I swear I will write something worthwhile again sometime...someday...(probably not).
BUT! Until then, I give you this little gem, coming to a TV near you this fall:
http://bcove.me/csjtk3hf
Like, seriously? I don't even know how this can even be real, AND YET IT IS!
JAMES FUCKING VAN DER BEEK! Comin back with a vengeance!
Tuesday, May 17, 2011
Wednesday, May 11, 2011
Work Stuff
This is a topic I've touched on before, but seriously, when did people start dressing like stoners for work? My mom picked me up at work today, due to the car situation, and she saw two of my coworkers walk out before me. When I got in the car, she said, "Is that really what they wore to work today?" Yep. The people in question: the guy was wearing khaki shorts, an orange t-shirt, and a plaid button-down over it, (which I didn't think was that bad, comparatively), and the girl was wearing baggy jeans and a hooded sweatshirt (Also, it's 70 degrees. Why?).
Now, granted, I'm aware that I am only qualified for jobs that monkeys could do, but still: this is your JOB, people! Dress the part. Granted, it's not like I dress up AT ALL for work; today I am wearing black jeggings, flip-flops, a blue Old Navy flutter-sleeve shirt, and a grey short-sleeved cardigan. But compared to what other people wear, I look like I'm on the Oscar's red carpet. You name it- sweatshirts, baggy jeans, crappy tshirts, beer tshirts/sweatshirts, plastic shoes, baseball caps (on the gals, no less), etc. No makeup, no jewelry. What is wrong with people? DRESS THE PART! YOU WILL FEEL BETTER ABOUT YOURSELF! YOU ARE DOING AN ACTUAL JOB, NOT JUST FLIPPING BURGERS!
In other news, I finally got a copy of the letter that the customer whose life I supposedly saved sent in. Not quite as life-savey as people made it out to be, but still basically all about how awesome I am. I just wish that someone from senior management would acknowledge it, because no one important has said anything to me about it, which would be nice.
So, we've been having team building meetings for several weeks now, and today we had an exercise in giving feedback. Now, I don't actually have a problem with any kind of public speaking, I never did in school and I don't now. So I didn't feel nervous at all in doing this exercise, about what I had to say, etc. However, as I was speaking, I could feel myself getting hot, and when I was done, I looked down and my chest was BRIGHT RED, presumably matching my face. WTF?! So of course, now I look like someone who is so nervous and shy and awkward that I can't even speak to a group of 10 people that I see every day. And this ALWAYS happens to me. It's the same thing that always used to happen in auditions: I didn't really feel nervous at all, but my hands would be trembling, and my voice would shake so much I couldn't even get the notes out. I do not understand why, when I honestly do not feel nervous in a situation, my body betrays me, and makes me look like an asshole.
Paralyzing Social Awkwardness: The Colleen Weiler Story
Now, granted, I'm aware that I am only qualified for jobs that monkeys could do, but still: this is your JOB, people! Dress the part. Granted, it's not like I dress up AT ALL for work; today I am wearing black jeggings, flip-flops, a blue Old Navy flutter-sleeve shirt, and a grey short-sleeved cardigan. But compared to what other people wear, I look like I'm on the Oscar's red carpet. You name it- sweatshirts, baggy jeans, crappy tshirts, beer tshirts/sweatshirts, plastic shoes, baseball caps (on the gals, no less), etc. No makeup, no jewelry. What is wrong with people? DRESS THE PART! YOU WILL FEEL BETTER ABOUT YOURSELF! YOU ARE DOING AN ACTUAL JOB, NOT JUST FLIPPING BURGERS!
In other news, I finally got a copy of the letter that the customer whose life I supposedly saved sent in. Not quite as life-savey as people made it out to be, but still basically all about how awesome I am. I just wish that someone from senior management would acknowledge it, because no one important has said anything to me about it, which would be nice.
So, we've been having team building meetings for several weeks now, and today we had an exercise in giving feedback. Now, I don't actually have a problem with any kind of public speaking, I never did in school and I don't now. So I didn't feel nervous at all in doing this exercise, about what I had to say, etc. However, as I was speaking, I could feel myself getting hot, and when I was done, I looked down and my chest was BRIGHT RED, presumably matching my face. WTF?! So of course, now I look like someone who is so nervous and shy and awkward that I can't even speak to a group of 10 people that I see every day. And this ALWAYS happens to me. It's the same thing that always used to happen in auditions: I didn't really feel nervous at all, but my hands would be trembling, and my voice would shake so much I couldn't even get the notes out. I do not understand why, when I honestly do not feel nervous in a situation, my body betrays me, and makes me look like an asshole.
Paralyzing Social Awkwardness: The Colleen Weiler Story
Saturday, May 7, 2011
My Brain Is A Pile of Crap: A One-Sentence Novel By Colleen E. Weiler
Eff eff eff I was in SUCH a writing mood, and now I am utterly bereft of inspiration. Why does this happen? I used to be able to write anything, all the time, and now I can't come up with anything. I struggle to come up with a few sentences and then my brain just explodes into dust. Gah.
