Thursday, June 29, 2006

Newest Soul Affection...

Tears And Rain
by
James Blunt
How I wish I could surrender my soul;
Shed the clothes that become my skin;
See the liar that burns within my needing.
How I wish I'd chosen darkness from cold.
How I wish I had screamed out loud,
Instead I've found no meaning.
I guess it's time I run far, far away; find comfort in pain,
All pleasure's the same: it just keeps me from trouble.
Hides my true shape, like Dorian Gray.
I've heard what they say, but I'm not here for trouble.
It's more than just words: it's just tears and rain.
How I wish I could walk through the doors of my mind;
Hold memory close at hand,
Help me understand the years.
How I wish I could choose between Heaven and Hell.
How I wish I would save my soul.
I'm so cold from fear.
I guess it's time I run far, far away; find comfort in pain,
All pleasure's the same: it just keeps me from trouble.
Hides my true shape, like Dorian Gray.
I've heard what they say, but I'm not here for trouble.
Far, far away; find comfort in pain.
All pleasure's the same: it just keeps me from trouble.
It's more than just words: it's just tears and rain.

Wednesday, June 28, 2006

Favoritism at it’s finest

A year ago I was told by the HR interview queen
That I “didn’t have the right stuff to become a Supervisor here

So I buckled down
And worked my ass off for a year
I’m told by all and sundry that I’m
“One of the best in the center”

There are currently 2 SUP positions in this place
And I didn’t even get an interview

They gave a first interview to a 23 yr old suck up
And I didn’t get one

They gave an interview to the guy that they told
“needs more work”
With his approach

Nothing about him has changed
But he got an interview

And they wonder why people are stomping out the door in droves
I have an interview at a University on Wed the 7th

Monday, June 26, 2006

Letter From BC Ferries

Good afternoon:

Thank you very much for your email yesterday.

I wanted to let you know that we did receive your comments and your concerns are being treated with the utmost seriousness.

A copy of your feedback has already been shared in full with the senior operational manager responsible for this service region. He will be back in touch with me shortly and then I will in turn contact you personally.

In the meantime, thank you for your patience as we look into this serious matter.

If you have any questions at all, please don't hesitate to contact me directly.

I look forward to speaking with you soon.

XXXX XXXXXX

Customer Relations Coordinator

British Columbia Ferry Services Inc

Letter to BC Ferries

On Sunday June 25th 2006 at approximately 3:50 PM I arrived at the Mill Bay ferry terminal. I rode past the line up on my motorcycle to the bottom and front of the line up to see what time the next ferry left. As I got there I realized that the ferry was almost arrived – so I took off my helmet to sit on the bench to wait for my turn.

At this point I had no intention of getting on the current boat, but I didn’t think I could get turned around and back up the hill so I’d decided to just wait till the next boat.

A man came down the line to dump something in the garbage can. He was dark and tattooed and when he got near me he said, “So you think you’re just going to bypass all these cars and get on first?” I replied: “excuse me?” he then said, “I don’t like this bitch I know where you live and you’d best watch your back and your bike.”

Being caught completely off guard, I replied that I didn’t make the rules, that it was my understanding that motorcycles and bicycles loaded first on all BC Ferry ships. The two foot-passengers standing there agreed with me.

He again threatened me with “I know where you live – watch your back – watch your bike”. I frankly became upset and could think of nothing more to say than “I don’t make the rules” the man continued to threaten me with the same threat – “I know where you live – watch your bike bitch – watch your bike…” over his shoulder as he headed back up the line to his vehicle. I became concerned for my safety and that of my vehicle.

When the ship docked a member of the BC Ferries staff came out past the dock to the lineup to take fees and I told him that I had been threatened by a fellow in the line up for going to the first of the line. He advised me to pay my fee and get on board.

I did so and then I rode onto the ferry and informed the deck hand that I had been threatened repeatedly. The deck hand paid no attention to me, I became more concerned as it seemed evident that the deck hand didn’t care that I’d been threatened.

As the ferry was loading I walked back to the portion of the ship with a roof to get out of the sun. The deckhand then accosted me, stuck his finger under my nose to inform me in a most aggressive manner that I was in the wrong and that “you will never again bypass the line up to gain board of this little ferry”.

I tried repeatedly to tell him that I had been riding this particular ship for years on my motorcycle and no one had ever told me that but instead of talking or listening he barked that my motorcycle takes up too much room and that I would not be doing that again.

At this point I turned around to find the man that had threatened me standing behind me laughing. It was quite evident to me that the man who had threatened me was personally acquainted with the deckhand. The deck hand then left leaving the man began to harangue at me again. So much so that people began to get back in their cars to get away from him and his mouth.

