Flynn's Paws: My Thoughts, My Gripes

Month: October 2006

  • 20061020-Stupid Meeting

    I am dismayed to find out that indeed Filipinos are notorious for gossiping. Once again I am the last person to know that three of my own kind has shared each others’ private chatting messages without care or the realization for the repercussions. But I have done my fair share of gossiping.

    This was out of frustration for working here alone for 4.5 years. These new people have encouraged and influenced me to do the same gossiping about other people via chatting. Before the chatting services with all these dark-haired people up and down my aisle and before the company expanded to a much larger monster with internal grumblings of endless hunger, there was peace (for me at least).

    I enjoyed being alone and my own department AND I got my job done without complaints (in and at my face) from other slave units. There was no such thing as getting in trouble by blaming each other. Hours were flexible! Now there is no peace but psychological war between the old and new work units. Because of the 404 and Sox compliance, we have limited freedom now.

    And to my surprise, I actually found my early arrival at work around 08:00AM as part of the psychological warfare to conform to business standards. My goal was to compose four short pages of my daily tasks in fifteen minutes for this stupid meeting. I have so many versions of procedures for different people floating out there that I’ve deleted all older ones because my wordings change each time.

    This stupid meeting once again was a joke to me because I’m still stuck doing most of the work! While the new people continue to flap their blow holes of hot air into my ear holes; this slave unit left out certain data to her favor and not mine. I learned that once Filipinos are caught or confronted; they lie and deny through their teeth.

    She claims to have forgotten (yeah, right) why I took off on Tuesday when I already told ‘her’ twice during a meeting last Friday and around 06:00PM on Monday before she left work. I visibly got pissed in front of her boss and told the both of them that the email has an ‘out-of-office’ message as a clue to all co-workers as to why I was not at my stupid desk the whole day!

    I hate them both for using me. I believe my presence was to justify their new stupid decisions – to email requests for taking vacations or sick leaves instead of verbal notifications. I have a feeling there may be incidences elsewhere in the company and by certain individuals who do not notify their ‘siege,’ I meant, their ‘lead’ of their whereabouts properly. [You know who you are, by the way!]

    P.S. I too may not last long under this new regime. I am saddened but that’s life – stinky.

    Copyright © 2007 by Fluffy von der Flynn. All rights reserved.

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  • 20061019-Stubborn Student

    On Thursday, I’ve received a load of one-sided (but probably truthful) hot air from one my ‘watcher.’ And I didn’t know how to say, ‘Stop! You are giving me such a headache!’ I suffered in silence. The unfair part was me being caught in the middle again.

    My fault was not to provide honest feedback of my limitations to fulfill the role of receptive listener. My brain tends to drift after a few minutes. And no matter how much effort I try to hear and understand the troubled person, I might have said the wrong things (as usual).

    I wasn’t in the mood and too busy at work to debate with troubled people, who tend to make their troubles mine. My forte is not providing better guidance to those who seek. I, too, seem to throw lots of hot air around as my reflection in others. But I know when to stop and shut up, too.

    I realized that I cannot help everyone verbally, truly! I didn’t know how to stick to issues discussed but rather found myself entertaining their versions of reality. Everything is a game – politics or not. And I was not having fun with my lessons from this ‘watcher’ in the late afternoon prior to 03:00PM.

    I realized that most people have crossed my path to teach me vital lessons in life. The lessons are meant to hurt sometimes and I could only ask forgiveness for not knowing better and overrating myself.

    I’ve learned that my timid voice cannot be heard for this current lifetime. No amount of positive or enlightened reinforcement from any ‘watcher’ would override my karma – a very bad, potty mouth, which continues under my frustrated breath while working in front of an inanimate object – the computer.

    Computers provide lots of visual, audio and my favorite articles to keep my brain sharp and my senses entertained. My other sources of learning material are from two units who have been bickering recently. Both are valid in their own rights and in their versions of their own truths.

    Unfortunately, I do not believe either one and refused to play the middle person, if you will. I cannot be too close to them ‘friends’ when my time comes to leave this stink hole either. This is another reason why people misunderstand my being aloof as being a ‘beach’.

    No bill signed by our ‘elected’ leader could protect me from the truth that people have problems of their own that are not meant for me. There were, however, two other co-workers who that tried to interrupt the conversation between my ‘watcher’ and me after, say, thirty minutes.

    Perhaps they noticed some anomaly occurring in my area because people hardly talk to me and probably the nice cameras mounted on the ceiling nearby has observed the status my security. I did notice the whole place got really quiet as he made himself heard loudly more than I could in public. As a result, I remained very quiet the whole time.

