Well, after several months of pussyfooting around with Sam Health, they finally decided to hire me. Although it's not for the job I wanted, it is still for a job that pays a little better than 25% more than what I'm currently making, so I'm not going to complain. I still think their HR department needs to be gutted. I applied for that job over 2 months ago....close to three. But it all works out well. Now I'll be able to take that entire week that Rachel's parents are here off before starting....woo ha! Way to work the system. Ok, I must admit, it was Rachel's idea, so all the props go to her.
Most people look forward to summers. Warm weather, weekends filled with camping and hanging out by a body of water. I spend my weekends in a tractor. Yes it is once again time for me to satisfy the agricultural jones inside me and hop behind the wheel of a John Deere 4440 tractor and spend my weekend driving around in circles for 12 hours a day, baling hay. And strangely enough, I'm looking forward to it. Really throws a kink into my fun though, I'm going to have to nix a trip to Brookings with Steve next weekend to bale, but oh well.
Rachel and I also secured our first legitimate "couple friends" in Cory and Amy. The four of us went mini golfing last night and then got some ice cream. A good time was had by all. Naturally, Rachel won, as she normally does at mini golf. Michelle Wie, watch your ass.
I got nothing else. It's bloody hot, and I'm begging for an eighty degree day. That'd be nice.
Remember when Jerry Rice was the best receiver in football? Neither does he.
Remember when Ken Griffey Jr. said he'd never play for the Yankees? Neither does he.
Sports is a funny world.
Friday, July 29, 2005
Friday, July 22, 2005
Been too long
I've been slacking. I know. I apologize. It's been a combination of it being hot and not spending as much time indoors (hanging out at the pool, etc), working full time now, the purchase of college football 2006 for the Xbox, and just general lack of enthusiasm for writing lately.
Last night I went to Red Robin with a bunch of people from work. It was a good time. It's nice to make new friends. Not that I'm abandoning my old friends at all, just it's nice to have some friends that live in town. Hopefully we can make this a regular thing, all of us going out to eat.
Work is still going well.....I'm hoping that when our lead leaves in a month or so, they'll promote me. I think I'm definitely qualified to be the lead, but I will admit that I have a problem being "professional." Especially in a job as mundane as medical records. If you're not having fun, that job would blow. So I like to have fun. Unfortunately, fun is not synonomous with professional. Despite the fact that I have some of the highest productivity numbers and overall knowledge of anyone there, I think they'll hesitate. Their loss though.....it's only a matter of time before I finally land a job elsewhere that pays something respectable.
The Angels beat the Yankees last night thanks to the Black Genie's grand slam. As much as that guy drives me insane with his swing-so-hard your-helmet-falls-off-and-you miss-the-changeup-by-nine-feet hitting approach, suspect fielding and third grade education (yes that's a fact. He's barely literate in English and Spanish. Hence the fact he rarely does an interview.) He is extremely clutch. He deserved to be the MVP last year. He singlehandedly carried the Angels to the playoffs. Yet I still find it hard to cheer for the guy. And I will never forgive him for sitting out after getting hit in the non throwing arm by a ball thrown from third to second while running. Suck it up.
SportsCenter's 50 states in 50 days gimmick is a good one. I find myself watching just for the random facts about Idaho and Alaska. For instance, it's illegal to throw a live moose from a moving plane in Alaska. You don't hear that stuff on the regular SportsCenter.
Highlights of the summer so far: Fourth of July weekend at the beach with Rachel, Vince's wedding in Jacksonville.
Predicted future highlights: OSU football season opener at revamped stadium, Diana's wedding in Baltimore, Rachel's family coming to visit.
Biggest downer of the summer: Finding out a friend had skin cancer removed from her arm the other day. Please don't ask me who, I'm don't feel comfortable telling people without her permission. And I'm not going to ask "hey is it ok to tell people you have cancer?"
Little highlight of the day......finding out my speeding ticket was reduced from $201 to $106.
Little highlight of the day #2...getting sent home from work 2 hours early.
