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| Well, Fuck This ThenRight now, the TK is hella pissed. Why? Bemis.
I had my interview with them last Wednesday and, in my opinion, it went very well. The two people that interview me said that they were, "Anxious to hire someone so I would probably hear from them the start of [this] week." I sat around Monday... no email. Tuesday... no email. Finally Wednesday at noon I send the HR rep there an email asking if they had made their decision. I sit here 24 hours later and I still have no response to that email. What the fuck. When we were emailing each other about the interview time and directions, she always responded within 10 minutes of one of my emails. Fuck that place.
Is it common business practice to just ignore people you're not going to hire? I still have never heard back from my Rose Ventures interview. That was a month ago. What pisses me off the most is that even when I asked about the fucking results they still ignored me. I can't believe that. What. Dicks.
The icing on the cake is I emailed Mettler-Toledo this morning asking if they were hiring another summer intern and, if so, if they would consider me for the position. I got an email back saying that the new lab director isn't hiring an intern this summer. I guess I should at least be happy I got a response. Apparently spending three minutes to respond to potential employees is a waste of time.
I have no job. I have no prospects.
Well... fuck this then.
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| It's Been a WhileI haven't updated in a while, so I figured I'd go ahead and write a little something.
School:
School's going OK. Just another quarter. This one is surprisingly easy. Reactor design is a moderate amount of work, but the concepts are easy. Data Collection is retard easy and little to no work. Environmental Science pisses me off. I hate that class so much. It's really easy, but I have no interest in it and thus do poorly. I think I'm going to drop it. We'll see. EEE is easy, but I'll probably get a B in it. Unit Ops is about to get slightly difficult. We have to write an 8 page paper that's due next Tuesday. It's pretty formulaic, but it's going to take up some time. That's about all.
General:
I'm sick. I don't know what it is. My throat is sore and I think I have a sinus infection.
I'm trying to get back into the habit of going to the gym again. So far it's been pretty good. I just hope I can keep it up.
Foam Party:
Foam party was this past weekend. It was pretty fun. We have to have party workers and if not enough people sign up to work, they are randomly selected. I was randomly selected for DD, which wasn't going to fly with me. Luckily no one knows how old I am and I managed to get switched to the last bar shift. It was pretty good. I managed to get two girls to make out with each other somehow. I remember it wasn't that hard either. It went something like this:
Girls: Can we get some beer?
Me: If you guys make out.
Girls: We can't! Our sorority sisters are right over there!
Me: You can come behind the bar and do it.
Girls: Hold on.
So they scamper off and lead there sorority sisters down stairs and come back.
Me: Well let's see it.
Girls: *Smooching*
Girls: Can we get the beer now?
Me: We're out of beer.
That's pretty much how it went. We were really out of beer too. I think I gave them some wine coolers as a consolation prize, though. I love being me sometimes.
Summer Plans:
I literally just got back from a job interview with Bemis, a plastic packaging plant located here in TH. It seems like a pretty good job with flexible hours. They work 24/7 so I may be expected to come in at night and some hours on the weekend, but I don't really have a problem with that. They said I wouldn't be expected to do it all the time. I'd be tweaking processes for them trying to make them more efficient which sounds pretty interesting. Hopefully I get it. I'm supposed to hear back from them by the first of next week. I even told them that I might be able to stay on next year which is a huge possibility since the hours are flexible and next year is going to be a light work load. I feel like I got it, which is just what I want. Hopefully the pay is good. My goal is to buy a ridiculously large flat screen TV by the end of the summer.
That's about all I can think of. I've got some homework to do.
Update:
So, apparently I survived my first earthquake last night. It didn't originate here, but it was pretty close. About 70 miles SSW of here. It was about 4:30 this morning. Here was my thought process:
I wake up.
What the hell is that?
Is someone opening the garage? (My room is above the garage)
No, it's too wobbly for that.
Fuck it. I'm tired.
I'm getting a coin operated bed for free.
Back to sleep.
All in all it was pretty uneventful. It was a 5.4 on the rictor scale where it originated, and one of the brothers from California said it was probably a ~3 or ~3.5 here. Nothing was broken at our house. It was just weird to be in an earthquake.
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| Behold, I am all that is MANSo I pretty much just had the best meal of my life.
I come back from my Mass Transfer exam (easy) and Cerg comes in my room and asks me if I'm hungry and offers up some pancakes. You know what goes good with pancakes? Bacon. And hash browns with cheese on them. Now let me explain to you why I'm going to be on the shitter the rest of the day.
I get done frying up a pound of bacon (for four people) and wonder, "How do you get rid of bacon grease?" I was then warned you don't throw it down the drain 'cause it could clog it. Jeff knows what to do with bacon grease. Fry three eggs in it. There was still some left, though, so we put some hash browns in it. Jesus. Then we cut up some pickles and fried them in there. Now we've got things going.
My meal consisted of: a pancake with butter and syrup, four strips of fried bacon, a good portion of hash browns cooked in way too much oil topped with cheese, a small portion of hash browns fried in bacon grease with cheese, a bacon fried egg and some bacon fried pickles. I can already sense my colon expanding for the increased through-fair.
Now the question is, do I study for my stats final? I need a 95% percent to get an A, but only a 62% to get a B. I'm pretty amazed at this since I did really good in the class. On all the quizzes I missed a total of one point, got an A on every homework assignment, two bonus points, and an A on two of the three tests. The only reason it sort of makes sense is I got a C on the third test and the final is 30% of our overall grade. I don't think it'll be too bad. I'll probably review test three for an hour or so and call it quits.
That's all for now. I'll be home in a couple of days. Saturday, probably.
I'm going to go shit.
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| A Hairy ScheduleSo I’ve been doing a lot of thinking about our class period
structure here at Rose, mostly to take my mind of the fact that my face feels
like 40-grit sand paper. As many of you probably know, it’s Facial Hair
February. It’s a holiday of pure manliness where you celebrate by not shaving
the whole month.
That is, it makes most
men feel manly. I’m speaking specifically of those people that are able to grow
full beards, unlike myself. My facial hair grows like I have hormone
deficiencies. I didn’t even start shaving until my senior year of High School,
and even then it was just because my friends were doing it. One of my friends,
Don Seipel, looked like he had been growing a beard since he was four; maybe
three. I can imagine his mother giving birth to him giggling all the way
because his beard tickled. Then he probably grabbed a quick shave before
talking to the doctor about car engines and football.
Anyways, the period structure here is a little different. We
call them “hours,” but they only last 50 minutes. Even if you include the five
minute class break it doesn’t total an hour. I think a much better system would
be to make it a nine period day with 55 minute classes and a five minute break
starting at 8:00. Then we’d able to actually call them “hours,” and stop
confusing the Civils about how long an hour actually is. I can’t tell you how
many times I’ve gotten to school and asked someone what period only to have
them look at their watch, count on their fingers, and respond with, “Wait, I think
it’s July.” Under my proposed system
they’d be able to confidently respond, “That’s a pretty manly face forest
you’ve got there,” and then we’d grunt and bump chests. In my opinion, it’s a much better system. I think we should
all talk to our local SGA representatives and get them to propose it in their
next meeting. I’m very serious about this issue and hope that someone in charge
takes it just as seriously. I’m going to go belt-sand my face. | | |
| Banquet BlundersSo, PIKE has a banquet coming up and I need a date. I don't plan on finding one, but campaigning for one did cross my mind. If I go through with it, I suppose the ad would look something like this:  | | |
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