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There are definitely other factors involved, but I have found that the amount of money I make is inversely proportional to my happiness
I sincerely recommend that you do not share this revelation with Mrs. Proninja
I talked to Mrs. P about quitting my medical device sales job to go work for a bike shop before we got married. Told her one of the repercussions would be that we'd have to rent rooms out in our house after we were married. She said "You know, it's not ideal, but life rarely is. What's important is that you are doing something every day that makes you happy, and I think you should go work at a bike shop." I'm not really sure how I could have not married her after that.
my bad. I thought you married a female.
 
There are definitely other factors involved, but I have found that the amount of money I make is inversely proportional to my happiness
I sincerely recommend that you do not share this revelation with Mrs. Proninja
I talked to Mrs. P about quitting my medical device sales job to go work for a bike shop before we got married. Told her one of the repercussions would be that we'd have to rent rooms out in our house after we were married. She said "You know, it's not ideal, but life rarely is. What's important is that you are doing something every day that makes you happy, and I think you should go work at a bike shop." I'm not really sure how I could have not married her after that.
my bad. I thought you married a female.
:lmao:
 
'Thorn said:
'Gadzooks said:
Question for the single guys, or any guy who is successful with the wimmens..... so basically I'm just reaching out to Stu in this crowd.Ever ask anyone out via Facebook? Last week I "friended" a girl who is originally from my hometown (now lives about 45-50 minutes away) She is 4 years younger than me and was very good friends with one of my buddy's younger sisters. I don't think I've ever spoken to this girl before, but I might have when I was in high school and just don't remember. I sent her a private message thru FB and she kinda gave a lukewarm response. I'm about to send her another message asking her to go out for a drink sometime, but for some reason it feels really creepy doing it thru Facebook. I have no problem with online dating sites, obviously that's what those are for, but I don't think Zuckerberg intended to create FB so that I could get laid. Am I dumb? Is facebook a normal route to pursue the ladies? Any success stories with this? I guess my fear is that this girl is gonna tell my buddy's sister that this Gadzooks creep went thru her FB profile and then asked her out. Oh and if I have success with this, I will be sending a friend request to Mrs SLB within 2 minutes.
I think the shuke rule applies here. You probably shouldn't ask a chick out via FB if you haven't met her IRL. :shrug:
Yeah, that's kinda my thinking. I guess it can work... just seems really tough to not come off as creepy. I think the only myspace/facebook dating I did involved girls who were the initiators.That said... it's worth a shot?
If you straight up ask her out on a one on one date, it will be creepy and unsuccessful. You'd be lucky to even get a response back turning you down.Best bet would be to plan a night out with friends or a gathering of people at your place, and invite her to join. Makes you look like an interesting guy, but also gives her a comfort buffer since other people willbe there when you first meet.Still may not work, but its your best shot to actually meet up, and if she declines its not awkward cuz youd be still doing this night with or without her.
 
my current employers tried to give me something to make me stay--essentially $50K a year more and a bunch of false promises
Don't do it.
:goodposting: I'm not too sure about many things, but you regretting staying there is one. Anytime you need reminding of that, go back in this thread and read your posts regarding this company.It's obvious you're highly marketable given how many interviews you've had in a short period of time. You'll find something better for your sanity while still allowing you to live a good life.
 
My company shut down our current ERP system tonight as we prepare to move to SAP on Monday.
I'm not an IT guy, but isn't this the sort of thing that's done over the weekend, and not on a Wednesday?
It's a four day transition. There is a group of us working 6am to 10pm, Thursday, Friday, Saturday and Sunday, just to be able to be up and running Monday morning.
4 days for SAP?? :lmao:
 
my current employers tried to give me something to make me stay--essentially $50K a year more and a bunch of false promises
Don't do it.
Voice of wisdom, friend. Thanks.I do appreciate how people here can ground me back into what's important.By the way, I've thought a bit recently, perhaps coshole-related, about how long the GMTAN notion lasts. I mean, I can't imagine breaking away, but we can't possibly be here posting when we're in our 80s, right? How would that work? Of course I then think of Tanner and realize it might be possible.
That's what they said about the telephone.
:lmao: By the way, and maybe I'm off base here, but you seem to have mellowed a bit since your return...? Not a criticism but meant as a compliment. In any case glad you're here.
I'm not sure what to think about the mellowing part of it - hadn't really thought about it - but thanks. Glad to be back and epically wasting time once again.
Epically wasting time is awesome
 
'Good said:
taking a break, but just checking in as we stop. things still not looking good. tonight i'll be on a ferry to parts unknown.
Some type of epic shtick here?
Nope. Because Detective Flysack figured it out. Leave it to the professor to deconstruct something and take all the fun out of it.I'm taking this shtick over to Zark. Later #####.
So you did get rolled by some black guys for trying to communicate with the Harlem Shuffle?
 
'Good said:
taking a break, but just checking in as we stop. things still not looking good. tonight i'll be on a ferry to parts unknown.
Some type of epic shtick here?
Nope. Because Detective Flysack figured it out. Leave it to the professor to deconstruct something and take all the fun out of it.I'm taking this shtick over to Zark. Later #####.
So you did get rolled by some black guys for trying to communicate with the Harlem Shuffle?
the truth hurts my friend.
 