And now a question.....say you're stuck in an elevator alone with a totally attractive person of the opposite sex. You just ate a chili-dog, or some other stomach-turning delicacy. You know that passing gas is inevitable, if not imminent. Do you A) Just wait til it happens, then pretend like you don't know what happened and blame it on burning grease on the elevator cables, B) Do the deed and then apologize, or C) Politely warn them ahead of time that you've got a bad case of the bubble-guts and apologize in advance, or D) Challenge them to a farting contest, with the winner getting $100?
Last night I went to Red Robin with a bunch of people from work. It was a good time. It's nice to make new friends. Not that I'm abandoning my old friends at all, just it's nice to have some friends that live in town. Hopefully we can make this a regular thing, all of us going out to eat.
Work is still going well.....I'm hoping that when our lead leaves in a month or so, they'll promote me. I think I'm definitely qualified to be the lead, but I will admit that I have a problem being "professional." Especially in a job as mundane as medical records. If you're not having fun, that job would blow. So I like to have fun. Unfortunately, fun is not synonomous with professional. Despite the fact that I have some of the highest productivity numbers and overall knowledge of anyone there, I think they'll hesitate. Their loss though.....it's only a matter of time before I finally land a job elsewhere that pays something respectable.
The Angels beat the Yankees last night thanks to the Black Genie's grand slam. As much as that guy drives me insane with his swing-so-hard your-helmet-falls-off-and-you miss-the-changeup-by-nine-feet hitting approach, suspect fielding and third grade education (yes that's a fact. He's barely literate in English and Spanish. Hence the fact he rarely does an interview.) He is extremely clutch. He deserved to be the MVP last year. He singlehandedly carried the Angels to the playoffs. Yet I still find it hard to cheer for the guy. And I will never forgive him for sitting out after getting hit in the non throwing arm by a ball thrown from third to second while running. Suck it up.
SportsCenter's 50 states in 50 days gimmick is a good one. I find myself watching just for the random facts about Idaho and Alaska. For instance, it's illegal to throw a live moose from a moving plane in Alaska. You don't hear that stuff on the regular SportsCenter.
Highlights of the summer so far: Fourth of July weekend at the beach with Rachel, Vince's wedding in Jacksonville.
Predicted future highlights: OSU football season opener at revamped stadium, Diana's wedding in Baltimore, Rachel's family coming to visit.
Biggest downer of the summer: Finding out a friend had skin cancer removed from her arm the other day. Please don't ask me who, I'm don't feel comfortable telling people without her permission. And I'm not going to ask "hey is it ok to tell people you have cancer?"
Little highlight of the day......finding out my speeding ticket was reduced from $201 to $106.
Little highlight of the day #2...getting sent home from work 2 hours early.
And now a question.....say you're stuck in an elevator alone with a totally attractive person of the opposite sex. You just ate a chili-dog, or some other stomach-turning delicacy. You know that passing gas is inevitable, if not imminent. Do you A) Just wait til it happens, then pretend like you don't know what happened and blame it on burning grease on the elevator cables, B) Do the deed and then apologize, or C) Politely warn them ahead of time that you've got a bad case of the bubble-guts and apologize in advance, or D) Challenge them to a farting contest, with the winner getting $100?
Tuesday, July 12, 2005
Argh
Well I went over to Good Sam (again) to see what the deal was on that job I applied for. I finally got an answer! It was no. Apparently what happened was that patient financial services wanted to hire me, and HR wouldn't let them because I had no medical billing experience. So basically the people I would've been working for thought I was competent enough for the job, but someone who'd never met me wouldn't let them hire me because I "did not meet the minimum qualifications." I'm not trying to be a doctor here! I think I could learn medical billing in a matter of weeks. Absurd! The worst part is that it took them two months to tell me this. I asked about that, and the lady gave me some song and dance about how they're in the process of switching their applications from paper to electronic and "sometimes people get lost in the shuffle." I know I wasn't lost, because she pulled my application right off her f*cking desk! Not in a folder, not buried at the bottom of the pile...it was sitting on her desk pretty much in plain sight. Ridiculous.