    I am a stubborn student indeed and prefer to keep the status quo and not ruffle the feathers of those who are more tenured or senior in any working environment. I am trying not to play stupid and have observed the fearlessness of my ‘watcher.’

    He has demonstrated to me that anyone could be heard, if given a chance. Changes need to be made at this place. But, like so many other establishments with cogwheels that are not well greased, the changes seem to occur much slower.

    P.S. It’s up to our ‘superiors’ to decide our fate, duh. Mine has already been sealed. Yours will be next if you don’t wake up.

    Copyright © 2007 by Fluffy von der Flynn. All rights reserved.

  • 20061019-Golden Egg

    I’m bored and should be sleeping. But I cannot figure out which of the following two examples came first – the chicken or the egg. I say neither came first because they are one and the same. One happens to be an egg – the younger version of the chicken – the older version.

    And if there is no such constraints as time and space; the concept is possible.

    1. I am but an egg growing into a chicken that was once an egg.
    2. I am but a chicken laying an egg that will grow into another chicken.

    Um yeah. Oooo. Ahhhh. Oh never mind! Good night!

    Copyright © 2007 by Fluffy von der Flynn. All rights reserved.

  • 20061018-Sarcastic Scums

    So around 01:17PM and after handing me two of the lockbox reports from Canada, ‘Jerk Turdannatto’ sarcastically called me ‘cherry.’ I do not under what he meant. I told my temporary lead that I felt like reporting him to the Human Resource Department. She told me to do it. But I have not done anything yet.

    I heard ‘Pool Shorts’ (the internal auditor) interview ‘Jerk Turdannatto’ for about ten minutes right after the incident. Now both ‘Thumb NasalRosa’ and ‘Jerk Turdannatto’ are laughing as if nothing had happened. I’ve already reported two other incidents from earlier this year about ‘Jerk Turdannatto’ to his boss, ‘Log Nelson’ and my former boss, ‘CarolTwin DaZit’. But I don’t think they did anything.

    P.S.  I’ve emailed my new boss the incident around 01:33PM and do not know what will happen next. What’s going on around this place???

    P.S.1. When I left around 06:00PM tonight, it seems the immediate and/or reporting ‘managers’ do not want to deal with their subordinates directly. Instead, they would pass the stick to each other and find out ‘what they want’ first before making decisions on their own. God!

    Copyright © 2007 by Fluffy von der Flynn. All rights reserved.

  • 20061017-Habeus Chop-us

    Habeas corpus: (Law.) A writ requiring a person to be brought before a judge or court, esp. for investigation of a restraint of the person’s liberty, used as a protection against illegal imprisonment.

    Ahhh! The aliens are coming! Run for your lives! When I use the word ‘aliens’ in my blogs, I am not referring to illegal aliens crossing our borders or not being hard working Americanized citizens but to non-human entities who live among us and look like any ordinary humans. ‘Idioms’!

    Today, Tuesday, October 17, 2006, our ‘elected’ leader has signed this bill on ‘tear-roar’ prosecution. This means anyone suspected by the ‘President’ of being an ‘alien’ and an unlawful enemy combatant would be tried without invoking rights under the Geneva Conventions and possibly tortured with harsh interrogation, imprisoned for life or ‘killed’ via the guillotine, for example.

    Could this possibly mean our ‘alien’ friends would be singled out as those who may be a threat to us Americanized slave units? Could this mean that the same friends (or co-belligerents) of these ‘aliens’ may also be considered hostile enemies too? Holy cow! This bill may require further clarification.

    My concern is the word ‘alien’ contained in this bill. My feeling indicates that the ‘tear-roars’ have been and may be ‘alien’ in nature all along! The usage of the word ‘alien’ is unfortunate because there are some ‘aliens’ who are not provoking and are quite helpful. However, there are reports that some ‘aliens’ are aggressive and quite nasty.

    Okay, for example, if you had co-workers who are ‘aliens’ and they have jobs to do that seem wrong or against their free-will and these same hard working ‘aliens’ decide not to continue with their jobs, would they be considered a threat for not protecting the Americanized citizens? This would not be fair and I saw how nervous C. Rice seemed when she spoke to the public recently.

    Sure, the signed bill may save Americanized lives by eliminating some in-alienable rights guaranteed under U.S. laws. But at the same time, this bill seems to give the commissions and tribunals more power to do harm – intentional or not – with their trigger fingers by pointing blame at innocent people, who may be declared as ‘aliens.’

