A Random Static

Or specifically, why am I so polite?

I deal with several vendors in the States that, invariably, end up being impolite almost as a matter of course.  There seems to be no way to get any form of respect over the phone.  Email communications seem slightly better but, then again, everyone seems like a schmuck via text.

As an experiment, I’ve stopped using my polite business voice and have reverted to normal Zaal voice when dealing with these cretins.  I’ll post more once I get an idea of how this is working.  Probably end up getting better service once I revert back to being a dick.

On Thursday, May 20th 2010 I completed a long journey that has taken me 12 years to complete.

I graduated from SAIT Polytechnic with a diploma of Information Technology with a major in Software Development.

Sitting down to write this particular post, I realize that this may begin to meander; threading it’s way through the last 12 years of my life, perhaps more, I don’t really want to bore anyone.  I do want the reader to understand how important this achievement was to me and what it means for my, and my wife’s,  future.  If you are one of those ugly,  little trolls that insist on commenting “TL;DR” then I have but one thing to say to you:

Fuck Off.

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“You’ll complain about losing 5 million space money but you won’t put a timer on to save your pancakes!”

“I think I need a muzzle” in reference to her inability not to talk to the TV while watching a show. Straight from her mouth to this screen.

The Chinook location of Starbucks/Chapters ( or is that Chapters/Starbucks?) is fantastic for me. Old Navy is across the hallway which allows me to sit, enjoy a coffee and pull the laptop out for some quality time between me and the latest piece of assigned work. That being said…

Usually coming here allows me to relax a bit. Do some work on the notebook. It lets Sly shop unhindered by my exasperated sighs and inability to co-ordinate effectively. I’m handicapped that way.
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