My motorcycle is licensed by the province of BC as a motorcycle, I require a motorcycle endorsement to ride it and as such members of BC Ferry staff do not get to decide if my motorcycle is too big to be a motorcycle. If in fact the motorcycles boarding first rules had changed – the Ferry employee that took my money should have informed me. But in fact when I asked him about it later he told me “now we both know”.

If in fact the rules had changed, the deckhand that yelled at me should have informed me in a calm professional manner. The deckhand, when he saw the man having at me again should have at the very least asked the man to leave me alone as his point was well made. As I am a single woman, part of his job is to see to the safety of the people on the ship.

In this day and age it is beyond reprehensible that a single women should have to be in fear while riding a BC Ferry. As a single woman I should have been able to find comfort or at least safety via the Ferry crew. Instead Ferry staff yelled at me.

Sunday, June 25, 2006

Sunrise

the sun rises
slowly over the mountain
peeking over the top
gradually getting brighter
and larger
till you can no longer look
all is quiet
all is calm
it's the time of the day
when you think you are invincible
when you are sure that you can do anything
when the only sound you hear is the birds
and the coffee pot
and all seems right with the world

(there's a pic - but blogger is having loading issues s0 I'll add it later!)

Thursday, June 22, 2006

Dear Oprah,

As a Supervisor for "Jack" Wireless I want you to know - that our Customer Service Reps are completely capable and empowered to do their jobs!

And as you have recently announced on national TV that customers should "just ask for a Supervisor" immediately on their calls to their wireless service providers as that's the best way to get what you want....I am now unable to accomplish anything that I am paid to do.

I spend all my time talking to agitated customer's who'd have been better served by a Customer Service Rep that does the job all the time as opposed to myself who spends the greater majority of my time doing administrative duties. I swear my arse ain't touched the cotton of my not so nice desk chair in weeks thanks to your brash statement and in my humble opinion you owe me.

I look forward to receiving your check in the mail!

Oh '
And Have a Nice Day!

a Legend? not quite...

so I wake up this morning
too early I might add
to find an email from
Ali the invincible
asking me to view the link on BDB
to my sister blog

look over there to the right
it's listed under WyzWmn's Words to the Wise

the link on BDB is tickety boo
BDB and I
have come to an understanding
about my commitment
to the endevor

but in my usual WW form
I am a little farklempt
about being called
a Legend....
(in my own mind maybe :o)

I'm just a bald broad
on a Pickle...
with a big mouth!

anyway - the link to the magazine site is
http://www.beltdrivebetty.com

Wednesday, June 21, 2006

A turn...

things have truly
heated up at work

first there's a 2.00 raise for all employees
except that staff and managers get naught

then there's the fact that not one
but two
supervisors are leaving
and mine is coaching me
to apply for the position

so I guess I need
to examine my motivation
for doing so
to understand if I have a valid
contribution to make

and speaking of contributions
I have been asked
to write a sister blog
to "WyzWmn's World"

tentatively called
"WyzWmn's Words to the Wise"
to be linked
to a motorcycling periodical
called
the Busted Knuckle

oh
and the VOD is not talking to me again
that is a mixed blessing

is there something in the air?
there seems to have been a turn?

Monday, June 19, 2006

Puzzle me this....?

what do you suppose

would possess

a grown man,

who has a wife a child

to leave a Supervisory/Office job of 3 years

to go off to make a living

as a masonary apprentice

money?
not likely

fame?
not likely

prestige?
not likely

stress!

nuttin more and nuttin less

Wednesday, June 14, 2006

Wake Up Call

here's why I can't leave my job:

Rx #1 = $260.69 - I pay $8.04
Rx #2 = $297.28 - I pay $9.56
Rx #3 = $112.28 - I pay $5.28
Rx #4 = $114.34 - I pay $6.10
Rx #5 = $558.07 - I pay $24.59

$1342.66 - $53.57 = $1289.09

apparently

my soul
currently runs
at a cost of
$1289.09
a month

Is it time?

Is it time
to shit
or
get off
the pot?

is it time
to put
my money
where
my mouth is?

just how much shit and abuse
should people have to take
to keep their jobs?

is it realistic to think
that you can continue to foster
a culture of negativity
and expect people to stay

or
prosper?

it's all about the gimmee's
and no matter how fast you dance...
no matter how good you are...
no matter how much of your own...
you put into it...
it is never enough.

the response continues to be
there'll always be someone else
to do your measly job

can it be that
I've been monitored and picked at
for so long
that I have lost my ability
to believe in my capabilities?

can it be that I'm scared to try elsewhere?
that being good at a losing proposition
doesn't necessarily make you good at anything else?

have they undermined my confidence
in my skills and abilities and aptitudes
that I will be too scared
to stand by my word?

to laugh in their faces
and tell them
that I've been shit on
by bigger and better people
than they every have hope of being!

but that unlike them
I will go on
and be successful
elsewhere...


Is it time?