    So what are we really up against this time? Are we really fighting a war for our lives or against some unknown forces labeled as ‘aliens?’ Has any amount of secrecy or ‘folly’ not been made public for our protection? Or are we beginning to realize that these advanced ‘aliens’ (with their advanced technologies) have decided to turn the tables of bad deals made many years ago towards their favor?

    Once again, anything done behind closed doors will need to be open for fresh air and for public scrutiny. Who knows? Maybe there may yet be a stupid law requiring the making of smelly poop with both the door and windows closed on one’s private property a crime punishable by chopping one’s head off with a guillotine. And who needs habeus corpus to bring about justice for this fluffy but facetious example?

    P.S. I suppose since we no longer seem to have any rights left, we need to behave like robots or slave units as I mentioned in my previous blogs if we wish to keep our heads on. Now get back to work! Chop! Chop!

    Copyright © 2007 by Fluffy von der Flynn. All rights reserved.

  • 20061017-Tuesday Break

    Tuesday, 10/17/2006 was my mini-vacation or break from work. Yesterday, I had completed about half of Monday’s monster lockbox work, which is normal since this does include the weekend mail. I was pissed for doing all those credit card charges manually (by hand); one-by-one and all by myself because noone else knew how to do this area of my job.

    I awoke early in the morning around my usual time to read my articles online; cram some Vietnamese soup (or pho) into my guts as my breakfast; went back to sleep and then got out of bed around noontime because it was time to eat lunch.

    We three decided to go shopping at the Commissary and buy about 24.00US notes worth of grocery, which included chocolate soy milk, whole organic milk, 2% fat free milk; bag of oranges; bag of apples and three containers of fresh blueberries. These filled two grocery bags.

    We went home and unloaded the grocery and headed out to the mall where we walked around once. Unfortunately, we had to stop and grab another snack of French fries, chicken nuggets (with BBQ sauce), spaghetti with two big meatballs  in watery tomato sauce , and fresh water to wash the food stuff down.

    By the time we went home I guess I was too tired to do anything but read more articles online and rest some more, which I did until someone hollered from downstairs that it was time to eat dinner. My stomach was quite full and my belly was quite round from four courses of meal that day.

    I continued to think good thoughts but the previous night was the better day because of my counterclockwise feeling in about the front of my chest during a lucid dream. The sky was very clear and blue and crispy clean to me, at least. The day went well and I continue to struggle with being nice to myself for once.

    Copyright © 2007 by Fluffy von der Flynn. All rights reserved.

  • 20061016-Micro Managings

    Un-freaking-believable! The first thing I notice in my emails are these annoying responses from our fearless leader. I’ve never been so micromanaged by this power tripping lead before. Both my watcher by association and I are already pissed. I’ve deleted her stupid emails too.

    P.S. The reason for my unanswered emails to the collectors is because both credit card system have not be working properly. The ‘automatic’ version done by the IT people has not been working for one week and the ‘manual’ system done by me has error messages on my primary computer. Ho hum. 10-16-2006 09:47PM.

    P.S.1. Oh and according to the fearless leader, they (whom are the finance collectors) are blaming [me] for not processing these one-time charges. They have been good at blaming [me] for not behaving to their urgent matters. ‘Pluck’ this place.

    P.S.2. They should blame the company for allowing delays in their processes. And, like I said, it’s easy to blame others especially us slave units. Oh, I’m feeling sick and tired. Cough! Cough! 10:55AM.

    P.S.3. I’ve suggested to have a credit card administrator all this time. So I figure the place is justifying my prolonged stay, much like a hernia that never seems to go away. Achhooo! 12:41PM.

    Copyright © 2007 by Fluffy von der Flynn. All rights reserved.

  • 20061016-Early Night

    This is a delayed blog and I thought I’d squeeze this one in for a bit. I went to bed early at around 09:00PM, Monday, 10/16/2006. I felt like I needed to get ‘a head start’ and soon found myself drifting off to sleep. Prior to sleep I went to close my bedroom window and distinctly smelled the strong ozone in the air. It was time.

    I do not remember when I woke up in the middle of the night. But I do clearly remember thinking good thoughts about connecting to the ‘Almighty’ and my chest felt all nice and with counterclockwise swirls during my lucid dreaming. I didn’t wake up until in the morning. So that meant I had a good nights sleep.

    Also, I don’t remember much but the weekend may have been good weather too.

    Copyright © 2007 by Fluffy von der Flynn. All rights reserved.

  • 20061016-Quick Blink

    A blink a few seconds ago
    A ring in my left ear to go.
    Credit cards to enter.
    Learning to center.
    Sending out love.

    A short poem describing experience while working.

    Copyright © 2007 by Fluffy von der Flynn. All rights reserved.

  • 20061016-Water Molecules

    What is water?

