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Yesterday I went home early from work after both my classes were finished, about two hours before my scheduled time. This was a conscious decision on both my part and my managers because I was having some issues.

What I'm about to say may sound kind of overly dramatic but this is how it was:

It felt as though I was in the pre-stages of a heart-related incident yesterday, whether that mean a heart attack or something else. My heart was racing/beating hard in my chest; I was feeling shaky (holding my hand out at arm's length showed it twitching like a grasshopper with only one leg); I was dizzy; if I stood for too long a time I'd begin to sweat.

None of these, individually, would have really worried me. Considering that they had plagued me from the moment I woke up yesterday until late into the afternoon with no increase or decrease in the symptoms made me overly nervous. My manager could tell something was wrong and when she pressed for me to tell her what was going on I explained my symptoms and she sent me home. Well, after my classes were done anyway; got to make sure the pet parents are happy (and I agree).

I spent a relaxing evening at home. I went to bed. I woke up a lot during the night and then this morning. I'm still having aftershocks of these effects. Not nearly as bad as yesterday but definitely there.

Don't get me wrong. I know what I should do in this situation. I know what I'd tell you if you said this was happening to you, and I know the argument I'd give you if you said you couldn't do it because of "reason x."

I'd tell you to go to the hospital. Immediately.

You'd tell me (as I would tell you today) that you can't miss work or they'll fire you. If you miss one day in your 30 day trial period (like the one I'm in) they'll let you go.

I'd respond, naturally, that if you die from some heart-related thing then you won't have to worry about losing your job but those that love you will have to worry about your funeral costs. (I'm a bastard like that, cutting right to the quick.)

I know the reasoning behind going to the hospital. I know what I should do. I just can't and won't right now. I'll be fine. The symptoms are fading away and I'll be okay. If they're still here tomorrow I'll call my doctor and ask him his opinion. He'll probably tell me to go get checked in and I will. But hopefully (because I have work tomorrow and can't miss it) the symptoms go away on their own.

This isn't my way of trying to get anybody worried. This is just me, chronicling a potentially major event in my life. I'll be okay. I'll get checked out if I feel the need. If there is ANY sign of pain, tightness, or shortness of breath I will immediately stop what I'm doing and get checked in to the emergency room. Promise. As it is I kind of feel like I'm on a constant adrenaline high. It's a weird sensation.

I'll keep you all up to date. Promise.
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I went to a two hour meeting at work today and on my way home I was thinking I had wasted my time because everything they went over I already knew. Then I had a revelation: I made money sitting there doing nothing but listening and talking a little bit.

I was suddenly okay with this meeting.
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So, what's up with the whole picture thing?

Well, I got a webcam for my birthday. I love [ profile] fragbert's daily picture and decided to emulate him in that regard. It gives me a visual log of myself day-to-day for however long I keep it up and I generally like things like that.

Also, I can look at this picture and think "Oh yeah, that's when I was dancing to Lady Gaga's 'Just Dance.'"

What? Yeah. I like it. Sue me.

In other news, my trip to Baltimore yesterday was fun. I spent a few hours at the Baltimore Museum of Art, met a new friend and had a good time. I got lost in a part of Baltimore that I was told is a really bad section of town but I just saw a lot of people walking around enjoying their day; maybe I'm just fearless when it comes to other people? I don't know.

Still, it was fun. I've never actually been to a museum that was dedicated solely to art and I found most of it absolutely fascinating. There was one portrait in particular that was stunning. Of course I don't remember its name, painter, or anything but trust me: it was cool.

One hour before work. I'm really nervous even though I know it'll be fine. Butterflies in my stomach are trying to make their way to my brain but I'm remaining calm, cool, and collected. AND in control.

When it gets really bad I just put on Lady Gaga and start dancing.


My Puppies!