Sunday, June 11, 2006

More Gnarls Barkley

Just A Thought

All I want is your understanding.
As in the small lack of affections.
"Why is this my life?"
is almost everybody's question.
And I've tried, everything but suicide...
but it's crossed my mind.
I prefer peace.
Wouldn't have to have one worldly posession.
But essentially I'm an animal,
so just what do I do with all the aggression?
Well I've tried everything but suicide,
but it's crossed my mind.
Life is a one way street ain't it?
If you could paint it, I'd chalk myself going in the right direction.
so I go all the way.
Like I really really know what the truth is?
I'm only guessing.
And I've tried everything but suicide,
ooh but yes, it's crossed my mind. Just a thought.
It's even dark in the daytime.
It's not just good, it's great depression.
When I was lost I even found myself looking in the gun's direction
And so I've tried,
everything but suicide.
And yes it's crossed my mind.
But I'm fine.

Saturday, June 10, 2006

the only good thing

the only good thing
about
being sick
for a week
with
bacterial pneumonia
no less

is discovering
new tunage

Gnarles Barkley "Crazy"...

I remember when, I remember, I remember when I lost my mind
There was something so pleasant about that phase.
Even your emotions had an echo
In so much space
And when you're out there
Without care,
Yeah, I was out of touch
But it wasn't because I didn't know enough
I just knew too much
Does that make me crazy
Does that make me crazy
Does that make me crazy
Probably
And I hope that you are having the time of your life
But think twice, that's my only advice
Come on now, who do you, who do you, who do you, who do you think you are,
Ha ha ha bless your soul
You really think you're in control
Well, I think you're crazy
I think you're crazy
I think you're crazy
Just like me
My heroes had the heart to lose their lives out on a limb
And all I remember is thinking, I want to be like them
Ever since I was little, ever since I was little it looked like fun
And it's no coincidence I've come
And I can die when I'm done
Maybe I'm crazy
Maybe you're crazy
Maybe we're crazy
Probably

Sunday, June 04, 2006

Customer Service

My riding club chapter meets on Sunday mornings for coffee before we ride off into the wild blue yonder (just how far can ya ride on an Island she asks? well 72 hours from tip to tip and 7 hours side to side...but I digress)

So there's always a line up in this particular coffee place and there's always a whole bunch of "trainees" (small wonder if they get treated like this!)

Anyway, in the meantime the manager is working the deli counter and I am standing in one of 2 line ups for coffee - some guy at the deli counter asked her (the manager) to correct his order cos she' got it wrong and she starting screamin like a fish monger about how it was all the "stupid kids at the coffee counter's fault for putting the order in wrong" and she's flappin her arms and doing the big horrified that someone would speak to her about service and things just escalated from there

While this is going on...I get to order a large coffee and all I have is a $50.00 bill and the little girl at the counter is all freaked out cos she's got no change and will have to ask the manager for some...

And then comes the manager with the mouth and by the time she was done both of the little girls at the coffee counter were crying and it was 20 min's since I got my coffee without my $49.21 in change - and I was tryin to be patient cos it's not the little girl's fault that there's no change or that her boss but the C in that word I ain't supposed to use in public

One of the girls finally got past the "she's gonna freak out at me again" and asked for change this Godzilla impersonator turned around and started screaming again - I'm not talkin "spoke loudly" she was screamin like a crazed person all spittin n frothin a the mouth....and that just pissed me off all the more (and about 15 people behind me)

Anyway - I led in with some basic Customer Service 101..."you are the employee and I am the customer, therefore you are being paid to put on yer big girl panties and suck it up ya fuckin princess" it kinda went straight downhill from there...I got my change and a standing ovation and she's likely lookin for a new job.

Seems I've got an extra large dose of the "fairness" gene and I'm completely missing the "practical joke" gene...so...needless to say - I am more than a little adept and putting people who think that they are the cock of the walk in their place....round here I believe it's called "mean mouth speaks truth"

I don't necessarily like it - but it had to be done

Friday, June 02, 2006

I don't get it

ok
I ain't a prude
and I'm not offended or put off by people living
alternate life styles

but I don't get
the need they seem have to lead with it

case in point:


one of my co-workers
announces he's getting engaged in a month
I say "Congrats - does she know yet?"
he says "he"
"oh uhhm congrats - bye"

like seriously
did I need to know that?

a woman joins my motorcycle riding club
and announces to my boss
she's living her life in the
"BDSM, lifestyle and the freedom of expressions and experiences in erotica"

I'm like: "uhhhhhm - yup - pleased to meet you"


another woman I work with
belongs to a religious group
that is often discussed openly in the media
as it has sects that are considered deviant

do I need to know your beleif patterns?

for me the problem is never the alternate lifestyle
what you do is non of my business
for me the problem is the proclivity to live your life without boundaries

to overshare
to give me too much info

I don't get it