I'm currently converting my books to .mobi files so people (namely, me) can read them on the kindle. I need beta readers. Unfortunately nobody ever gets back with me after I give them the book to read, so I assume it's a nightmare to try and get through. Given the medium. I don't blame them.
I think about a lot of stuff during the day. Profound things. Yet the kind of job I have means I lose all the insight on hard thought doing soft things. Like problem solving, I guess. I keep trying to perfect the craft, but I'm constantly being crapped on from the higher ups.
I'm on probation because I'm quintile 5, meaning I'm in the worst 20% of all techs of my tenure. I have six friends that trained the exact same time I did, doing the exact same thing I do, and they're quintile 1, meaning BEST 20% of AT&T. YET, when I mention stuff about proper gauge ground wire they scratch their heads and say, "What?" When I mention the drop isn't far enough away from the power mast they say, "What?" When I mention what I'm getting "dinged" on they laugh.
I'm told I'm in the worst 5th of all techs. Yet, the best 5th has NO CLUE what I'm talking about and, on top of that, these are the things I'm being dinged on as being a bad tech.
I also got a stern warning because I was sick. I went to work and puked in a customer's garbage bin, for the love of God, but apparently I'm responsible for never getting sick, or else I'm in trouble. So yeah. That happened.
Vent over. I hate my job. I'm ragingly angry all the time (mostly because I gave up artificial sweeteners for Lent, and now I actually have energy), and these guys keep telling me it's my responsibility to never get sick. Right. Management's out for a week because of tonsillitis. Everyone welcomes him back. I'm out for two days with some stomach bug, I'm told being sick "impacts morale." Fuck you.
Sorry. That's all.
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