Mar. 8th, 2010 07:33 am
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These are my two dogs, and Maria's feet under a blanket. Monster, the funny looking Old English Sheepdog, got a haircut yesterday that brought her coat down to almost nothing because I was a bad puppy daddy and had let her get matted all over the place. I hadn't brushed her in a while and didn't realize how bad it had gotten.

Still, it's just hair and it will grow back. Poor silly little girl can't go into sunlight for more than 15 minutes at a time though for fear of sunburn! If it dries out in the back today I'll let them run around for a little bit, bring them back inside, then let them out when the sun is lower in the sky.

Poor girl.

This week looks to be nice. Sounds like I'll be going to Baltimore on Friday to hang out with a new friend and will be at work otherwise. Today and tomorrow I'll put in a couple of hours at the University doing transcription - assuming I pass this ethics test they're making me take - and Wednesday/Thursday I'll be taking over the classes at PetSmart in Dover to prove my training is complete!

Speaking of this ethics course/test I'm being made to take in order to sit down and type reports at the University I'd just like to say "ARGH!" Don't get me wrong; I get why they added this at the last moment but I have to take this course on my own time, take multiple tests, pass them with at least an 80% and THEN I can start working. Not awesome. I'm about 30% done and it has taken me over half an hour to get this far. Grah.

With that note, I should get back to finishing the test so that I can start working at UD. Hope you're all doing well, that today is awesome for you, and that nothing but good things happen to you all.


Okay So...

Mar. 6th, 2010 06:52 am
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Okay, so I woke up and took a shower. Now what? Time to go back to bed? No? Okay. I can live with that. I just need some time to wake up and be ready; three or four classes to teach today and as I understand it it's going to be all me with my trainer jumping in when she feels the need.

Did I mention I started training for a transcription position with the University last night?

Two jobs, both alike in pay, in fair Delaware where we lay our scene. From dopey dogs jump to quiet computer where civil tongues make conversation keen. From forth the workless world I was within, a pair of time-crossed jobs take my social life.

I love it though, as long as I can get a day off each week in which I can go crazy and do fun stuff. I need to make sure I find a balance that won't wear me out too quickly; I haven't had two jobs in, well, I don't know that I've ever really had two jobs at once. I'm afraid I'm going to get lost in the shuffle and become my jobs. Too many people do that, I think, and suffer because of it.

Leaving in 45 minutes at 7:30 to get to training that starts at 9. I could have taken the offer to stay in a hotel during training but then I would have seen Maria even less! No thank you. I'd like to see my wife at least 7 hours a week, you know?

On Sunday, my day off, I'll post another video post. Any requests? I can try to do just about anything and love being able to literally say hi.
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Another accidental picture. Apparently (and I'm dumb for not realizing it before now but so be it) any time you turn the webcam on by clicking the little button on its back it also takes a picture. It never really occurred to me.


Things have been hectic! I've been working a full-time shift since last week, which is something I haven't done in years. Last night at PetSmart was the first time I taught a class from start to finish which is very different from helping out here and there let me tell you! It was an easy class, thankfully, with pet parents who listened (even one that's slightly neurotic about her awesome dogs - she needs the training much more than they do), dogs who were super smart and caught on to everything they were shown, and my trainer in the background to help pick up anything I may have missed.

Surprisingly she didn't have to correct me on anything! She did help with the slightly neurotic pet parent simply because she knows the young lady* and she did teach me a couple of little tricks for small dogs; apparently they don't often like sitting on cold floors so my trainer grabbed a dog bed and this small dog suddenly understood the hand signal for "sit" a million and five times better!

So all of that is just awesome.

Then there's the presents I got in the mail:

[ profile] turbotroll, as many of you know is an awesome photographer. For my birthday he took this really awesome photo that I don't want to explain (because it would take roughly a million words but suffice to say that it's awesome) and titled it "Jeremiah vs. Life." I was really touched, and the image captures what I think he was trying to say perfectly. So, allow me to say: Thank you, Earl. That's probably one of the most touching and thoughtful gifts I've ever received.