Sigh. Typed a long response to flysack, and my new damn computer that likes to shut down for updates shut down for updates right as I hit "post".The_Man, I skimmed your post and assumed that was the euphemism you were using, without realizing you were referring to a euphemism. Also, please post here more.Aw, #### it, in sum my current employers tried to give me something to make me stay--essentially $50K a year more and a bunch of false promises--but others are making more compelling offers not on the monetary front (which is clearly best staying put) but in terms of working for a company I believe in doing work that is meaningful. So big pay cut on the horizon, but nothing that a reasonable person couldn't "get by" on, and Rye Brook is the best current option for a combo of great work/great company/decent money/interesting job. They've increased the level and responsibility of the job to try to get me, which is pretty damn cool. There is still a pontential Chicago option and a "wherever you wish to live" option but both for significantly less. Also there could be others but I cut off my search a few weeks ago when I thought my company might come through. Wherever I wish to land, I need to make some decisions by Monday.
Fantastic, K. Very happy for you. :thumbup:
 
my current employers tried to give me something to make me stay--essentially $50K a year more and a bunch of false promises
Don't do it.
Voice of wisdom, friend. Thanks.I do appreciate how people here can ground me back into what's important.By the way, I've thought a bit recently, perhaps coshole-related, about how long the GMTAN notion lasts. I mean, I can't imagine breaking away, but we can't possibly be here posting when we're in our 80s, right? How would that work? Of course I then think of Tanner and realize it might be possible.
That's what they said about the telephone.
:lmao: By the way, and maybe I'm off base here, but you seem to have mellowed a bit since your return...? Not a criticism but meant as a compliment. In any case glad you're here.
I'm not sure what to think about the mellowing part of it - hadn't really thought about it - but thanks. Glad to be back and epically wasting time once again.
I love you.
I only accept these sorts of advances through Facebook.
Done!
 
My company shut down our current ERP system tonight as we prepare to move to SAP on Monday.
I'm not an IT guy, but isn't this the sort of thing that's done over the weekend, and not on a Wednesday?
It's a four day transition. There is a group of us working 6am to 10pm, Thursday, Friday, Saturday and Sunday, just to be able to be up and running Monday morning.
4 days for SAP?? :lmao:
Yeah, we're in the process of switching to SAP. It's supposed to be done by next January but I'm not holding my breath.
 
Congrats K4! To echo the others, unless they give you enough cash and stock to control 51% and fire the CEO, run. One of the nice things about having this thread available to you is that in a moment of weakness, you could always search your posts in here and remind yourself about how miserable you've been.

 
Krista,I can't advise you strongly enough to get out of that job. It has been making you miserable - just go back and look at your pre-Coshole meltdown posting to remind you how miserable, just in case you've started telling yourself that maybe it isn't that bad.Then think about the fact that they are lying to you about how things are going to change. They might not mean to lie; maybe they actually believe themselves when they tell you things will be different. Things won't be different. And after they've bent over to change things for you, they're not going to listen to any future complaints you have. Instead, you're just going to be the continual malcontent who threatened to quit once, gained all these concessions (allegedly), and still continues to complain.Finally, you are clearly extremely marketable. Pretend you didn't currently hold this job and were evaluating it - knowing all that you know about how awful it is - in comparison to other jobs now on the table. Would you take it? Life is too short and too hard as it is, without forcing yourself to keep a job that affirmatively makes you miserable.

 
My company shut down our current ERP system tonight as we prepare to move to SAP on Monday.
I'm not an IT guy, but isn't this the sort of thing that's done over the weekend, and not on a Wednesday?
It's a four day transition. There is a group of us working 6am to 10pm, Thursday, Friday, Saturday and Sunday, just to be able to be up and running Monday morning.
4 days for SAP?? :lmao:
Yeah, we're in the process of switching to SAP. It's supposed to be done by next January but I'm not holding my breath.
That's where they make the bulk of their money, consulting and maintenance. The software is expensive, but SAP didn't become what they are with 4 day implementations.
 
Oh, hey -fish-, I'm happy for your prospects too. I haven't commented, but been following.

I need to cornhole with you lawyerly types (K and F) so I can vamp some of your magic.

Since The Decision, things have been (expectedly) bleak on the professional front. Back to working as a hired gun to get by, living paycheck to paycheck, with scant opportunities for a professional job-job on the horizon in our blessed little hometown. I did apply for a position at a local uni (non-teaching, because I want out of that gig in the worst way), and have hopes. I did what Truck suggested, bounced a followup email to their HR, who replied with a very kind and promising email, taking care to point out both that they had far more than the expected applicants and that my own app was very good. Phone interviews will be scheduled in week or so. Cross your fingers, rubbing your rabbits' feet, hug Krista to bath in the magic success aura.

At this point I just want a steady job that can send my little family on the path of stability: a small house of our own, a Flaming Bird college fund (note: "Flaming Bird" is now the GMTAN code for Fly jr.), money to sit idle at cafes on summer days sipping red eyes, reading Faulkner, smiling at all the pretty girls strolling by (before the break into a terrified run). The Good Life.

BUT, despite the professional dumps, I am 1000X happier than I was before The Decision. It was undeniably a good move, just like it was for proninja.

Ok, I'm done the life update thing. Back to fart jokes and Truck getting beat up.

 
Sigh. Typed a long response to flysack, and my new damn computer that likes to shut down for updates shut down for updates right as I hit "post".The_Man, I skimmed your post and assumed that was the euphemism you were using, without realizing you were referring to a euphemism. Also, please post here more.Aw, #### it, in sum my current employers tried to give me something to make me stay--essentially $50K a year more and a bunch of false promises--but others are making more compelling offers not on the monetary front (which is clearly best staying put) but in terms of working for a company I believe in doing work that is meaningful. So big pay cut on the horizon, but nothing that a reasonable person couldn't "get by" on, and Rye Brook is the best current option for a combo of great work/great company/decent money/interesting job. They've increased the level and responsibility of the job to try to get me, which is pretty damn cool. There is still a pontential Chicago option and a "wherever you wish to live" option but both for significantly less. Also there could be others but I cut off my search a few weeks ago when I thought my company might come through. Wherever I wish to land, I need to make some decisions by Monday.
GLLLL
 
Yeah, I'm real happy for you guys that are getting good news on the professional front, -fish-, k4, et alI'm also super happy that RFW started posting in here :thumbup:Not so happy to hear about Bogart's upcoming workload.And really happy that Kevzilla hasn't went on a shooting spree of yet.Oh, was heartbroken to see that GPJ's Barcelona team went down in flames yesterday (ok, not really)