In other news, why is it that so many nurses smoke? You'd think they of all people would be aware of the dangers and less likely to smoke. Yet an unusually large proportion of the nurses and medical assistants at the clinic smoke. I don't get it.
I guess there's a lot about this world that doesn't make sense to me.......
In other news, why is it that so many nurses smoke? You'd think they of all people would be aware of the dangers and less likely to smoke. Yet an unusually large proportion of the nurses and medical assistants at the clinic smoke. I don't get it.
I guess there's a lot about this world that doesn't make sense to me.......
Monday, July 11, 2005
Movin' on up!
Well the move is complete. Really only took us a day and a half. We started moving stuff right after work on Friday. Dad and Grant came down to help, and with their help and extra truck, we were able to get mostly everything over here and in the apartment by 9:30. That included a half hour break to eat some pizza. Rachel and I were up 'til one moving stuff around before we quit for the night. The next morning we got up, put some more stuff together and in place before making a trip to Salem. Bed Bath and Beyond here in town didn't have the shower curtain Rachel had been wanting to get for like two months, so we drove to Linen n' Things in Salem. Aparently this was an important purchase. I must admit, it does look pretty good. We also picked up a few lamps for the front room with bear and moose lampshades. I love the woodsy look of our front room. Very cozy.
About 5 pm, we realized we'd left a few things over at our old apartment. The bitch of the thing was that we'd already turned in our keys, and the office was closed for the weekend. I remembered Grant telling me that you could just jiggle the handle on any door in that complex and it'd open. I figured it was worth a shot. So we head over and start jiggling the handle. 10 seconds later, the damn thing popped open. 10 seconds! That made me feel real safe. No point in even having a lock on the door. Might as well have just had screen doors on the place. After reclaiming our misplaced items, we put the finishing touches on our apartment. I really like what we've done with the place. Not only is it bigger, but we're using more of it. In the old place, we had two bedrooms, but we really only used one. The other one sat completely unused. Now we have the computer in the other bedroom, as sort of an office. Taking the computer out of the front room really opens it up.
Ironically, Rachel and I made the master bedroom the office. Yes it's bigger, but the closet also houses the water heater, which severely hampers the amount of space for clothes. So we took the smaller bedroom as our own. All we do is sleep in there anyways, so we don't need a ton of room. I'm excited for people to come over and see what we've done with the place. Just need more friends that actually live in town......
The only bummer is that now I'm close enough to work that I can walk. It's a 20 minute walk, which isn't bad, but it will be when the rains start coming again. It will save me gas, which is huge, but crap....20 minutes in December when it's 38 degrees and I'm walking up a hill? F that. I guess I've got a few months before I have to worry about that.
Well it is monday, so I guess that means I should get dressed and ready for work. Enjoy your week y'all!
About 5 pm, we realized we'd left a few things over at our old apartment. The bitch of the thing was that we'd already turned in our keys, and the office was closed for the weekend. I remembered Grant telling me that you could just jiggle the handle on any door in that complex and it'd open. I figured it was worth a shot. So we head over and start jiggling the handle. 10 seconds later, the damn thing popped open. 10 seconds! That made me feel real safe. No point in even having a lock on the door. Might as well have just had screen doors on the place. After reclaiming our misplaced items, we put the finishing touches on our apartment. I really like what we've done with the place. Not only is it bigger, but we're using more of it. In the old place, we had two bedrooms, but we really only used one. The other one sat completely unused. Now we have the computer in the other bedroom, as sort of an office. Taking the computer out of the front room really opens it up.
Ironically, Rachel and I made the master bedroom the office. Yes it's bigger, but the closet also houses the water heater, which severely hampers the amount of space for clothes. So we took the smaller bedroom as our own. All we do is sleep in there anyways, so we don't need a ton of room. I'm excited for people to come over and see what we've done with the place. Just need more friends that actually live in town......