And last night I got the other present! I finally have a bread maker! Whoo, fresh bread! I really like the smell of fresh-made bread, and the flavor can't be beat. I'm not sure yet what my first loaf of bread is going to be but I see a good recipe for a potato bread that I'm thinking about doing. Any suggestions?

So yeah. Life has been busy with work (did I mention I start my second job tomorrow when I'm done with my shift at PetSmart?) and keeping up with chores but I'm getting used to it; things will work out. I'm not too worried about it, in fact I'd say this is the first time I've ever really been excited to go into work. I love working with the dogs and the pet parents. Granted, some of the pet parents need a lot of work but I'm hopeful that once I start my own classes I'll be able to find ways to help them and make their dogs happy members of the family.

How are things with you?

*Actually, I had to ask her to be quiet once or twice so that I could make sure the pet parents understood what I was going over; I felt horrible about doing it but at the time it seemed more important to make sure they knew what was going on. I think I made the right choice.
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I accidentally snapped this photo while adjusting my webcam. It's not particularly flattering but I think it's a very "true" photo of me. What do you think?

It's Wednesday, which means we went to the gym this morning at 6 AM and hit the treadmills. I'm supposed to be doing the Couch to 5k but I have to admit to failing miserably today. While I was in my very first jogging section it felt as though someone took a nail gun and shot me in the left shin every time I'd come down on the leg. I slowed my pace and did a brisk walk for the rest of the time.

Unfortunately I think I'm just not in good enough shape to start even the easy first week of the program. I'm going to continue going to the gym, keep getting on the treadmill and gain back endurance that I lost when I stopped going to the gym last time.

Sorry to disappoint, folks, but I WILL be keeping track of stuff. I need to keep doing something in order to get in shape. I'm considering writing a "Fatass To 5k" fitness program. I just need to figure it out first!

Work at 1 until 9 tonight. I think I have two classes. Wish me luck!
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Happy Saturday to you, folks! I got up this morning a little before six in order to make sure I could be up and out the door by 7:30 in hopes of making it to work on time by 9. This shouldn't be a problem but I really hope the roads have been plowed, salted, and are generally free of ice - I hate driving in wintery conditions*.

Yesterday I missed work because while testing the roads I was blown into oncoming traffic by a gust of wind, literally sideways. This wasn't even in an area open to the wind so I was very concerned. I called in and thankfully they were okay with it - they understood.

So in I go today! I'll work hard, learn how to teach PetSmart dog training, and sell at least one class! I have to convince myself that I can do this; I'm not a salesman but I truly believe in their training program so I need to get more comfortable with bringing it up and suggesting it to the Pet Parents who come into the store. It's not easy but I have to do it, so I will. Does anyone have suggestions of how to sell without going into "salesman mode?" That would be awesome. My trainer is also not a salesperson and so doesn't have very many tips; this doesn't fill me with confidence about my own ability.

Half an hour to go and then I'm out of here for the day.

Party tonight though! While I had an awesome party in NY with all my friends out there, all of my friends here in Delaware (and PA) were left out! So Maria's throwing me a party tonight! It might not be as epic as the Buffalo party because that party was awesome, but it will be great getting people together and having a fun time! 7 PM tonight, if anybody is interested.

I know my entries have been relatively low-interest the past few days but don't worry, I'm working on better stuff. It's just that I've been relatively exhausted as I haven't had a stand-up-for-hours-on-end job in years, and the training to be a trainer is mentally exhausting. I mean, not really hard to learn but the pressure sort of saps any creativity I have out of my brain.

Hopefully, once the training is over (and then the training for my transcription job is over the week after that) I will be in the clear, back to normal, and interesting.

Also: I got a webcam. Anybody interested in seeing what I look like and hearing what I sound like?

*This was one reason for leaving Buffalo, but now the weather has decided to follow us. Buffalo weather (20 inches of snow per snow fall) in an area that normally gets 20 inches of snow per season? Not cool.
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My boss sent an email today asking that we all step it up a notch this month since lots of people are going to be taking vacations. As a PS to the email, she congratulated one of the newer workers for hitting the highest records-done mark in a month, ever: 13,472 records.