 
Krista,I can't advise you strongly enough to get out of that job. It has been making you miserable - just go back and look at your pre-Coshole meltdown posting to remind you how miserable, just in case you've started telling yourself that maybe it isn't that bad.Then think about the fact that they are lying to you about how things are going to change. They might not mean to lie; maybe they actually believe themselves when they tell you things will be different. Things won't be different. And after they've bent over to change things for you, they're not going to listen to any future complaints you have. Instead, you're just going to be the continual malcontent who threatened to quit once, gained all these concessions (allegedly), and still continues to complain.Finally, you are clearly extremely marketable. Pretend you didn't currently hold this job and were evaluating it - knowing all that you know about how awful it is - in comparison to other jobs now on the table. Would you take it? Life is too short and too hard as it is, without forcing yourself to keep a job that affirmatively makes you miserable.
You definitely shouldn't stay at a place of work that makes you miserable, just because it offers more money and is in Memphis. part of the problem is that you have gotten into the habit of using consumer therapy and buying things to make yourself feel better about your horrible work situation. You will be fine and make a bunch o cash anyway.If you are silly enough to stay, you should probably buy a bunch of my art to hand around your house. I have this 6'x8' painting of a bunch of penismen trying to stretch themselves out to meet the entry requirement for access to Ron Jeremy's bar that look great behind your sofa.
 
Oh, hey -fish-, I'm happy for your prospects too. I haven't commented, but been following.

I need to cornhole with you lawyerly types (K and F) so I can vamp some of your magic.

Since The Decision, things have been (expectedly) bleak on the professional front. Back to working as a hired gun to get by, living paycheck to paycheck, with scant opportunities for a professional job-job on the horizon in our blessed little hometown. I did apply for a position at a local uni (non-teaching, because I want out of that gig in the worst way), and have hopes. I did what Truck suggested, bounced a followup email to their HR, who replied with a very kind and promising email, taking care to point out both that they had far more than the expected applicants and that my own app was very good. Phone interviews will be scheduled in week or so. Cross your fingers, rubbing your rabbits' feet, hug Krista to bath in the magic success aura.
gThis thread is giant. Link or approximate time frame of the decision so I can update my notebook.

 
Oh, hey -fish-, I'm happy for your prospects too. I haven't commented, but been following.

I need to cornhole with you lawyerly types (K and F) so I can vamp some of your magic.

Since The Decision, things have been (expectedly) bleak on the professional front. Back to working as a hired gun to get by, living paycheck to paycheck, with scant opportunities for a professional job-job on the horizon in our blessed little hometown. I did apply for a position at a local uni (non-teaching, because I want out of that gig in the worst way), and have hopes. I did what Truck suggested, bounced a followup email to their HR, who replied with a very kind and promising email, taking care to point out both that they had far more than the expected applicants and that my own app was very good. Phone interviews will be scheduled in week or so. Cross your fingers, rubbing your rabbits' feet, hug Krista to bath in the magic success aura.
gThis thread is giant. Link or approximate time frame of the decision so I can update my notebook.
Let me explain. No, there is too much, let me sum up.1. Got offered a free ride + stipend to do a PhD in Anglais.

2. Very unexpected. Was on the fence about a return to grad school madness.

3. It was an offer I couldn't refuse. So I went back.

4. It made me insane. I did very well (as expected), wowed my profs (both offered recommendations), but all I did was work and my family life was destroyed. When I was home, I had to constantly tell the Flaming Bird I had no time for him as I dove back into a book. The sadness on his face crushed my soul. I won't even go into the wife and the sex life...

5. I walked away after one semester with a keen understanding about what mattered most, as well as crystal insight into what it would take to land a tenure-track position as a English prof (not creative writer position, as a lit analysis and/or writing pedagogy guy). This entailed -

5a. Presenting at conferences. I went to one in NYC. I lasted one panel before I bounced and wandered around Manhattan talking to random people. No shtick. I just felt more comfortable talking to hot dog vendors and homeless old women and a group of hilarious black construction workers. The poetry of the streets.

5b. Publishing meaningless BS in academic journals. With the encouragement of a prof, I half-developed a paper for his pedagogy class into a presentable & publishable paper. Half-developed. Halfway through I sat back and wondered what the hell I was doing. I hated writing like this. Loathed it. It gave me headaches. My writing soul is all about intuition and channeling emotions and the gods/archetypes/whatever-you-want-to-call-it.

5c. Schmoozing and being politically correct. F@#k that. Never been good at it. Never want to be.

So I left happy with leaving. Now I'm back to teaching for hire while entrenching myself in the community with volunteer work at the local library and art museum. We love our little town too much to leave - even in the face of grim job prospects. We really want the Flaming Bird to grow up here. So we're happy to wait it out with the hope that something will turn up soon enough and then we'll ride the rainbow to total happiness (or something).

 
Krista,

I can't advise you strongly enough to get out of that job. It has been making you miserable - just go back and look at your pre-Coshole meltdown posting to remind you how miserable, just in case you've started telling yourself that maybe it isn't that bad.

Then think about the fact that they are lying to you about how things are going to change. They might not mean to lie; maybe they actually believe themselves when they tell you things will be different. Things won't be different. And after they've bent over to change things for you, they're not going to listen to any future complaints you have. Instead, you're just going to be the continual malcontent who threatened to quit once, gained all these concessions (allegedly), and still continues to complain.

Finally, you are clearly extremely marketable. Pretend you didn't currently hold this job and were evaluating it - knowing all that you know about how awful it is - in comparison to other jobs now on the table. Would you take it?

Life is too short and too hard as it is, without forcing yourself to keep a job that affirmatively makes you miserable.
You definitely shouldn't stay at a place of work that makes you miserable, just because it offers more money and is in Memphis. part of the problem is that you have gotten into the habit of using consumer therapy and buying things to make yourself feel better about your horrible work situation. You will be fine and make a bunch o cash anyway.If you are silly enough to stay, you should probably buy a bunch of my art to hand around your house. I have this 6'x8' painting of a bunch of penismen trying to stretch themselves out to meet the entry requirement for access to Ron Jeremy's bar that look great behind your sofa.
:lmao: :lmao:
 
Krista,

I can't advise you strongly enough to get out of that job. It has been making you miserable - just go back and look at your pre-Coshole meltdown posting to remind you how miserable, just in case you've started telling yourself that maybe it isn't that bad.

