The Twinkies
Oct. 23rd, 2002 10:04 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
susandennisOk, I can no longer stand it. You guys are just going to have to look into my world - my work world, inhabited by The Twinkies.
There are three of them and they are all in inside sales. They spend their days in the office on the phone and discussing - among themselves - things that are important to them. They appear not to understand that the other people in the room 1) can hear their every fucking breath or 2) have their own work to do and don't want to hear their mindless chattering.
They are proud of their lack of computer skills (hear breathless and squeaky 'The printer just never works for me. I'm just not a computer person.') They are like little kids who cover their eyes and believe you disappear. When their mouths open they honestly believe that the only people who can hear them are the ones they are talking to. They believe that everyone loves a whiney voice. They believe that everyone cares about their weather, their children, their lives. And most of all, if they slip up and happen to say something clever or something that someone thinks is clever, they feel compelled to repeat it 42 fucking times!!!!
I just told the product planning guy (who gets to sit in another room) that if one of them got injured or killed that it would not be my fault. And it won't be.
He said that out of all the people he's ever worked with I was one of the most interesting. He was laughing hysterically when he said it - I'm not sure he meant that it was a good thing.
Anyway, this morning, one of the Twinkies got an email that had a very loud sound file attached and, apparently some kind of scarey picture. It also came with instructions to 'turn up your sound before you click here'.... As not one of them has any capacity to think before they act, they all, one by one, came in, opened their email, turned up their sound and clicked. The result was first of all an ear shattering squeal of some kind and then hilarious giggles as they stopped to discuss it with each other and review again the list of people that they know to whom they had sent it and/or were going to.
Is there any reason for me to let these people live???? Really??
There are three of them and they are all in inside sales. They spend their days in the office on the phone and discussing - among themselves - things that are important to them. They appear not to understand that the other people in the room 1) can hear their every fucking breath or 2) have their own work to do and don't want to hear their mindless chattering.
They are proud of their lack of computer skills (hear breathless and squeaky 'The printer just never works for me. I'm just not a computer person.') They are like little kids who cover their eyes and believe you disappear. When their mouths open they honestly believe that the only people who can hear them are the ones they are talking to. They believe that everyone loves a whiney voice. They believe that everyone cares about their weather, their children, their lives. And most of all, if they slip up and happen to say something clever or something that someone thinks is clever, they feel compelled to repeat it 42 fucking times!!!!
I just told the product planning guy (who gets to sit in another room) that if one of them got injured or killed that it would not be my fault. And it won't be.
He said that out of all the people he's ever worked with I was one of the most interesting. He was laughing hysterically when he said it - I'm not sure he meant that it was a good thing.
Anyway, this morning, one of the Twinkies got an email that had a very loud sound file attached and, apparently some kind of scarey picture. It also came with instructions to 'turn up your sound before you click here'.... As not one of them has any capacity to think before they act, they all, one by one, came in, opened their email, turned up their sound and clicked. The result was first of all an ear shattering squeal of some kind and then hilarious giggles as they stopped to discuss it with each other and review again the list of people that they know to whom they had sent it and/or were going to.
Is there any reason for me to let these people live???? Really??
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Date: 2002-10-23 10:38 am (UTC)Re: twinkies
Date: 2002-10-23 11:11 am (UTC)Re: twinkies
Date: 2002-10-23 11:48 am (UTC)What's hilarious about this is that we don't work in some huge corporation. We're a small private $chool with less than 500 kids. Every penny that gets spent on the idiots' computer ignorance is paid for out of tuition hikes. Why worry about lost time or money? We'll make the parents pay for it!
Check out my post from last May:
http://www.livejournal.com/talkread.bml?journal=madeleine&itemid=83870 (http://www.livejournal.com/talkread.bml?journal=madeleine&itemid=83870)
And so it goes. :p
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I vote no!
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Date: 2002-10-23 11:12 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2002-10-23 10:45 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2002-10-23 11:12 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2002-10-23 10:54 am (UTC)I can't hear anyone and no one hears me.
I wrote in the student user lab manual "The media lab runs much like a library in the military. As quietly, neatly and effeciently as possible. " And maybe I should be ashamed but here and there I post signs that say whisper
As for myself though... I have the opposite kind of laugh, hearty.
And you already know how much people who do not possess the minimum computer skills for office work annoy me.
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Date: 2002-10-23 11:14 am (UTC)Nope ...
Date: 2002-10-23 10:16 pm (UTC)Or just imagine doing so. No-one will know why you're REALLY smiling ... (-;
HI!
Just thought I'd pop in and surprise you ...
Good luck with the Twinkies, bye for now, luv Taniwha (-: