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Name: A
Country: United States
State: Illinois
Metro: Chicago
Gender: Male
Interests: Bad singing, bad breakdancing, bad video game playing, following people around on trips, bad jokes.
Expertise: Expert at diaphram expansion. Head resonance. Cookie eating. Vegetarian wannabeing. Clothes and laundry washing conservation. Packing trash so you only have to take it out once every month.
Occupation: Unemployed/Between Jobs
Message: message me
Member Since:
7/15/2003
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| Summary of past three months:
- Done with latest gig. Now I'm unemployed.
- Gofer graduated from Social Work school. Now she's unemployed.
- Went to Spain and Morocco. Now broke.
- Ate lots of bocadillos, tajines, couscous, cafes. Now lactose-tolerant.
- Climbed multipitch in Todra Gorge (morocco). Now fearless.
- Drove cross country with all our stuff. Now Californian.
- Gofer got a job. Now sugar-mama welfare recipient.
- Got Settlers Knights and Cities expansion. Now a SoC junky.
- Oh yeah. Turned 30. Now looking for hip replacement surgeon.
Overall, I'm cautiously optimistic about the next couple of years. I'm hoping I'll actually start developing some sort of a career here, hopefully climb some too.
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| So I work at the climbing gym as a rock climbing instructor. It's a pathetically small gym, but probably one of the best in Chicago (sadly). Anyway, my boss hates me because I think he's "controlling". I honestly have no problem with the fact (and it is a fact, despite his denials) that he's controlling. But this past Saturday he interrupted my class to give me and my co-instructor "impromtu training". I was pretty upset, because we had about 14 climbers (beginning climbers!!) on the wall, who not only deserve our attention, but are a potential safety hazard to themselves. I mean, it's one thing if he makes life for the instructors miserable, but it's quite another if he's taking me away from my students. Anyway, I kept trying to cut him off so I could go back to teaching, and he got pissed at me.
So then he filed an incident report against me. (Wow I am such a trouble maker)!
Well, I should say at first, he showed me the incident report, and then crumpled it up and deleted it. I was supposed to be grateful to him, but I wasn't. So then today he filed the incident report against me after all. (OMG!! I'll lose my job! My 18 dollars a week!)
Anyway, so in the comments section I made my case. Basically saying that I thought training instructors in the middle of class is completely retarded and reflects poorly on the gym. I signed it, and then I went to the front desk to ask for a photocopy of it for my personal records.
Then tonight my boss emails me (and CC's his boss) and tells me that I've stolen gym property and that I must return it immediately. I'm like, wtf, this thing is stolen property? I don't buy it for a second. So I looked it up on the Inter-doohicky-net-thing, and turns out that Illinois has a Personnel Records Review Act which states that employees must have access to their personnel files, which includes “an employee's
qualifications for employment, promotion, transfer, additional compensation,
discharge or other disciplinary action.” They also have the right to photocopy the documents.
So I responded to my boss and said, Boss, I have the legal right to photocopy this document, and I don't appreciate you trying to violate my employee rights. This gives me intense joy beyond what I can possibly describe in words.
Too bad I'm going to get big time fired big time soon.
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| I feel violated by our government once again. I just left the police station, where they mercifully allowed me to walk free despite not having paid my $1000 bail bond. Yes that's $1000 bucks, because I am a horrible cellphone-using-while-my-car-is-stationary-at-an-intersection driver. They nailed me on two unforgiveable violations. Using my cellphone while driving in the city of Chicago, and not changing my driver's license to Illinois. The cop was appalled. How dare I not change my address... the nerve! Seriously, this guy was acting like I had personally pissed on his grandmother's waterbed.
Anyway, here's the lesson of the day. When a cop shines his light on you, you must obey and be deferential. This, apparently, was the true nature of my violation. The cop repeatedly asked me, "why didn't you put away your cell phone when I shined my light on you?" The answer was because I didn't know WTF was going on. And then he says, "if you had put your phone away, that would've been one thing."
What on earth does that mean? It means, even though in both scenarios I would've been committing a crime, the reason I was being punished, was because I wasn't being deferential to his authority. Cops and judges. Can you guys just chill out please? I know your life sucks. So does mine today. Suck it up and stop taking it out on harmless peons. People that need to power trip to feel important: I'm sorry you're a loser. I hope life treats you better.
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