Then think about the fact that they are lying to you about how things are going to change. They might not mean to lie; maybe they actually believe themselves when they tell you things will be different. Things won't be different. And after they've bent over to change things for you, they're not going to listen to any future complaints you have. Instead, you're just going to be the continual malcontent who threatened to quit once, gained all these concessions (allegedly), and still continues to complain.

Finally, you are clearly extremely marketable. Pretend you didn't currently hold this job and were evaluating it - knowing all that you know about how awful it is - in comparison to other jobs now on the table. Would you take it?

Life is too short and too hard as it is, without forcing yourself to keep a job that affirmatively makes you miserable.
You definitely shouldn't stay at a place of work that makes you miserable, just because it offers more money and is in Memphis. part of the problem is that you have gotten into the habit of using consumer therapy and buying things to make yourself feel better about your horrible work situation. You will be fine and make a bunch o cash anyway.If you are silly enough to stay, you should probably buy a bunch of my art to hand around your house. I have this 6'x8' painting of a bunch of penismen trying to stretch themselves out to meet the entry requirement for access to Ron Jeremy's bar that look great behind your sofa.
:lmao: :lmao:
:lmao:
 
Oh, hey -fish-, I'm happy for your prospects too. I haven't commented, but been following.

I need to cornhole with you lawyerly types (K and F) so I can vamp some of your magic.

Since The Decision, things have been (expectedly) bleak on the professional front. Back to working as a hired gun to get by, living paycheck to paycheck, with scant opportunities for a professional job-job on the horizon in our blessed little hometown. I did apply for a position at a local uni (non-teaching, because I want out of that gig in the worst way), and have hopes. I did what Truck suggested, bounced a followup email to their HR, who replied with a very kind and promising email, taking care to point out both that they had far more than the expected applicants and that my own app was very good. Phone interviews will be scheduled in week or so. Cross your fingers, rubbing your rabbits' feet, hug Krista to bath in the magic success aura.
gThis thread is giant. Link or approximate time frame of the decision so I can update my notebook.
Let me explain. No, there is too much, let me sum up.1. Got offered a free ride + stipend to do a PhD in Anglais.

2. Very unexpected. Was on the fence about a return to grad school madness.

3. It was an offer I couldn't refuse. So I went back.

4. It made me insane. I did very well (as expected), wowed my profs (both offered recommendations), but all I did was work and my family life was destroyed. When I was home, I had to constantly tell the Flaming Bird I had no time for him as I dove back into a book. The sadness on his face crushed my soul. I won't even go into the wife and the sex life...

5. I walked away after one semester with a keen understanding about what mattered most, as well as crystal insight into what it would take to land a tenure-track position as a English prof (not creative writer position, as a lit analysis and/or writing pedagogy guy). This entailed -

5a. Presenting at conferences. I went to one in NYC. I lasted one panel before I bounced and wandered around Manhattan talking to random people. No shtick. I just felt more comfortable talking to hot dog vendors and homeless old women and a group of hilarious black construction workers. The poetry of the streets.

5b. Publishing meaningless BS in academic journals. With the encouragement of a prof, I half-developed a paper for his pedagogy class into a presentable & publishable paper. Half-developed. Halfway through I sat back and wondered what the hell I was doing. I hated writing like this. Loathed it. It gave me headaches. My writing soul is all about intuition and channeling emotions and the gods/archetypes/whatever-you-want-to-call-it.

5c. Schmoozing and being politically correct. F@#k that. Never been good at it. Never want to be.

So I left happy with leaving. Now I'm back to teaching for hire while entrenching myself in the community with volunteer work at the local library and art museum. We love our little town too much to leave - even in the face of grim job prospects. We really want the Flaming Bird to grow up here. So we're happy to wait it out with the hope that something will turn up soon enough and then we'll ride the rainbow to total happiness (or something).
Thanks for the update. I can't imagine english/art grad school with wife/kids.I actually co-presented at an English conference last year in albuquerque on pedagogy and the graphic novel and it was funny. All this uptight white folk just reading their papers, no images, no presentation skills. It was worse than watching paint dry.

My co-presenter who is a Columbia, PHD, said- we could tear these things up. Ivy league pedagogy presenters are a dime a dozen, but none of them bring their own artist co-presenter.

 
If you are silly enough to stay, you should probably buy a bunch of my art to hand around your house. I have this 6'x8' painting of a bunch of penismen trying to stretch themselves out to meet the entry requirement for access to Ron Jeremy's bar that look great behind your sofa.
:lmao: :lmao:
:lmao:
It was one of the few paintings of mine that was recovered after Katrina. Some Bible-belt friends of my students at the Baptist College where I taught found it a mile from the campus in some trees. They came up to me with big grins on their faces and said,"We found a giant painting with cartoon looking penises, a big hedgehog, and vacuum pumps and giant syringes. That's got to be yours right? There is no one else who could make that who lives here."

It is a cultural artifact! BUY! BUY! BUY! Speculate now before it's too late!

 
Thanks all but Frosty, who I know doesn't mean it. ;) Might seem silly but I just need those reminders...it's hard when the numbers are set out in front of you, especially given the incredibly low COL in Memphis as opposed to...anywhere.
don't forget that we're also in the running for the 2024 Olympics. :mellow:
 
So... I was looking through a variety of movies this morning when I came across one with an actress that looked familiar. :mellow: After watching a minute of the 3 minute clip, I realize the "star" of the movie is a former girlfriend of mine. She was slightly surgically enhanced, and it's been over a decade, but I'm positive it was her. :excited: :boxing: Which brings the question - would you rather see a new clip of an old flame, or an old clip of your current GF?