This is so above and beyond the amount of records I've ever done in a month that I'm blown away. A really good month for me is around 8,000. I don't think I've ever breached the 10,000 record mark.

But of course, I see it as a personal challenge.

If you don't see me around much this month, know you're in my thoughts. I'll be working 10 hour days, because the gauntlet has been thrown, and I must pick it up.

Life Is Fun

Feb. 9th, 2009 10:33 am
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So I just finished my Linguistics Winter class on Friday. Winter classes are fun because you go to class longer each day, but for a shorter amount of time overall. The teacher has to cram a bunch of knowledge into your brain (or tell you to do it yourself) and generally everyone's a bit more frazzled.

Today would be the first day of Arabic 106 (Intermediate Arabic), except that any classes before 4pm are not in session. I have no idea why they do that on the first day of class, but I like it. I feel bad for the students whose classes are after 4, but I'm not one of them, so I'm not that worried.

Meanwhile, work has picked up again to where I'm earning decent money. A few contractors got let go, so there's more work to go around. I think the manager wanted to make sure she kept the good contractors, and in order to do that had to make sure to have some work in queue for us. I'll say this: It's nice to have put in a full days work before 11 AM. I don't think I could do that with any other job unless I started working before 9.

Social life has gotten busier too. With the addition of to my life I've started finding some really cool things to do around here. The game night last night was a potluck dinner with lots of people at a really cool location. The next thing I want to do is go with the Adventure Group to one of their outings; they cost a lot of money, but they're usually something cool like learning how to ride a Harley, or how to make sushi. Diverse, and cool. Then there's the musician group, and the roleplaying group, and then, and then, and then.....

Things are good.

Now that I'm done with work, it's time to start cleaning the house.

My day just went from "AWESOME" to "Man, that sucks."

Not really. I'm in a great mood! Today rocks!
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It's not that I don't want others to have the success that I have; it's that I have no way of helping them.

At least once a month, and more now that the economy has started sucking even worse, I get an email that goes something like this:

"I (my friend, my lover, etc) was laid off from work recently. I was reading that you work from home doing data entry, and would love to learn how to get into that. Most things I find online are scams, but you're really doing it, and even supported yourself doing it. I understand if you don't want to help..."

And I never get back to them.

It's not that I'm being a jerk. It's not that I don't want other people to be happy and successful, working from home making good money.

It's that I have no idea what to say.

The truth is that this job fell into my lap. I got a data entry/transcription job through a temp agency, and over time the company I was temping with decided to hire me on. Somewhere between then and now they decided it was okay for me to work from home because I was really good at what I do. Some time between then and now they decided that ALL their employees should work from home so they don't have to rent an office.

So I never have any idea what to tell people. I don't mean to be rude by not replying; I just put it off trying to find the right words, and then forget.

If I could help, I would. I swear. But I can't. I was just lucky.

I hope you folks and your friends get lucky too.


Jan. 6th, 2009 07:40 pm
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After months of little to no work, I log into the queue tonight on a whim to find almost 1,000 records that need to be done. I started working, checked the queue to see how much is getting done, and it seems as though nobody else is on.

I really hope this influx of records plus a lack of other contractors remains constant. I've complained in the past about my job, but you can't beat working from the comfort of home, on the couch, curled up in a blanket with the dogs sleeping next to you.

That and I don't want to have to go get another job, as Maria's been suggesting I do. I haven't had to go to work in over three years; I'm not sure I could handle it!


Nov. 7th, 2008 09:16 am
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It's the first week of the month, which means that my transcription business is booming. For some reason, the first week of the month is very busy, and then the following three weeks or so are very slow, sometimes empty. That means that I have to either make enough in the first five work days of the month to sustain my necessary income for the month, or get a second job.

