Volpone
Zombie Hunter
...because "Fucked at every turn" would make for a needlessly negative thread title.
Got back into Portland and was immediately paralyzed by a crippling 3 week long blizzard. That combined with the Holidays has made job hunting a kind of pointless venture.
Portland really doesn't have any plows because it never snows and stays below freezing for three weeks straight. And the weather really broke on Friday night. Friday morning we got another 3" or so of snow. But over night it stayed in the 40s and rained like a bastard and by Sunday morning almost all of the snow was gone.
And HR people ought to be in the office now that Christmas is over.
BUT...when I got the car, vanity dictated I add a tasteful aftermarket spoiler and aftermarket wheels. The wheels were supposed to go on a week and a half ago, but didn't get here because of the weather. And the body shop couldn't do my spoiler until today. Oh, and my motorcycle came in from Hawaii just before the blizzard but one of the turn signals got fucked up in the shipping, so I needed a new rubber mount for it. And the bugger wouldn't start.
So today I ran the car over to the body shop to have the spoiler put on. And on the way there I got a call from the tire place that the wheels had finally come in. So that means I'm probably without a car until maybe Thursday afternoon. I was all set to rent one when I figured out why the bike wouldn't start (operator error). And since the snow is gone, the "only" thing stopping me from getting around on the bike is the fucked up turn signal. So I wrestled with it a bit and got the busted one fixed enough to function until the part comes in.
Of course while I was doing this (outside--no garage), a torrential downpour started. I had already realized the limitations of the bike--I probably wasn't going to be riding it around in one of my suits so it wasn't going to be a lot of help on the job search,but this pointed out the other problem. A guy who's lived in Hawaii for two years really isn't physically conditioned to be riding a motorcycle around soaking wet in 45 degree weather. Just the 5-10 minutes it took me to bolt the bracket back on sent me scurrying back into the house, shivering and miserable.
So I've got another excuse to delay the job hunt. After a couple quick chores, though, it is time to polish the resume a bit and send it out a bit more. Then on to other professional development stuff.
Got back into Portland and was immediately paralyzed by a crippling 3 week long blizzard. That combined with the Holidays has made job hunting a kind of pointless venture.
Portland really doesn't have any plows because it never snows and stays below freezing for three weeks straight. And the weather really broke on Friday night. Friday morning we got another 3" or so of snow. But over night it stayed in the 40s and rained like a bastard and by Sunday morning almost all of the snow was gone.
And HR people ought to be in the office now that Christmas is over.
BUT...when I got the car, vanity dictated I add a tasteful aftermarket spoiler and aftermarket wheels. The wheels were supposed to go on a week and a half ago, but didn't get here because of the weather. And the body shop couldn't do my spoiler until today. Oh, and my motorcycle came in from Hawaii just before the blizzard but one of the turn signals got fucked up in the shipping, so I needed a new rubber mount for it. And the bugger wouldn't start.
So today I ran the car over to the body shop to have the spoiler put on. And on the way there I got a call from the tire place that the wheels had finally come in. So that means I'm probably without a car until maybe Thursday afternoon. I was all set to rent one when I figured out why the bike wouldn't start (operator error). And since the snow is gone, the "only" thing stopping me from getting around on the bike is the fucked up turn signal. So I wrestled with it a bit and got the busted one fixed enough to function until the part comes in.
Of course while I was doing this (outside--no garage), a torrential downpour started. I had already realized the limitations of the bike--I probably wasn't going to be riding it around in one of my suits so it wasn't going to be a lot of help on the job search,but this pointed out the other problem. A guy who's lived in Hawaii for two years really isn't physically conditioned to be riding a motorcycle around soaking wet in 45 degree weather. Just the 5-10 minutes it took me to bolt the bracket back on sent me scurrying back into the house, shivering and miserable.
So I've got another excuse to delay the job hunt. After a couple quick chores, though, it is time to polish the resume a bit and send it out a bit more. Then on to other professional development stuff.