 
Krista,I can't advise you strongly enough to get out of that job. It has been making you miserable - just go back and look at your pre-Coshole meltdown posting to remind you how miserable, just in case you've started telling yourself that maybe it isn't that bad.Then think about the fact that they are lying to you about how things are going to change. They might not mean to lie; maybe they actually believe themselves when they tell you things will be different. Things won't be different. And after they've bent over to change things for you, they're not going to listen to any future complaints you have. Instead, you're just going to be the continual malcontent who threatened to quit once, gained all these concessions (allegedly), and still continues to complain.Finally, you are clearly extremely marketable. Pretend you didn't currently hold this job and were evaluating it - knowing all that you know about how awful it is - in comparison to other jobs now on the table. Would you take it? Life is too short and too hard as it is, without forcing yourself to keep a job that affirmatively makes you miserable.
Nice to see you posting more in here, GB.For those not familiar, The_Man is part of the Unholy Trinity of Ravens fans along with myself and Chief Anarchist roadkill1292. There are others, but we probably have 75% of the Ravens-fans posts in the SP. T_M makes the most sense, I'm the dumbest, and roady is the pessimist-est ( :loco: ).
 
That's where they make the bulk of their money, consulting and maintenance. The software is expensive, but SAP didn't become what they are with 4 day implementations.
Most of the consulting work for enterprise projects can be done without shutting down your current system. A four day shutdown, even over the weekend, is actually pretty long. I know its a huge application suite, but if they've configured and tested everything in advance, then they should be able to get the new system running, most of the data migrated, and then do a cutover with minimal downtime to their current system. Four days sounds like an eternity when you're talking about shutting down a company's database.
 
What are guys supposed to wear to beach weddings? Packing for one in Cancun Saturday. (Not mine)I believe the wedding and reception are not technically on the beach. Not positive though.

 
That's where they make the bulk of their money, consulting and maintenance. The software is expensive, but SAP didn't become what they are with 4 day implementations.
Most of the consulting work for enterprise projects can be done without shutting down your current system. A four day shutdown, even over the weekend, is actually pretty long. I know its a huge application suite, but if they've configured and tested everything in advance, then they should be able to get the new system running, most of the data migrated, and then do a cutover with minimal downtime to their current system. Four days sounds like an eternity when you're talking about shutting down a company's database.
:goodposting:Sounds like you need an external SAP migration/transition consultant. :whistle:
 
If you are silly enough to stay, you should probably buy a bunch of my art to hand around your house. I have this 6'x8' painting of a bunch of penismen trying to stretch themselves out to meet the entry requirement for access to Ron Jeremy's bar that look great behind your sofa.
:lmao: :lmao:
:lmao:
It was one of the few paintings of mine that was recovered after Katrina. Some Bible-belt friends of my students at the Baptist College where I taught found it a mile from the campus in some trees. They came up to me with big grins on their faces and said,"We found a giant painting with cartoon looking penises, a big hedgehog, and vacuum pumps and giant syringes. That's got to be yours right? There is no one else who could make that who lives here."

It is a cultural artifact! BUY! BUY! BUY! Speculate now before it's too late!
please let me know if you need help taking, uploading, and/or linking to a picture of this painting.
 
So... I was looking through a variety of movies this morning when I came across one with an actress that looked familiar. :mellow: After watching a minute of the 3 minute clip, I realize the "star" of the movie is a former girlfriend of mine. She was slightly surgically enhanced, and it's been over a decade, but I'm positive it was her. :excited: :boxing: Which brings the question - would you rather see a new clip of an old flame, or an old clip of your current GF?
This needs to be posted :e:lsewhere, ASAP. :popcorn:
 
What are guys supposed to wear to beach weddings? Packing for one in Cancun Saturday. (Not mine)I believe the wedding and reception are not technically on the beach. Not positive though.
Speedos (European style), heavy gold necklace, a layer of spray-on tan under a layer of tanning oil. Complete the look with a mustache.
 
Good info so far. :thumbup:Next question... has anyone rented a car in Cancun before? I wasn't planning to, but it's ridiculously cheap ($9/day). Are they going to make me a drug mule or something? My sister and her family will be in Playa, and driving there myself sounds better than paying for a 40 minute (each way) cab ride.