I've applied to a few places.

Guess I should get to work. No class this morning, so that's more time to earn some money. I have lots of stuff that I should do other than work, but I have to earn money while I can.

Of course, what I actually want to do is work on a D&D campaign that I'll eventually be running either for a new group of players or online as a play-by-post, but that doesn't pay the bills, or get the house clean.

NERO Ahoy!

Jul. 10th, 2006 09:48 am
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Yesterday was fun. I talked with some friends that I see only about twice a year, got to roleplay a fun scene for an hour or so before the players of the game decided it was time to kill me, and was treated to bacon-wrapped scallops cooked on the grill when I got home.

There's not much more you can do better in one day.

And now a few quick announcements before I get to work* today.

1) For all three of you that are in my D&D group (hi [ profile] turbotroll, [ profile] ariochqw, and [ profile] venakali!), game is on for Wednesday. I guess we'll all just eat before-hand like we have been doing? Prepare for this game to potentially go late, as this will be the last Wednesday game we play, so if we want the campaign to end and not just fizzle like most of them..well..a lot needs to get done.

2) Party Plans Made. Sunday, July 30th. If you are in the area, will be visiting, or whatever, we are going to have a day-time bring-a-dish-to-pass party on the 30th. It will go from 11 until about 5 or whenever everyone goes home. Since most people work on Monday I don't know that we'll have people here until 5:30am the next day, but it's been known to happen once or twice. Please let me know if you're interested in attending.

3) I'm not wearing a shirt and almost never do when I'm working fom home because I find them to be too constrictive. Hah! Now you've got that picture in your mind!

4) There is no number 4.
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Sometimes we all do dumb things.

However, this post isn't about that, I'm just saying.

I've got lots to do today and have to work them in around work itself. Working from home is nice, but it also opens up the avenue for Maria to say things like "You've been home all day, did you do the dishes?" It's hard to answer back with "But I had work" when really, I only worked 5 hours.

So the den needs cleaning. Why does the den need cleaning? Because, on June 30th we are going to be hosting a LAN PARTY! It's actually going to just be a huge party where a LAN is also involved, but we're hoping to get a good amount of people here - therefor, the house needs to be cleaned. The den is our computer room, and right now is filled with stacked boxes and still-un-put-away books. We need a way for people to get out back (the den is the last room on the house before going outside, with big slidy doors) without having them trip over my latest stack of Robin Hobb novels.

Then it's on to the ever-encroaching army of dishes, which has been lessened by my Sunday efforts, and I will be able to power through them with about a good half-hours worth of actual work. Cleaning the kitchen afterwards will be tough because, and I say this in all seriousness, I cannot use a broom, but I'll do what I can.

No, really, stop laughing. I have no idea how to properly use a broom. Anything dealing with the floor - a broom, a mop, the big sucky-thing that starts with a "v" that looks wrong no matter how I spell it - I just can't use. I'm deficient. Doesn't everyone have at least one house-hold chore that they seriously just suck at?

In other news, I might be having to go back to the office starting next week, and not be working from home. More hours, but less fun around the house. It's a fair trade off, I suppose.
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I was able to log in to work early this morning and drive off the evil demons that infest my queue of transcriptions that were not defeated last night by my lightning fast key strokes. Though it was tough, and there were a few choice moments where I thought that I maybe could be defeated, I pushed on through it and was victorious!

They'll return soon, as more people record their vitriol to be spilled upon the phone company, but I will come back, keyboard in hand, ready to fight. Ready to win!

My love Maria slumbers upstairs, fighting against the gloom of this Saturday in the time treasured manner of ignoring it as best as possible. I think, perhaps, this is a battle she will lose as these grey clouds seems to be here to stay for as long as they can, and she is too productive of a person to stay abed the day long through. A defeat for her, but then she will battle the wars of cleanliness vs. slobiness, minimalization vs. collecting junk, clean vs. dirty and active vs. laziness.

