Saturday, February 8, 2014

Random rants while I'm at work on a Saturday

Hey Guys.

First rant - I hate when people use the word "passionate" in conjunction with things that are meticulous, boring, soul-sucking. Like, for instance, sales. Or organization. Or detailed data-entry. Or working in the corporate sphere.You cannot be passionate about those things and it's blasphemy to say that shit - shame on you. Passion is a word that implies high emotion, beyond the confines of logical thought or pragmatism. Ya know - we fell passionately in love, or we were blinded by our passion, or even CRIMES OF PASSION. You have to use passion to describe something that is the reason you want to live, either on that particular day, or has been your reason for living for years - lights a fire in your soul. If working in the corporate sphere is your reason for living... you may actually lack a soul, or heart, or both... my guess is you're a robot. Not even a replicant, for those of you familiar with Blade Runner.

Rant 2 - I have a lot of friends who work for a particular, well-known technology company - I used to work there too. They love to post about the perks they get, and, without fail, end the post with "love my job!". Ok. You don't love your job. You may love the company you work for, or more accurately, the free shit they give you - believe me, I get it, I was there. You love that they spoil you and give you food, drink, entertainment that is in no way related to your actual job function, which clearly you do not love, because if you did, your posts would say something closer to this:

"Stared at candidate profiles all day, emailed about 50 people, as I did yesterday and the day before. Heard back from 4 people from emails earlier this week - 2 were condescending. Got feedback from the phone interview for one of my candidates yesterday - apparently he was an idiot and so am I. Still waiting on feedback from one last interviewer on onsite interview from last week - taking his sweet ass time. Love my job!"

OR

"After weeks of courting this rockstar candidate and going to bat to get him an incredible offer, homeboy just turned us down - got himself a better counter-offer. I think he may have been using me for that all along. I'm exhausted and need a drink. Love my job!"

All I'm saying is, you don't love your job. Doctors Without Borders - they love their fucking jobs. They probably don't like it all the time, but they definitely have a skillset that they could just sit back on and rake in the dough - they decide to travel to shithole locations to save people. For basically nothing. That's love. 


Speaking of jobs - I should probably get back to work. I work at a Vet - no, I don't love it. I will love my job when I'm writing and performing and getting to make people laugh for my living. And I'm working on it (I wrote this while on the clock at the Vet, so technically, I guess, I AM getting paid for writing!LOVE MY JOB! )

K bye.

Sunday, January 5, 2014

Tuesday, December 31, 2013

The White Elephant Dbl-Sided Dildo, The Saga Continues...

So, she broke it in half, at the balls. This is what playing with it looks like now - I am feeling kind of like a bad owner, but come on. COME ON. This is fucking HILARIOUS.


The White Elephant Double-Sided Dildo...

Got re-gifted already - to my dog. Happy New Year Denver!




Monday, December 30, 2013

Shocking new idea - Be whoever you are and do whatever you want, no matter your age. LIVE.

In response to this blog right here:




http://www.huffingtonpost.com/jennifer-ball/7-things-you-totes-need-to-stop-saying-if-youre-over-30_b_4375298.html

Sure, some of these are pretty annoying. I particularly don't like "totes" - never have, feels very awkward to work into conversation. And I've never even used "feels" - and I doubt I will. I also don't like when people use the word "utilize" instead of "use" just to try and sound more intelligent - just personal preferences here people. That aside,  the first thing I think when I see these type of articles (there are so many circulating out there) is to say "stop telling me what to do or say, or how to act, because I've reached a certain age." We're all individuals, right? There's a lot of "age-appropriate" stuff out there that I see that makes me feel sad, like everyone is conforming or giving up, but then I think, that seems to make those people happy, that's what they want. Leave them alone.

I don't much subscribe to the idea of following age-based accepted norms. I find it very limiting and I see a lot of people stopping themselves from doing things they'd like to because of those norms. You need to be this way, or that way, because you're over 30 - says who? Stop telling me what to do - how about we all learn to mind our own business and accept differences in others by the time we reach our 30s? How 'bout that? There are many good ways to live a life.

Side note:
Like it or not, language changes. I agree that it's kind of scary where language may be headed, but generally, much of what begins as slang ends up being part of the accepted vernacular (see "ain't" in the dictionary). Been that way for hundreds of years.

p.s. How does homegirl know I WON'T cut a bitch? Shoooooooot - I'm CRAY.  ;)

Wednesday, December 18, 2013

Nothing to Everything

I know nothing about nothing and anything and I am going to make everything out of that, starting now. EVERYTHIN.  I’m not the first, I won’t be the last.


They like to tell you that you have to be taught how to do things, that there is one way, one very particular way, or sets of particular ways, and if you do not learn the way before you start you will be lost. That is wrong. I know enough to start, I am a quick learn and I will learn as I go.

I have no time for your parameters sunshine.

Thursday, December 12, 2013

The Fighting Octopi and Sarah's Takeover

Have you ever watched a nature show in which they are showing an octopus defend itself? Holy fucking shit you guys - it is one of the funniest goddamned things I have ever seen. YouTube that shit if you can, I promise you won't be disappointed.



So I finished my last final of my Bachelors degree today, finally. Perhaps you could not tell this by the above comment about octopi, but you know what? Screw you. Who are you to judge me? And secondly, that shit's for real. So. Funny.

Hi, my name is Sarah, I'm 31 (but look 24, so let's just go with that), and I now have a Bachelor of Arts degree in Theatre Arts, Dance Option.

Get ready. ;)