 
'Thorn said:
'Gadzooks said:
Question for the single guys, or any guy who is successful with the wimmens..... so basically I'm just reaching out to Stu in this crowd.Ever ask anyone out via Facebook? Last week I "friended" a girl who is originally from my hometown (now lives about 45-50 minutes away) She is 4 years younger than me and was very good friends with one of my buddy's younger sisters. I don't think I've ever spoken to this girl before, but I might have when I was in high school and just don't remember. I sent her a private message thru FB and she kinda gave a lukewarm response. I'm about to send her another message asking her to go out for a drink sometime, but for some reason it feels really creepy doing it thru Facebook. I have no problem with online dating sites, obviously that's what those are for, but I don't think Zuckerberg intended to create FB so that I could get laid. Am I dumb? Is facebook a normal route to pursue the ladies? Any success stories with this? I guess my fear is that this girl is gonna tell my buddy's sister that this Gadzooks creep went thru her FB profile and then asked her out. Oh and if I have success with this, I will be sending a friend request to Mrs SLB within 2 minutes.
I think the shuke rule applies here. You probably shouldn't ask a chick out via FB if you haven't met her IRL. :shrug:
Yeah, that's kinda my thinking. I guess it can work... just seems really tough to not come off as creepy. I think the only myspace/facebook dating I did involved girls who were the initiators.That said... it's worth a shot?
This whole FaceBook thing is completely screwing up any chances for me to get the secks. First off, I did send this girl (lets call her "BostonGirl") a message yesterday asking her out hoping that I was more charming than creepy. But lets backtrack a bit so you can appreciate/understand how FaceBook (and my own stupidity) is ruining my chances for romance. (Also keep in mind, I'm still friends with that 23 year old that I secretly dating last year and for some reason I'm still having hard time getting over. Every once in a while we hang out and fool around a little bit, but nothing more than that. She's actively looking for a new job and should moving out of town soon, which should make my life easier. Pretty sure I'm looking for other romantic encounters just to distract myself from the 23 year old.)Just after Christmas I posted a story in this thread about a girl that I hooked up and I said something about her tasting like a dolphin and me being a monkey (or something to that effect) Lets call this girl "DolphinGirl". She lives in California and was back home for the holidays when we hooked up. That night we hooked up, she had taken a cute picture of us at a bar and posted it on a mutual friend's wall but did not "tag" me in the picture so not a lot of people saw it. Which is fine. Then randomly last Friday she "tagged" me in the picture and suddenly a bunch people started commenting on it and how good we looked together. I started getting texts from friends asking me what was going on. There was even a comment from CatShirt Bob which was by far the funniest and best comment. Another FaceBook "friend" I've been talking to is a girl that I used to date/fool around with a few years ago, she was actually the first girl I hooked up with after divorce, she has a great body, lives in my neighborhood with her daughter. The "physical" part of our relationship was great, however, she was probably only slightly smarter than MOP. (she does not like to read, hi Bogart) Lets call this girl "Boobs". So Boobs has been engaged to some loser for the last year or so and as of a couple weeks ago she broke off the engagement and usually has about 4 to 5 FB posts about "being strong" or "letting go" or "moving on". So last week she and I started chatting and mentioned maybe grabbing a drink or dinner sometime. I would very much enjoy having physical relations with her again. Now last night I had plans to go out for drinks with a couple of co-workers. As I'm getting ready, Boobs sends me a message on FB so her and I start chatting back and forth. I then told her that I was going out with some co-workers and that she should stop by the bar and I'd buy her a drink. She said something about really wanting to go to see me but she just took out her contacts and put on sweats and was getting ready for bed. Then a couple minutes later she posts on FaceBook about how "Gadzooks invited me out for a drink, but I'm already ready for bed, I'm getting old, lol". By mentioning my name it went on my FB "wall" for everyone to see. Also, the way she worded it made it seem like I asked her out for a drink with me, just the 2 of us. I'm pretty sure she did this so that her ex-fiancee would see that she has options and is moving on. Her family members started commenting on it about how she should go out. Since then, I've been getting calls and texts asking why I asked her out.So I go out and I was telling my buddy about how I asked out the BostonGirl via a FaceBook message and that I thought it seemed creepy but hopefully it will work because for some reason I'm really interested in this girl. While I'm telling him this, he is looking at FB on his phone and starts laughing and calls me an idiot. He says: "you asked out BostonGirl a few hours ago, so if she's interested she's probably gonna look at your FB profile to get some info on you and she's gonna see that Boobs posted about how you just asked her out for a drink a couple hours after you asked out BostonGirl and she'll see the picture of you and DolphinGirl with a bunch of comments about you two getting married and making beautiful babies. BostonGirl is gonna think you're a complete player and a creep. Well done, jack-###."And to top it off, the 23 year old that I can't get over, posted something late last night about "the final nail in the coffen so I can move on with my life". So to recap: DolphinGirl is in California, so I won't be enjoying any sexy time with her. Boobs is apparently using me to make her ex jealous and from what I hear he is kinda crazy so I may need to lock my doors now. BostonGirl never responded to my message about going out and most likely won't ever do that. And the 23 Year Old has officially moved on. I love social media.F'ing Zuckerberg!
 
'Thorn said:
'Gadzooks said:
Question for the single guys, or any guy who is successful with the wimmens..... so basically I'm just reaching out to Stu in this crowd.Ever ask anyone out via Facebook? Last week I "friended" a girl who is originally from my hometown (now lives about 45-50 minutes away) She is 4 years younger than me and was very good friends with one of my buddy's younger sisters. I don't think I've ever spoken to this girl before, but I might have when I was in high school and just don't remember. I sent her a private message thru FB and she kinda gave a lukewarm response. I'm about to send her another message asking her to go out for a drink sometime, but for some reason it feels really creepy doing it thru Facebook. I have no problem with online dating sites, obviously that's what those are for, but I don't think Zuckerberg intended to create FB so that I could get laid. Am I dumb? Is facebook a normal route to pursue the ladies? Any success stories with this? I guess my fear is that this girl is gonna tell my buddy's sister that this Gadzooks creep went thru her FB profile and then asked her out. Oh and if I have success with this, I will be sending a friend request to Mrs SLB within 2 minutes.
I think the shuke rule applies here. You probably shouldn't ask a chick out via FB if you haven't met her IRL. :shrug:
Yeah, that's kinda my thinking. I guess it can work... just seems really tough to not come off as creepy. I think the only myspace/facebook dating I did involved girls who were the initiators.That said... it's worth a shot?
This whole FaceBook thing is completely screwing up any chances for me to get the secks. First off, I did send this girl (lets call her "BostonGirl") a message yesterday asking her out hoping that I was more charming than creepy. But lets backtrack a bit so you can appreciate/understand how FaceBook (and my own stupidity) is ruining my chances for romance. (Also keep in mind, I'm still friends with that 23 year old that I secretly dating last year and for some reason I'm still having hard time getting over. Every once in a while we hang out and fool around a little bit, but nothing more than that. She's actively looking for a new job and should moving out of town soon, which should make my life easier. Pretty sure I'm looking for other romantic encounters just to distract myself from the 23 year old.)Just after Christmas I posted a story in this thread about a girl that I hooked up and I said something about her tasting like a dolphin and me being a monkey (or something to that effect) Lets call this girl "DolphinGirl". She lives in California and was back home for the holidays when we hooked up. That night we hooked up, she had taken a cute picture of us at a bar and posted it on a mutual friend's wall but did not "tag" me in the picture so not a lot of people saw it. Which is fine. Then randomly last Friday she "tagged" me in the picture and suddenly a bunch people started commenting on it and how good we looked together. I started getting texts from friends asking me what was going on. There was even a comment from CatShirt Bob which was by far the funniest and best comment. Another FaceBook "friend" I've been talking to is a girl that I used to date/fool around with a few years ago, she was actually the first girl I hooked up with after divorce, she has a great body, lives in my neighborhood with her daughter. The "physical" part of our relationship was great, however, she was probably only slightly smarter than MOP. (she does not like to read, hi Bogart) Lets call this girl "Boobs". So Boobs has been engaged to some loser for the last year or so and as of a couple weeks ago she broke off the engagement and usually has about 4 to 5 FB posts about "being strong" or "letting go" or "moving on". So last week she and I started chatting and mentioned maybe grabbing a drink or dinner sometime. I would very much enjoy having physical relations with her again. Now last night I had plans to go out for drinks with a couple of co-workers. As I'm getting ready, Boobs sends me a message on FB so her and I start chatting back and forth. I then told her that I was going out with some co-workers and that she should stop by the bar and I'd buy her a drink. She said something about really wanting to go to see me but she just took out her contacts and put on sweats and was getting ready for bed. Then a couple minutes later she posts on FaceBook about how "Gadzooks invited me out for a drink, but I'm already ready for bed, I'm getting old, lol". By mentioning my name it went on my FB "wall" for everyone to see. Also, the way she worded it made it seem like I asked her out for a drink with me, just the 2 of us. I'm pretty sure she did this so that her ex-fiancee would see that she has options and is moving on. Her family members started commenting on it about how she should go out. Since then, I've been getting calls and texts asking why I asked her out.So I go out and I was telling my buddy about how I asked out the BostonGirl via a FaceBook message and that I thought it seemed creepy but hopefully it will work because for some reason I'm really interested in this girl. While I'm telling him this, he is looking at FB on his phone and starts laughing and calls me an idiot. He says: "you asked out BostonGirl a few hours ago, so if she's interested she's probably gonna look at your FB profile to get some info on you and she's gonna see that Boobs posted about how you just asked her out for a drink a couple hours after you asked out BostonGirl and she'll see the picture of you and DolphinGirl with a bunch of comments about you two getting married and making beautiful babies. BostonGirl is gonna think you're a complete player and a creep. Well done, jack-###."And to top it off, the 23 year old that I can't get over, posted something late last night about "the final nail in the coffen so I can move on with my life". So to recap: DolphinGirl is in California, so I won't be enjoying any sexy time with her. Boobs is apparently using me to make her ex jealous and from what I hear he is kinda crazy so I may need to lock my doors now. BostonGirl never responded to my message about going out and most likely won't ever do that. And the 23 Year Old has officially moved on. I love social media.F'ing Zuckerberg!
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Krista,