This needs to NOT be happening right now. If I'm not going to grad school, I really need to be doing something with my life. I don't want to be a fuck-up. And not the adorable kind of fuck-ups like Burt and Verona in Away We Go, where they were still actually adorable and awesome and in love and had their whole lives of happiness together in front of them.
At this point, I have my whole life of living with my parents in East Jesus Nowhere and working in customer service ahead of me. I do not see where John Krasinski will come into play, and therefore I am not ok with it.
Blerg.
This needs to NOT be happening right now. If I'm not going to grad school, I really need to be doing something with my life. I don't want to be a fuck-up. And not the adorable kind of fuck-ups like Burt and Verona in Away We Go, where they were still actually adorable and awesome and in love and had their whole lives of happiness together in front of them.
At this point, I have my whole life of living with my parents in East Jesus Nowhere and working in customer service ahead of me. I do not see where John Krasinski will come into play, and therefore I am not ok with it.
Blerg.
Wednesday, May 4, 2011
How To Succeed in Customer Service Without Really Trying
So, I walked into work today, and before I could even sit down, the following conversation occurred:
Coworker: Colleen I heard you were mentioned at the Colleague of the Month meeting this morning!
Me: ?
Coworker: I wasn't there, but I guess some customer wrote a letter about you and Don [Sundman, owner of Mystic Stamp] read it aloud to everyone.
Me: Wha? Why? What did it say?
Coworker: I don't know, I wasn't there.
Fascinating recreation, I know. So after being congratulated by another coworker who was actually at the meeting and heard this letter read aloud, I asked for the deets. Apparently, some 90-something-year-old man wrote in to say that he was very ill, on oxygen, and basically just sitting in the corner waiting to die. He called in to Mystic for whatever reason, and I was so sweet nice and wonderful that it GAVE HIM THE WILL TO SOLDIER ON. So he wrote a letter to the Boss Man, who was so impressed by my awesome life-saving abilities that he read the touching letter aloud to the entire assembled staff of Mystic Stamp Company.
So, yeah.
Let's take a step back for a moment, for an important note:
I SELL STAMPS.
I SELL STAMPS WITH THE MINIMAL POSSIBLE AMOUNT OF COMMITMENT AND ENTHUSIASM.
I SELL STAMPS WITH THE MINIMAL POSSIBLE AMOUNT OF COMMITMENT AND ENTHUSIASM AND I SAVED A LIFE.
Imagine what I could do if I had actual skills!
People were congratulating me all day, it was great.
They're going to post the letter in the break room. Presumably to remind everyone of just how high the bar has been set. You upsold a binder? Oh, neat...I GAVE SOMEONE THE WILL TO LIVE!
Coworker: Colleen I heard you were mentioned at the Colleague of the Month meeting this morning!
Me: ?
Coworker: I wasn't there, but I guess some customer wrote a letter about you and Don [Sundman, owner of Mystic Stamp] read it aloud to everyone.
Me: Wha? Why? What did it say?
Coworker: I don't know, I wasn't there.
Fascinating recreation, I know. So after being congratulated by another coworker who was actually at the meeting and heard this letter read aloud, I asked for the deets. Apparently, some 90-something-year-old man wrote in to say that he was very ill, on oxygen, and basically just sitting in the corner waiting to die. He called in to Mystic for whatever reason, and I was so sweet nice and wonderful that it GAVE HIM THE WILL TO SOLDIER ON. So he wrote a letter to the Boss Man, who was so impressed by my awesome life-saving abilities that he read the touching letter aloud to the entire assembled staff of Mystic Stamp Company.
So, yeah.
Let's take a step back for a moment, for an important note:
I SELL STAMPS.
I SELL STAMPS WITH THE MINIMAL POSSIBLE AMOUNT OF COMMITMENT AND ENTHUSIASM.
I SELL STAMPS WITH THE MINIMAL POSSIBLE AMOUNT OF COMMITMENT AND ENTHUSIASM AND I SAVED A LIFE.
Imagine what I could do if I had actual skills!
People were congratulating me all day, it was great.
They're going to post the letter in the break room. Presumably to remind everyone of just how high the bar has been set. You upsold a binder? Oh, neat...I GAVE SOMEONE THE WILL TO LIVE!
Monday, May 2, 2011
Hungry Heart
The Hunger Games. Some of you may have read this series, but if not, YOU TOTALLY SHOULD! I know my recommendations are worth nothing to any of you, but honestly, this was hands down the best YA book series I have read since Harry Potter. And it was close to being AS GOOD as HP. And you should know that that is high praise coming from me.
ANYWHO, they are making a movie of the Hunger Games series (three books in the series: The Hunger Games, Catching Fire, and Mockingjay), and it is likely going to be huge. Hopefully huger than the Twilight saga.