The only bummer is that now I'm close enough to work that I can walk. It's a 20 minute walk, which isn't bad, but it will be when the rains start coming again. It will save me gas, which is huge, but crap....20 minutes in December when it's 38 degrees and I'm walking up a hill? F that. I guess I've got a few months before I have to worry about that.
Well it is monday, so I guess that means I should get dressed and ready for work. Enjoy your week y'all!
Thursday, July 7, 2005
Did I just get Tagged?
Reading through my buddies journals today, I noticed that my name appeared on Annie's "tagged" list. I wasn't really sure that I was the Andy in question (you never know, it's a popular name), but I'm bored, so here goes. For everyone's sanity, I'm not "tagging" anyone, but you're all free to insert your answers if you'd like. Or not.
Five Songs I'm diggin right now
1. My List - Toby Keith. Probably his best song, in my opinion.
2. Get Back - Ludacris. Any song that employs the term "Yeek, Yeek" and also uses the ever popular police siren-esque "woop woop" is right up there with me.
3. I Believe in a Thing Called Love - The Darkness. Just because it is awesome.
4. Rollin with MVP - Stagga Lee. I just thought about this song for the first time in forever today, and, well it is a great summer song.
5. O.A.R. - Missing Pieces. Just a fun song. I'd never even heard of these guys before Rachel, but they're pretty cool.
There ya go.
In other news.....
I'm having some issues with my dad right now. You'll remember a few months ago (well you probably won't) the Mustang crapped out. Well I couldn't afford the $2000 it was going to cost to fix it, and neither could Dad. So Dad comes across a credit card I'd signed up for but never activated. So he convinces me (against my better judgement) to activate it and use it to pay for the car repair. So the car gets repaired, Dad says to send him the bill and he'll handle the credit card payments. Fast forward to now.....
......So I gave dad the first bill. He never paid it. I had to call and make an emergency payment at the last second to keep from having a late payment. What's more, I haven't driven the car more than a few times since it was repaired. I've been driving the not so reliable Brown Sugar. This doesn't seem fair to me. The only reason we have a car is because of my credit, which is in danger of being ruined because I can barely afford to pay for anything right now thanks to my crappy job. Now I know that it's a little spoiled of me to expect my dad to pay for repairs on a car that I've driven pretty much since high school. However, this was his idea, and he told me he was going to handle the payments. So I'm not sure what to do. Do I bring all this up with dad, or do I just take it becuase he's helped me out with so much over the years? I'm not sure what to do, so I'm opening it up to my online friends to get an idea of what other people think. Granted, some of you don't know my dad....some of you barely know me. But I'm just interested in y'alls opinions.
Five Songs I'm diggin right now
1. My List - Toby Keith. Probably his best song, in my opinion.
2. Get Back - Ludacris. Any song that employs the term "Yeek, Yeek" and also uses the ever popular police siren-esque "woop woop" is right up there with me.
3. I Believe in a Thing Called Love - The Darkness. Just because it is awesome.
4. Rollin with MVP - Stagga Lee. I just thought about this song for the first time in forever today, and, well it is a great summer song.
5. O.A.R. - Missing Pieces. Just a fun song. I'd never even heard of these guys before Rachel, but they're pretty cool.
There ya go.
In other news.....
I'm having some issues with my dad right now. You'll remember a few months ago (well you probably won't) the Mustang crapped out. Well I couldn't afford the $2000 it was going to cost to fix it, and neither could Dad. So Dad comes across a credit card I'd signed up for but never activated. So he convinces me (against my better judgement) to activate it and use it to pay for the car repair. So the car gets repaired, Dad says to send him the bill and he'll handle the credit card payments. Fast forward to now.....