I can't advise you strongly enough to get out of that job. It has been making you miserable - just go back and look at your pre-Coshole meltdown posting to remind you how miserable, just in case you've started telling yourself that maybe it isn't that bad.

Then think about the fact that they are lying to you about how things are going to change. They might not mean to lie; maybe they actually believe themselves when they tell you things will be different. Things won't be different. And after they've bent over to change things for you, they're not going to listen to any future complaints you have. Instead, you're just going to be the continual malcontent who threatened to quit once, gained all these concessions (allegedly), and still continues to complain.

Finally, you are clearly extremely marketable. Pretend you didn't currently hold this job and were evaluating it - knowing all that you know about how awful it is - in comparison to other jobs now on the table. Would you take it?

Life is too short and too hard as it is, without forcing yourself to keep a job that affirmatively makes you miserable.
You definitely shouldn't stay at a place of work that makes you miserable, just because it offers more money and is in Memphis. part of the problem is that you have gotten into the habit of using consumer therapy and buying things to make yourself feel better about your horrible work situation. You will be fine and make a bunch o cash anyway.If you are silly enough to stay, you should probably buy a bunch of my art to hand around your house. I have this 6'x8' painting of a bunch of penismen trying to stretch themselves out to meet the entry requirement for access to Ron Jeremy's bar that look great behind your sofa.
Thanks to all for the excellent advice and reminders not even to consider staying here. I had essentially told my boss that already when he made the offer. He himself said to me within the same conversation that we work in an insane asylum (actually he said "we literally work in an insane asylum" though I wasn't going to embarrass him by mentioning the improper use of "literally").This post has me a bit befuddled, though. I think our interactions have previously been limited to my occasionally stopping by one of your threads to tell you how much I love your art, but I don't know where the bold came from. I hate shopping and avoid it at all costs, don't use consumer therapy, and just about never buy anything other than houses, vacations, and occasionally a small country or two. :shrug:

 
I think the job offer kharma is rubbing off on me. I'm having lunch today with a girl that went to law school with me. She took a job at a firm that passes for "big" in my neck of the woods. Supposedly the lunch was to catch up since we work a few blocks from each other and haven't talked much since she had two kids. Anyhow, I just got a last minute email from her that her boss may be joining us. Now this being a small town, her boss is a guy that went to the same HS as me and was a senior when I was a freshman. I "dated" his sister for a short time in HS as a matter of fact. I've run into him here and there over the years, and he usually does the "oh yea, you're so-and-so," routine, like he barely remembers me. Except the last two times, once at a conference and once at a seminar, he's come up to me and asked about my work, seemed impressed that I litigate, and made one odd comment about how maybe I didn't know if I would like a big firm better since I hadn't been there. I thought maybe there was something to it but he never followed up on it, so I figured it was nothing. Maybe it's something? :unsure:

 
If you are silly enough to stay, you should probably buy a bunch of my art to hand around your house. I have this 6'x8' painting of a bunch of penismen trying to stretch themselves out to meet the entry requirement for access to Ron Jeremy's bar that look great behind your sofa.
:lmao: :lmao:
:lmao:
It was one of the few paintings of mine that was recovered after Katrina. Some Bible-belt friends of my students at the Baptist College where I taught found it a mile from the campus in some trees. They came up to me with big grins on their faces and said,"We found a giant painting with cartoon looking penises, a big hedgehog, and vacuum pumps and giant syringes. That's got to be yours right? There is no one else who could make that who lives here."

It is a cultural artifact! BUY! BUY! BUY! Speculate now before it's too late!
please let me know if you need help taking, uploading, and/or linking to a picture of this painting.
I am out of town, but will post a picture of this by mid- next week.I also have a gem of giant painting called That's Dicktacular, which features ninjas, car explosions, Godzilla and cowboy hats.

