Work. Ugh.
Okay, okay, I get it. I haven't posted in a while. I have been really busy with work. And that's lame. Got it. Today (and yesterday) I had to sit through a training on a test I am going to have to administer. (I am a teacher. A new one. A new one who apparently has to learn about these tests.) And at this training, there was a power point presentation... with pictures... on (I kid you not) what a zip drive is, what a flash drive is and what a cd is. There was also an equally riveting presentation on what "backing up" meant, and how to do it. (This of course was the second part of the presentation because to back up you have to either use a zip disk, flash drive or cd, and if you have no knowledge of these items, say for instance you have been living under a fucking rock for the past 11 years eating grub worms and combing your hair with the exoskeleton of a dried up scorpion, you wouldn't get the complex topic of backing up). THEN (oh yes, there is a then) the group spent close to FORTY MINUTES learning how to burn a cd. The woman next to me was an idiot (I actually pulled out my flash drive from my purse because not only had she never heard of one, but she had never seen one. For reals.), but a very distant runner up to the woman/old man combo (like, there was two separate people sharing half a brain, not like there was a man with a penis and boobs... although, they were both boobs... I digress) that was caddy corner to me. And for this, I had to get a sub for TWO days, and be away from MY students for TWO days, and now they have all probably forgotten what I look like and that I force them with threats of lashings with a wet noodle to love me, I mean, that they love me. It was my first sub EVER. You don't get these moments in life back people. I wanted my first sub ever to be for something REALLY good, like being too hungover from a drunken trip to Vegas or TJ and having to stay home and work up the nerve to peek under the suspicious bandage on my forearm concealing the I Heart Mom tattoo. You know, something like that. But now, my first sub day EVER goes down in the history books as a boring training on the complexities of backing up.
I Heart My Job... dot dot dot...
2 comments:
Granted, that's a lame training, but you get to walk away knowing how much more TECNO SAVVY you are than the rest of the people that are, you know, teaching things to kids.
And when they said back up? They meant it like,
"BACK THAT THANG UP!" *insert booty shake here*
That was your cue to get up and shake your money-maker, you see.
WTF?!?! Can you even get zip drives anymore?! I'd be willing to bet that the flash drive that was in your purse has more capacity than a zip drive. They maxed out at a whopping 750MB, which is a mere 50MB more than a CD's capacity. We're talking major technological revolution here.
I was thinking, the other day, while I was playing my Atari, that I should get a zip drive. But then I got a page, on my pager, from a friend who had just gotten a new 8-track, and he wanted me to come check it out. I rode my pogoball over to his house, and we played GI Joes for a bit. But I had to get back home, so I turned on my Walkman, and bounced on back. I played my Commodore 64 for a bit, and forgot all about the zip drive.
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