    H2O
    Two parts hydrogen.
    One part oxygen.
    Makes water.

    Refreshing.

    Patterned similiarly to poem under my blog entry of ‘20061016-Truth Tickles.’

    Copyright © 2007 by Fluffy von der Flynn. All rights reserved.

  • 20061016-Truth Tickles

    What is Truth?

    Truth tickles.
    It makes me laugh.
    It makes me laugh more.
    It is the biggest joke.

    Whatever.

    I remember reading an article online and discovered an interpretation of my Truth. A model for ‘20061016-Water Molecules.’

    Copyright © 2007 by Fluffy von der Flynn. All rights reserved.

  • 20061015-Weird Rabbits

    Why don’t I understand the complexity of human behavior? This is because I neglected to go out and interact with enough weirdos. Furthermore, these weirdos include my co-workers. There were two meetings that point to many ‘white rabbits,’ who show me further that reality is not the same for each person.

    One meeting was driven by a manager by the name of ‘Tin McNaughty’ regarding cash applications in China. He kept mentioning the word ‘Monarch’ and he glanced at me each time. I knew what he meant through his intellectual babblings. I was visibly pissed (via my face and crossed arms over my chest, of course) for being volunteered unexpectedly to attend this stupid meeting.

    Another meeting was driven by a manger by the name of ‘Miracle Back’ regarding the new credit card system to be effective next February 2007. He mentioned ‘sacrificing the first born’ and he glanced at me. I knew what he meant through his air of confidence. This was yet another stupid meeting that allowed me to ‘show face’ (of piss, as usual).

    When I liberally utilize the word ‘aliens’ in my blogs, this includes weirdos too. My watcher by association at work should realize this company is crawling with critters and he should not read too much into my blogs. This explains why he could argue well and fearlessly at our current lead because he too senses something is amiss.

    But this is the current system at this company and perhaps our lead is told to be annoying. And as any hardworking slave like myself, he should realize that being well behaved and conforming to business standards (but not necessarily agreeing or nice at all times with people at this company or any company for that matter), is part of the survival or ‘self-preserving.’

    As mentioned in my prior blogs, money allows for basic needs (food, clothing and shelter). Anything else beyond these ‘self-preserving’ needs require hard work towards debt. Anything else below these basic needs require much help without repayment of debt.

    Furthermore, some critters away from work are considered ‘aliens’ to me, at least. I would sometimes get similar statements from strangers that ‘[You] are different from everyone else.’ I do not understand what this means and assume that my reality differs from everyone else.

    Sometimes, I feel as if I’m talking to a brick wall for those who have not experienced my weird events. This is because not many ‘aliens’ would reveal themselves to fearful and stupid people. Those that understand with much love for any difference would be tagged for life.

    I do not claim to have lots o’ love and have been battling with my darker side (as expressed via my blogs by complaining about other people and my shortcomings). Noone is perfect, of course, and this is part of any learning process.

    I have seen different forms, which I would take as evidence and sometimes without the necessary photos to provide to the people their ‘proof.’ We are each aliens in the way we present ourselves to each other, by the way.

    For example, people at my current work think I’m a fluffy ‘beach’. I hate them all after discovering how stupid they are for not realizing that I was my own department and for not having all the answers to their stupid questions about basic A/R processes and procedures. Who wouldn’t get pissed?

    Now for those who do not believe in ‘aliens,’ they are free to believe in eternal love and unity of oneness. For this side of the game, aliens, weirdos and normal folks are one and the same. And love, once again as expressed in my now deleted blogs, take different forms or vibrations – both good and bad.

    However, there are those who believe that one body is all they have and that is the end of their existence. Some bodies have nubs as tails or real tails, by the way. There are those who do not have dreams but endless nightmares that continue to spiral out of control.

    Whichever ‘white rabbit’ one happens to follow, one needs only question the reality of their chosen paths – or parallel lives with doppelgangers of all sorts. I happen to look like someone with head covering. This photo shows ‘me’ holding a boy (perhaps ‘my’ child) in ‘my’ right arm. This appears as a small, blurred photo on a government website.

    Others will follow as copy cats; while others play the role of skeptics and laugh at the crazed people reporting their weird experiences. There are many layers upon layers and boxes within boxes that our limited minds could possibly comprehend.

    P.S. My watchers continue to pull out from their parked locations upon my arrival. They have the choice to do their jobs well or not. Either way is fine.

    P.S.1 OMG! The link to this particular blog has been assigned the number 666! I told you this is one of those weird events. Wake up people!

    Copyright © 2007 by Fluffy von der Flynn. All rights reserved.