That's more for a man cave than above Krista's sofa.

 
My company shut down our current ERP system tonight as we prepare to move to SAP on Monday.
I'm not an IT guy, but isn't this the sort of thing that's done over the weekend, and not on a Wednesday?
It's a four day transition. There is a group of us working 6am to 10pm, Thursday, Friday, Saturday and Sunday, just to be able to be up and running Monday morning.
4 days for SAP?? :lmao:
Yeah, we're in the process of switching to SAP. It's supposed to be done by next January but I'm not holding my breath.
I used to be a business analyst in that industry, spending months with a company and then translating their needs to the mrp/erp installation teams. It was the worst period of my life. The money was phenomenal, but the the work was mind-numbing. I would not do it again for Kristamoney.Next January is realistic if everyone is onboard.
 
'Thorn said:
'Gadzooks said:
Question for the single guys, or any guy who is successful with the wimmens..... so basically I'm just reaching out to Stu in this crowd.Ever ask anyone out via Facebook? Last week I "friended" a girl who is originally from my hometown (now lives about 45-50 minutes away) She is 4 years younger than me and was very good friends with one of my buddy's younger sisters. I don't think I've ever spoken to this girl before, but I might have when I was in high school and just don't remember. I sent her a private message thru FB and she kinda gave a lukewarm response. I'm about to send her another message asking her to go out for a drink sometime, but for some reason it feels really creepy doing it thru Facebook. I have no problem with online dating sites, obviously that's what those are for, but I don't think Zuckerberg intended to create FB so that I could get laid. Am I dumb? Is facebook a normal route to pursue the ladies? Any success stories with this? I guess my fear is that this girl is gonna tell my buddy's sister that this Gadzooks creep went thru her FB profile and then asked her out. Oh and if I have success with this, I will be sending a friend request to Mrs SLB within 2 minutes.
I think the shuke rule applies here. You probably shouldn't ask a chick out via FB if you haven't met her IRL. :shrug:
Yeah, that's kinda my thinking. I guess it can work... just seems really tough to not come off as creepy. I think the only myspace/facebook dating I did involved girls who were the initiators.That said... it's worth a shot?
This whole FaceBook thing is completely screwing up any chances for me to get the secks. First off, I did send this girl (lets call her "BostonGirl") a message yesterday asking her out hoping that I was more charming than creepy. But lets backtrack a bit so you can appreciate/understand how FaceBook (and my own stupidity) is ruining my chances for romance. (Also keep in mind, I'm still friends with that 23 year old that I secretly dating last year and for some reason I'm still having hard time getting over. Every once in a while we hang out and fool around a little bit, but nothing more than that. She's actively looking for a new job and should moving out of town soon, which should make my life easier. Pretty sure I'm looking for other romantic encounters just to distract myself from the 23 year old.)Just after Christmas I posted a story in this thread about a girl that I hooked up and I said something about her tasting like a dolphin and me being a monkey (or something to that effect) Lets call this girl "DolphinGirl". She lives in California and was back home for the holidays when we hooked up. That night we hooked up, she had taken a cute picture of us at a bar and posted it on a mutual friend's wall but did not "tag" me in the picture so not a lot of people saw it. Which is fine. Then randomly last Friday she "tagged" me in the picture and suddenly a bunch people started commenting on it and how good we looked together. I started getting texts from friends asking me what was going on. There was even a comment from CatShirt Bob which was by far the funniest and best comment. Another FaceBook "friend" I've been talking to is a girl that I used to date/fool around with a few years ago, she was actually the first girl I hooked up with after divorce, she has a great body, lives in my neighborhood with her daughter. The "physical" part of our relationship was great, however, she was probably only slightly smarter than MOP. (she does not like to read, hi Bogart) Lets call this girl "Boobs". So Boobs has been engaged to some loser for the last year or so and as of a couple weeks ago she broke off the engagement and usually has about 4 to 5 FB posts about "being strong" or "letting go" or "moving on". So last week she and I started chatting and mentioned maybe grabbing a drink or dinner sometime. I would very much enjoy having physical relations with her again. Now last night I had plans to go out for drinks with a couple of co-workers. As I'm getting ready, Boobs sends me a message on FB so her and I start chatting back and forth. I then told her that I was going out with some co-workers and that she should stop by the bar and I'd buy her a drink. She said something about really wanting to go to see me but she just took out her contacts and put on sweats and was getting ready for bed. Then a couple minutes later she posts on FaceBook about how "Gadzooks invited me out for a drink, but I'm already ready for bed, I'm getting old, lol". By mentioning my name it went on my FB "wall" for everyone to see. Also, the way she worded it made it seem like I asked her out for a drink with me, just the 2 of us. I'm pretty sure she did this so that her ex-fiancee would see that she has options and is moving on. Her family members started commenting on it about how she should go out. Since then, I've been getting calls and texts asking why I asked her out.So I go out and I was telling my buddy about how I asked out the BostonGirl via a FaceBook message and that I thought it seemed creepy but hopefully it will work because for some reason I'm really interested in this girl. While I'm telling him this, he is looking at FB on his phone and starts laughing and calls me an idiot. He says: "you asked out BostonGirl a few hours ago, so if she's interested she's probably gonna look at your FB profile to get some info on you and she's gonna see that Boobs posted about how you just asked her out for a drink a couple hours after you asked out BostonGirl and she'll see the picture of you and DolphinGirl with a bunch of comments about you two getting married and making beautiful babies. BostonGirl is gonna think you're a complete player and a creep. Well done, jack-###."And to top it off, the 23 year old that I can't get over, posted something late last night about "the final nail in the coffen so I can move on with my life". So to recap: DolphinGirl is in California, so I won't be enjoying any sexy time with her. Boobs is apparently using me to make her ex jealous and from what I hear he is kinda crazy so I may need to lock my doors now. BostonGirl never responded to my message about going out and most likely won't ever do that. And the 23 Year Old has officially moved on. I love social media.F'ing Zuckerberg!
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