Space has been quiet, well for space, but the I-Sun did let out a little fart in the form of a flare from it’s rear end yesterday. Click on the pic to see the fart in action.
Lucky for us, most of the I-Sun’s nasty radioactive gas didn’t reach us because it was on the far side. However, the cause of this fart may be a big stinky burrito sunspot, which is turning its delicious bean and cheese laden face our way within the next 8 days. Via Sun Viacondias! Suck Dick Earths.
Same Old Song and Dance (but with better hats)
I have looked at some pictures from the depression unemployment lines and current unemployment lines. Keep in mind another name for an unemployment line these days is a job fair.
Compare these pictures!
Well at least we can say we are a bit more stylish as the nation crumbles. Now I need to go out and get a “say something” hat.
A Job Interview Is a Bullshit Fest!
I have spent 15-20 years of my life going to stupid job interviews that make you get excited and falsely hopeful. I think if most people have had the amount of interviews I have had, they would probably jump off a bridge or cower in the corner of their bed and never see the light of day. One must realize, it is the most demoralizing, motivation stealing, SOUL STEALING, and heartless experience you could ever have. I’ve been to so many of these things, I realize that I am completely unemployable. The experiences are nightmarish.
Comments like (and these are real folks):
- You’re overqualified
- You’re underqualified
- You’re not the right fit (like i’m a piece of clothes or a condom or something)
- You’re too casual (guess I need to wear a tuxedo and pull up in a limo)
- You don’t have that special something
I’m not kidding folks. This kind of bullshit has been following me MY WHOLE CAREER LIFE and at the age of 40, I cant take it anymore!
CNN always puts these stupid “helpful” articles up about things NOT TO SAY in an interview. They are always obvious like:
- What does your company do? (research the company before the interview you idiot)
- How much does the job pay? (just understand they are going to give you a barely survivable wage. they want to rip you off right out of the gate. leave your high hopes at home).
- What are the hours of the position? (realize that you will be their slave and will work when they want you to, and however long they desire. welcome to slavery, fool)
- How many sick days do I get? (YOU GET ONE and if you take more than one they will gossip about you and talk behind your back and set you up to fail).
- How much time do you get off? (None. Don’t expect any for the first 5-10 years of employment if you last that long! God forbid you ask for a vacation, because that’s when they will search for your replacement).
- Do you do background checks? (Only if they don’t want to hire you or are so intimidated by your looks and skills they want to make sure you don’t get in the company at all).
Of course we or I would never ask these stupid questions in an interview because, as you can see above, I already know the answer from years of experience. Once again, the media (in this case CNN) isn’t helping anyone with this stupid article.
HOWEVER…
Because the employment CRISIS IN AMERICA (yes that’s right I said crisis) is so bad, the respondents to the article were quite eloquent and profound. One person responded in this fashion and it’s so true. These questions will definitely offend an interviewer but I have moist dreams about saying them because they are legitimate questions that are more attuned to employment in “Amurka” and the treatment/plight of the working class being subjugated by people who don’t do ANYTHING and make all the money:
- Why are you filling this position from the outside? Is it because you’ve made poor hiring choices so you have no one to choose from or because you have a bad training program?
- What percentage of workers would quit today if they had a chance?
- How much does the CEO & execs earn for every person they lay off?
- How much does this company pay for their government lobbyists to push through bad public legislation in Washington DC?
- How is management evaluated? Quality or quantity of work done?
- What’s the most important thing I should focus on to be successful in this company: good appearance, network connections, ability to BS, taking claim for other’s work, or being in the same golf league as the boss?
- What religious affiliation will solidify my employment at this company?
- Which social networking tool should I be on so you can track my every move and invade my privacy and hold me accountable in the workplace, Facebook, Twitter, or Myspace?
- Is there anything else I should change in my personal NON WORK related time that would qualify me for this position? Political affiliation (republican democrat liberal conservative)? Quit smoking? Turn gay or straight? Drink more? Less? Watch more television? Choose the right sports team?
