note, leave a comment, whatever you like, as long as you're not asking me more of the same. And of course, I love it when you enjoy what I've created. But there's a limit to the fanboyish squeeing I'll stand for in a conversation. It gets annoying after awhile.
Fun/weird fact I probably should not admit to: I have a TNG style doctor's uniform in my closet. And also a Starfleet Coroner's Badge (But I swear it's not mine, the badge, I mean).
To see the full versions of the Macros and Chewie icons I made, you can click on the following links:
Whalz
Pwnd
Chewie
The Glitter Paradox
No matter how much you clean, no matter how often or how deeply, if you spill glitter ONCE, it will be there forever. This happened back in 2004, and I STILL find glitter all over the house from the event.
ROUS: Rodent Of Unusual Size
Every summer, my dog bites herself furless. She resembles nothing more than a large dock-tailed rat. Oatmeal baths do nothing. Poor sweetheart.
Crazy Theater People
When I was a sophomore in College, I took a set design class. As part of our final, we had a role-playing meeting with our professor who pretended to be the director of our play, "The Glass Menagerie". The student who had to go first was totally blind-sided because she just wasn't ready for our prof to say. "I see BLACK". Really, what's that all about!? Theater People are nuts.
She's a Siamese, I think
This one is kinda crappy quality, I feel, plus the flow isn't very good, but I just don't care. I'm tired.
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