Strangely it appears as though she and I fight on different sides of the battle lines this day. Battles will be fought, feelings will be crushed, and we shall both emerge victorious in our own little ways. We shall make sure to compromise, that way nobody is happy.

Off I go now, to begin the destruction of the dirty dishes. Perhaps Maria has an unexpected ally in one or two of these battles, and it may be that I am my own worst foe. We shall see.
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My job is good for a few things, and one of those things happens to be finding quality entertainment in the form of making fun of what people say when they are asked to tell a company what it did wrong in its tech support. The things I hear are amazing.

Aside from general stupidity, however, I do get exposed to a whole new culture of words. There are things that southern people say that I have never heard before, at least not in this context. This is not an attempt to make fun of anyone* and really I'm just curious if someone can explain what these terms mean to those in the south of America or at the very least tell me I'm not crazy for finding it odd.

1) "Little" - People on these calls seem to want to preface just about everything and anything with the term "little." "Well that little guy down there** helped me out pretty good." "The little technician couldn't fix things."

My possible explanation: "The Little Train That Could." ?

2) "Proud" - Man these people are proud of everything! The technician did a good job on their lines? "I'm very proud of him." The problem was solved? "I'm proud of BellSouth for fixing it." I thought to have pride you actually had to have something to do with it? Like: "I'm proud of the fact that I was able to fix my car on my own." Or at the very least the person has to have something to DO with you. "I'm proud of my daughter for graduating summa whatever." But to be proud of a technician because they were able to fix the problem? I don't know, sounds kind of fishy to me.

I guess to me it's like saying "I was proud of my waiter for serving me all the right food and in a timely manner." Just weird.

3) This isn't a way of speech, but I always want to know - Why would you call your ISP because your cable is out, and then be angry that the people providing you with DSL internet can't get your cable back on?

Then I get things like this:

In Other Words
"Uh, yes. She should have asked a few more questions. Um. In other word she should have asked a few more questions."

I love my job. All work and no play makes Miah a dull boy.

*Okay, maybe one or two people.
**Down there? Down there? Come on folks, we all know that India isn't to the south of you!

None Left

Feb. 10th, 2006 07:07 am
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So, today is the last day of my first week at my new job. I'm pretty sure that if my boss, Beth, remembers, she will pull me aside at some point during the day between all the other times she's running around in a panic, and ask me what I think and if I want to stay. I'm pretty sure that if I wanted to break her heart I would say that I didn't want to come back, but it would break my heart too. I just like the place that much.

But, you might be asking, why would it break her heart? Surely Jeremiah is just a worker bee, a regular drone, just like everyone else? Most assuredly, you're thinking, there really can't be anything all that special with Mr. Fargo?

I must protest! You're putting me in a really bad light, there. Geesh.

The fact of the matter is that on Monday we had a meeting about what our performance goals were, where we're expected to be, and what numbers we were supposed to be making. There were sheets handed out that had numbers on them showing what performance rates they want us employees to make each and every day. I heard grumbles around the table, and caught a few sly looks that were easily readable as "she's kidding, right?"

And that's when my boss made a mistake. "Oh, Jeremiah," she said as though just realizing something, "You don't have to worry about these numbers yet, you're new. You could be at level 4 right now," the lowest, I noted, "and that would be okay. The same with the error rates."

I nodded at the time, thinking, "Well, I'm already at level 2. That's good, right?" It was obvious that though the boss said she was keeping a close eye on the new people, which was me at the time, she wasn't really.

Basically, as the week has progressed, I've stunned my boss, and a few of the management people. The Level 1 Tier (where she wants all employees) is 45 applications an hour, and as of yesterday I was doing 55 or so. The percent of error allowed to each transcriptionist is 4%, and as of Wednesday I'm at 0%. She challenged me by singling me out in front of everyone like that, and now I'm doing better than most of her staff that's been there for months.

And that's not me gloating - that's what the boss told me yesterday. I get so proud over these pointless jobs that I love.

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