Let’s face it folks, interviewing for a job these days is about as much of a crap shoot as playing your last retirement cent on a green felt table in Atlantic City. There’s no right way to go to an interview. All I can say is EXPECT NOTHING and if you get ANYTHING or even a job, expect to be treated like shit and thrown out the moment you get hired for some contrived reason even God himself couldn’t explain. It is important to remember, you don’t work for a company or yourself… YOU WORK FOR A PERSON(S) WHO’S GREED IS SO MASSIVE YOU WOULD NEVER UNDERSTAND IT UNLESS YOU WON THE LOTTERY AND HATED EVERYONE YOU KNOW.
Remember, we are all here and suffering so the few who have lived large wont have to change their standard of living.
dont be a dick to the dj
Chad insisted I put the rules up if you come to the triangle on Fridays,…here they are
DON’T BE A DICK!
Just what is a “Dick”?
- DON’T talk to the deejay whilst he’s spinning. Ever. You wouldn’t talk to a fireman when he’s putting out a fire or a pilot when he’s landing your plane. If you want to talk, talk to Ralphie the bartender. I’m listening to the music, not you… I’m gonna be rude.
- DON’T verbally request songs. DON’T drunkenly shout across the bar at me for any reason. I will pack up and leave. Watch me. And DON’T stand there, trying to drunkenly sing song lyrics to me. Sober up. If you know the song you want use the request sheet provided. Otherwise I can’t help you.
- DON’T be a dick by requesting a dozen or two of your favorite songs then get pissy when I only get to 2 or 3 of them. I am not some fleshy jukebox and this is the Triangle, not BURGER KING. You don’t get it your way all the time in life boys n girls, sorry.
- DON’T get pissy because I might not have your song at hand. ALSO: due to numerous complaints, I AM NO LONGER playing “Urban Ethnocentric” music that gratuitously uses the “N” word. That’s yours to discover out in West Philly. Help yourself, Gangsta.
- DON’T ignorantly request some 12 minute long fossil-rock song that no one gives a shit about and then reach into your pocket and pull out some nickels and dimes and dump them in my tip cup like you’re doing me a favor. Keep your change AND your goddamn requests, Rockefeller.
- DON’T DON’T DON’T request ‘Poker Face by LADY GAGA or some other dance-pop when I’m in the middle of playing goddamn STEVIE RAY VAUGHN or OZZIE! It won’t get played. And DON’T ask for friggin’ BUCKCHERRY when I’m in the middle of playing PAUL VAN DYK. (If you don’t know who Paul Van Dyk is, you have NO BUSINESS asking a DJ anything anywhere at anytime.)
- DON’T EVER drunkenly put your beer, wine, mixed drinks cigarettes, sodas or ANYTHING on my work table next to the expensive electronics. Unless of course you want to buy me a new amp or laptop.
- DON’T drunk-dance in front of my work area ladies like I’m friggin’ KING DAVID and you are BATHSHEBA doing the friggin’ dance of the seven friggin’ veils. Believe it or not this goes for some of you guys too.
- DON’T EVEN COME NEAR ME if you are out of your mind drunk, on pills or blow. Just,…stay away. And get some help.
- DON’T demand I play your song NEXT! That’s the quickest way for your precious request to go to the bottom of the queue. And it’s just dick dick,…dickish.
THANK YOU people for your time! Kisses on all your openings….
LOVE, DJ CAMUS/ChefJeff
Am I havin’ a laff?
Fairy Fail
For those who love theater!
Space Weather Alert
This is not really space “weather” but more like a close visual encounter. Tonight’s full moon and the planet Jupiter will be only 6 degrees apart.
I am going to try and snatch a peek at this event. I need to be reminded that all the bullshit crap I am going right now really means nothing to the universe. So if you are feeling that way too…go out and snatch a peek for yourself.
torgo performing classic rock
…can’t get enough of that kooky cripple!