I know, I know...

Two blog posts in one day. But I had too. I saw this video a few days ago and couldn't find it anywhere I could embed it from. Now it's on YouTube:



I only hope my career takes me here someday.

Adorable Book.

This book is adorable.

You should read it.

Larry Doyle used to write for The Simpsons, you know, he's funny and all that. It reminds me of being back in High School and the awkward boys I used to know. Heck, I was awkward. If you really want to get into the "awkward high school mindset" while reading this book, I suggest putting on Kelly Clarkson's latest CD, drinking a real Dr. Pepper and eating some string cheese. This is the kind of book that has me laughing out loud on the train. It's great.

Read it.

Ignore the fact that it's soon to be hitting the big screen and Hayden Panettiere plays Beth Cooper. I can't stand that cheerleader. Wait, it just occured to me she's a cheerleader on Hero's and a cheerleader in this book. Hayden needs to broaden her horizons.

Fuh-knee

I think this is funny.

The Dirty Garage - watch more funny videos

Who's In?

I figure if enough of us go on together we can have a nice little vacation spot.

Death at a Funeral

There are several movies out in the past couple of years that I love and am pretty sure no one else has seen. One of these movies is Death at a Funeral.

Death at a Funeral is a British movie that is completely British humor and British actors (except for Alan Tudyk who is from Plano, TX Holla!!!) If you know me, you know I love all things British.

Here is the trailer:



Now. I want you to watch the trailer one more time but replace all the actors with Chris Rock, Martin Lawrence, Loretta Devine, Regina Hall and Danny Glover.

That's right folks. Chris Rock has decided that it's already time to remake Death at a Funeral with less white people. I'm all for diversity. What I don't understand is why a great movie has to be re-made only three years later. I mean, come on. Most people haven't even seen the original yet and now they'll just assume that the British wanted to copy Chris Rock. As if...

I will say this. For some reason, James Marsden is also in the line-up for Chris Rock's version. If you know me, you know I also love to talk about James Marsden whenever I get the chance. So I'll give some credit there.

I probably won't pay the $12.50 to see this new version of one of my favorite movies because I won't pay $12.50 to see most movies; I'm poor. But I will probably Netflix it. Just out of curiosity.

In conclusion, go watch Death at a Funeral now before it gets all weird and American.

More Office Ranting...

Okay. So I kind of hate myself for blogging two days in a row about work, but I just need to do it so I'm going to. It's been that kind of week.

Why is a corporate office the only place that entire e-mail chains are sent, forwarded and replied to, but really are about nothing. These e-mails contain tons of questions referring to nothing, no answers to those questions about nothing, everybody involved gets angry over nothing, and they stay angry long enough to rant about the e-mail chain starter in another e-mail to only a select few that again is about, nothing.

Nothing but the fact that this person is angry, over nothing.

Why?

Why?

Why?

And why do people include me in these e-mails? I am an administrative assistant. I have no clout and I know nothing about anything.

And why do people always take a co-workers anger or problem, over nothing, and make it somebody else's or some other departments fault, when they probably just didn't read the question right, therefore making it something, when it came from nothing.

And why can't these people just get off of their lazy behinds and walk three yards to the cubicle of the person they need to talk too instead of sending a mass e-mail to everybody.

Maybe it's that none of us really know nothing about anything.

I mean the nothing e-mails have to come from somewhere...

Dear New Hire Lady From This Morning,

(Company names have been changed in hopes of no one I work for finding this letter)

Hi.

I hope you are finding your first day at Bloopbloop Management to be wonderful and inviting.

I have no idea how you found your way in the building this morning, through the door and upstairs to my desk area. Our nifty BlopCorp building managers have issued us badges in order to do both. So first of all, congratulations on hacking our super-tight security.

I'm kidding of course. These badges won't actually save our lives. I'm sure anyone could get in this building at any time, if they really wanted to.

I know you've been here before in order to interview. I know you know BlopCorp owns Bloopbloop Management and I know you are aware that you have to meet with HR on your first day. Now common sense would tell someone who has been here before that the big desk, on the first floor, located right inside the entrance, with a sign above reading "BlopCorp" would be the place to find out where you needed to report for this first day. But since no one was in yet, you decided to go exploring.

I know that I may sit in the middle of a call center, and you are working in a call center, but I think that the giant sign above my head that reads "BleepbloopScout" would give away the fact that I don't work for Bloopbloop Management. Regardless you asked where HR was for BlopCorp and Bloopbloop Management and might I assist you in getting ready to start the day.

I said, "We're BleepbloopScout, I think you need to check in with Melinda (name was changed)at the reception desk."

You asked me the same question, again.

As strange as this may sound, I know nothing about the company you work for because, I don't work for them. So when I tell you that I can't help you why do you ask me again, the same question? When I repeat my answer, you stand there as if I am supposed to assist you and proceed to ask me again how I may help you start your first day and get you checked in. To make matters worse you finally go back downstairs and then send someone else upstairs to ask me to help you.

Lady. I don't work for Bloopbloop Management. I am not BlopCorp's (You know, the corporation that owns both of our companies, just a reminder) HR department. I know it may all seem confusing since all of the companies mentioned in this letter share one building, but that's what corporations are. Big balls of confusion that look pretty on the outside so that no one will see all the ugly on the inside (at least in my opinion).

You will not ever have a first day here again, and that's probably for the best.

Now please enjoy your stay and know that this place will suck the living daylights out of you. So much so, that you will one day write blog posts to anonymous co-workers/building dwellers who make you annoyed on a Monday morning.

Best Regards,

Molly Wilbanks