Staring.

Hey alright guys, this is a true story thats original to this blog only- AND – it happened today! Hurray! Ok, so today I got out of my piano lessons at 4:30pm. There is a bank next building over. So usually my Mom picks me up afterward in the parking lot, (yeah she picks me up I can’t drive- cue laughter whatever) I noticed that she wasn’t waiting there so I walked around the parking lot just to make sure. As I was passing by the back entrance of the bank- there were a few people inside staring at me. I didn’t think of it much at first, I was calling home and walking around in a circle. After I finished getting off the phone, the people who were staring at me were gone from the windows and there was a woman who was locking the back door. She gave me a odd/fearful look and so I just gave her the “whatever” expression and walked off.

So it usually takes my Mom about 10 minutes to get to where I was so I took out 1984 (which is a good read, I recommend it) and using my backpack as a pillow, laid down and read on the small strip of grass that was in front of the bank. About 1 1/2 minutes later, this cop car pulls up beside me (because the lawn strip was close to the parking lot) and I looked over and was like, “wtf”. I get up and the cop gets out. He was a bald guy of about 30+ years.

Cop: “Can I see your ID?”

Me: “Ah yeah, sure.” [pulls out student ID]

Cop: “Alright” [Takes ID, scribbles some notes]

Cop: “When is your birthday?”

Me: “February 26th, 1990”

Me: “Can you tell me whats going on?”

Cop: “Well, last week this bank was robbed by a young man, who was thin, had dark hair, lightly tanned skin and a black bag. Before he robbed the bank he hung around the back parking lot area for a few minutes before he went in and held the place up. And the people at the bank reported that there was a guy walking around the back of the bank who matched the suspect who robbed the bank last week.”

Me: [Thinking, oh shit, because I totally match the description, I was carrying my black messenger bag AND I was making phone calls while just walking around the back of the bank]

“Oh………funny you never hear things like that….”

Cop: “Yeah, you look like the guy, but you’re not the guy. The real guy was about 20 years or older and everyone was sure he had a wig on.”

Me: “Really? Man, thats pretty crazy.”

Cop: “Yeah, sorry to alarm you or anything.”

Me: “Oh its no big deal, but you scared me there for a second.”

Cop: “Sorry about that….by the way, you waiting for someone or what?”

Me: “Oh yeah I was waiting for my Mom to pick me up- I just got out of my piano lessons like 10 minutes ago over there.” [points at building]

Cop: “Hm. Well take it easy- now I just gotta go tell the people inside its ok.” [laugh]

Me: “Good day!” [at that moment my Mom arrives and I jump in and drive off without any other hassle- oh and I say good day a lot to adults because I’ve worked as a cashier at a few jobs and I’m so used to saying it]

Overall it was a jarring experience. I had no idea why those people inside the building were freaking out and locking all the exits, but now I do. XD It actually crossed my mind that maybe they thought I was attractive or something and they just couldn’t keep their greedy eyes off me- Ha! Wow! Totally wrong!

-Neverhitboxes

-Staring does not equal hotness. -Neverhitboxes

Fake Computer Techies.

Here is a blog from my archives:

You know what I really don’t like? People who act like they know a lot about computers. It drives me crazy to no extent. Just listening to them brag is enough to make me bleed from my eyes! They casually drop a few acronyms here and there, maybe the occasional “download” and every ignorant person’s jaw drops at their boundless knowledge. Now maybe a few of you have never met a person like the one I am describing, but I’m sure you’ll run across one, and when you do, you’ll truly wish you brought your camera with you, because the stuff that comes out of their mouth is truly nonsense (damn that was a long ass sentence).

Now let me give you an experience of mine. I consider myself pretty technical, but the computer network administrator for my high school on the other hand is a completely different issue (I’m not even going to capitalize his title he is so unworthy)! Now as I recall, the guy who is our current CNA used to be the “ball guy” at my middle school. This guy literally would wheel out a ball cart at lunch and at the end of lunch, pick up discarded balls and wheel the cart back in. Now the dire question I have, is how in the hell did this guy go from “Depressed Ball Maven”, to CNA of my school? The thing that further aggravates me is the fact that I am always under the impression that he knows nothing about computers.

The first day of my Web Design class he walked in and announced to the class that our network had a T3 Fiber-Optic Backbone. Ok. That’s cool. But the thing is that he made such a big deal about it, like he was proud in some way (not to mention that half of my class was completely clueless as to what the hell he was talking about- most of them are just in the class for credit). I don’t know if he noticed but the computer still takes an eternity and a half to login (its not the computers fault, they are more than capable). Yeah the network is distributed among hundreds of computers, but not every computer in the school is being logged into and used at once.

The CNA is a nice guy, I’m not going to lie about that, but I think he needs to learn the proper etiquette. When I was talking to him, I was pretty sure that must over used the words, hacker, server and T3 Fiber-Optic Backbone. Anyone can use these interchangeably in a sentence. “Yeah, all of these teenage hackers are trying to hack the server.” And, “Hey did I ever tell you about our T3 Fiber-Optic Backbone?” He just repeats himself, he’s like a parrot or a tape recorder. I can ask him, “Hey, do you guys use SAN’s here at our school?” and he would probably say something along the lines of, “I don’t remember quite, but one thing you can be sure of, is that no hacker can get into our servers because our T3 Fiber-Optic Backbone is so cool.” How does he keep things running, let alone keep his job? I’ll bet that whenever the Principal does a job evaluation, he just uses one of those sentences I used above.

Principal: “So Joe, lets just review how well you’ve done your job…”

Joe (CNA): “Well I’m sure our servers are safe from hackers, and that our T3 Fiber-Optic Backbone is faster than the speed of light.”

Principal: *jaw on the floor* “Wow, you must really do your job well, you get a raise. We clearly don’t pay you enough.”

 

Better yet, I’ll bet if we catch him off guard, he’ll probably just name some features in windows. “Uhhh, I can’t answer that right now, I need to open up my task manager and run DOS so I can further use my computer and ummm analyze the control panel…….have I discouraged you enough yet?” I still don’t know how this guy manages to keep things running, he must pay somebody off. I don’t even know how he managed to get the job in the first place (bomb threats). Well I guess I know who to blame when everything goes to hell and I lose all of my “documents”(because we all know how heartbroken I will be if I lose all my essays on Shakespeare, God forbid….).

-Neverhitboxes

 

/rant

 

P.S- I just realized that I typed a full page on how I hate people who pretend to know a lot about computers and that’s just ridiculous.