They have made some major casting announcements this past month. My feelings are as follows:
Jennifer Lawrence as Katniss Everdeen: I can't be terribly disappointed in this choice. I've never seen her in a single thing, but she's seemed pretty appropriately bad-ass in clips I've seen of Winter's Bone. Because Katniss needs to be all bad-ass, righteous, archery-tastic.
Josh Hutcherson as Peeta Mellark: If I was rooting for anything in this casting race, it was this. I've loved Josh Hutcherson ever since he was a little child in Bridge to Terabithia, and especially in his recent performance in The Kids Are All Right. He is perfect to play The Boy With The Bread (this will make sense if you read the books), and I think he just might be able to change me over to Team Peeta.
Liam Hemsworth as Gale Hawthorne: Thiiiiiis one I'm just not pleased with. I was totally Team Gale, and he needs to be so much more rough around the edges, and bad-ass, and greasy and dirty and awesome than pretty boy "I dated Hannah Montana" Liam. Also, he's Australian, I think. That just doesn't jive for me.
Elizabeth Banks as Effie Trinket: I'm sure EB will do a fine job, but I had heard rumors that Kristin Chenoweth was in talks to play the part of prim, proper, sweet-as-pie Effie, and she would have been so perfect. Plus, I will support Cheno in anything and everything.
Rue and Thresh have been cast as well, with pretty fair and appropriate likenesses, so, good on them.
Certain key roles have yet to be cast. Haymitch Abernathy, the drunk good-for-nothing sponser? I would love to see RDJ in that role, (one for which he's spent a good time preparing). I'd take Hugh Laurie too. Only problem is, RDJ seems too young, and Hugh too old. Hmm, we'll see. Cinna, stylist to the stars: If you have ever seen America's Next Top Model, you will not be able to picture anyone but Mr. J as Cinna. I wish Mr. J was an actor, because I do not want to see anyone else play him.
IN CONCLUSION: Read The Hunger Games, because you're going to want to see the movie(s). Once you do, report back to me.
ANYWHO, they are making a movie of the Hunger Games series (three books in the series: The Hunger Games, Catching Fire, and Mockingjay), and it is likely going to be huge. Hopefully huger than the Twilight saga.
They have made some major casting announcements this past month. My feelings are as follows:
Jennifer Lawrence as Katniss Everdeen: I can't be terribly disappointed in this choice. I've never seen her in a single thing, but she's seemed pretty appropriately bad-ass in clips I've seen of Winter's Bone. Because Katniss needs to be all bad-ass, righteous, archery-tastic.
Josh Hutcherson as Peeta Mellark: If I was rooting for anything in this casting race, it was this. I've loved Josh Hutcherson ever since he was a little child in Bridge to Terabithia, and especially in his recent performance in The Kids Are All Right. He is perfect to play The Boy With The Bread (this will make sense if you read the books), and I think he just might be able to change me over to Team Peeta.
Liam Hemsworth as Gale Hawthorne: Thiiiiiis one I'm just not pleased with. I was totally Team Gale, and he needs to be so much more rough around the edges, and bad-ass, and greasy and dirty and awesome than pretty boy "I dated Hannah Montana" Liam. Also, he's Australian, I think. That just doesn't jive for me.
Elizabeth Banks as Effie Trinket: I'm sure EB will do a fine job, but I had heard rumors that Kristin Chenoweth was in talks to play the part of prim, proper, sweet-as-pie Effie, and she would have been so perfect. Plus, I will support Cheno in anything and everything.
Rue and Thresh have been cast as well, with pretty fair and appropriate likenesses, so, good on them.
Certain key roles have yet to be cast. Haymitch Abernathy, the drunk good-for-nothing sponser? I would love to see RDJ in that role, (one for which he's spent a good time preparing). I'd take Hugh Laurie too. Only problem is, RDJ seems too young, and Hugh too old. Hmm, we'll see. Cinna, stylist to the stars: If you have ever seen America's Next Top Model, you will not be able to picture anyone but Mr. J as Cinna. I wish Mr. J was an actor, because I do not want to see anyone else play him.
IN CONCLUSION: Read The Hunger Games, because you're going to want to see the movie(s). Once you do, report back to me.
Osama bin Dead City
Welp, clearly I am too far removed from 9/11, and how terrible and horrifying and awful and sad and scary it was, because though I am totally on board with what's been announced tonight, and realize it is a huge victory for the US, not to mention the rest of the world, the fact that people are partying in the streets, celebrating the death of a human being is...sobering to me. Even if he was just barely human. Bin Laden was not solely responsible for 9/11, and his death does not mean that we're not still going to have to take our shoes of at the airport. If his death serves as a comfort for those who lost loved ones in 9/11, then great. I just wish our country was coming together to celebrate something a little more jolly. An eye for an eye gets us all killed in a massive nuclear war.
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