......So I gave dad the first bill. He never paid it. I had to call and make an emergency payment at the last second to keep from having a late payment. What's more, I haven't driven the car more than a few times since it was repaired. I've been driving the not so reliable Brown Sugar. This doesn't seem fair to me. The only reason we have a car is because of my credit, which is in danger of being ruined because I can barely afford to pay for anything right now thanks to my crappy job. Now I know that it's a little spoiled of me to expect my dad to pay for repairs on a car that I've driven pretty much since high school. However, this was his idea, and he told me he was going to handle the payments. So I'm not sure what to do. Do I bring all this up with dad, or do I just take it becuase he's helped me out with so much over the years? I'm not sure what to do, so I'm opening it up to my online friends to get an idea of what other people think. Granted, some of you don't know my dad....some of you barely know me. But I'm just interested in y'alls opinions.
Wednesday, July 6, 2005
London 2012!!
London was awarded the 2012 Olympics.
Which in itself isn't that big of a deal. But when you couple it with what I heard on the news last night, it's pretty funny.
Remember during the 2000 election, when George Bush was caught on tape saying some reporter (I'm sure Joel knows his name) was a "major league asshole?" Well, apparently French president Jacques Chirac was unaware or just forgot that he was wearing a mic when he said of the Brits "we can't trust anyone whose food is so terrible. In fact, the only country with worse food is Finland." Apparently, two of the Olympic selection committee members were Finnish. London won the final vote 54-50. If the Fins had voted the other way, it would've been a 52-52 split. Nice going Jacques. You just cost your country the Olympics.
Why do people do this? Especially people of significance? You spend your entire life in the public eye, and you KNOW this. Do you think I'd be writing about killing Mexicans (note: I do not condone the killing of Mexicans) on my website if I were a public figure? Do you think I'd even swear? It's freaking amazing. When I goof like that, I might get a few dirty looks. Mr. Chirac just endangered the economic future of his country. All because he had to comment on British food. Whoops.
Which in itself isn't that big of a deal. But when you couple it with what I heard on the news last night, it's pretty funny.
Remember during the 2000 election, when George Bush was caught on tape saying some reporter (I'm sure Joel knows his name) was a "major league asshole?" Well, apparently French president Jacques Chirac was unaware or just forgot that he was wearing a mic when he said of the Brits "we can't trust anyone whose food is so terrible. In fact, the only country with worse food is Finland." Apparently, two of the Olympic selection committee members were Finnish. London won the final vote 54-50. If the Fins had voted the other way, it would've been a 52-52 split. Nice going Jacques. You just cost your country the Olympics.
Why do people do this? Especially people of significance? You spend your entire life in the public eye, and you KNOW this. Do you think I'd be writing about killing Mexicans (note: I do not condone the killing of Mexicans) on my website if I were a public figure? Do you think I'd even swear? It's freaking amazing. When I goof like that, I might get a few dirty looks. Mr. Chirac just endangered the economic future of his country. All because he had to comment on British food. Whoops.
Tuesday, July 5, 2005
Work loons
You know you work with some strange people when....
One of them voluntarily tells you that her grandfather murdered 4 people and buried them in his backyard.
Yup.
You read that right.
Apparently this girl's granddaddy lives on the Texas-Mexico border. She claims that he shot four Mexicans running across the border in his backyard, then buried them there. Creepy. But then it gets even better (or worse I should say).
She thinks this is ok! She's like "they can't do anything about it because they were in the country illegally." Are you serious? So if something goes wrong with my passport, and I end up in France on vacation technically illegally, it's ok for some Parisian to pop me on the Champs Elysses?
Wow.
I need a new job.
One of them voluntarily tells you that her grandfather murdered 4 people and buried them in his backyard.
Yup.
You read that right.
Apparently this girl's granddaddy lives on the Texas-Mexico border. She claims that he shot four Mexicans running across the border in his backyard, then buried them there. Creepy. But then it gets even better (or worse I should say).
She thinks this is ok! She's like "they can't do anything about it because they were in the country illegally." Are you serious? So if something goes wrong with my passport, and I end up in France on vacation technically illegally, it's ok for some Parisian to pop me on the Champs Elysses?
Wow.
I need a new job.
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