You've waiting so long
And wanted so badly
To say what you really felt
To pour out your heart again
But never a time
Never a moment
Has been the right time
Such as this
With it all on the line
And your heart looking back
You must finally take your leap
And live with the decision
No more excuses
And no more defeat
The only defeat you've had
Is defeat in not trying
But no longer
For as you hear the cry
Of a million broken hearts
Wailing for you to take the chances
They never took
You will walk inside the fire
And no longer feel the burn of regret
On this winter Tuesday night.
Thursday, February 28, 2008
Tuesday, February 26, 2008
The Verizon Files: The Corey Lanier "Please Don't Reprooduce" Dating Service
I was on a fairly normal call. Guy calls in, complains his DSL light's blinking, which means he isn't getting his DSL signal from the central office. I do all the necessary steps, am unable to fix it, thus I have to escalate this to a technician to go out and work on his lines. I go to my tier 3 agent, who promptly tags it for escalation. I escalate it no trouble.
However, I was giving the customer his network ticket. The next to last character in the ticket number was the letter L. he read it back to me as a 6.
how do you get 6 from L?
I'm just glad when I corrected him, that he didn't ask, "Oh, you mean the LETTER L?!" Or else, I would've been asking him if he wanted a mail order bride from Virginia.
However, I was giving the customer his network ticket. The next to last character in the ticket number was the letter L. he read it back to me as a 6.
how do you get 6 from L?
I'm just glad when I corrected him, that he didn't ask, "Oh, you mean the LETTER L?!" Or else, I would've been asking him if he wanted a mail order bride from Virginia.
Pranks gone terribly awry, but still funny as crap
Originally posted on FCP in May 2006. Also of note, this was at 2 AM.
So, I had a friend pick me up at work tonight, because my car's out of commission right now. As I'm getting out the doors, I see his car, sitting in front of the doors with the lights on, but I look, and he's reclined the seat, and he's asleep. Here it, in the wee hours of the morning, raining outside... And then the thoughts entered my mind. My conscience is fighting them off, screaming, "NO! HE'S GONNA KILL YOU! DON'T DO IT!"
As I approach the car, I move slowly around to the driver's side so as not to wake him. As I cross to the driver's side, I slowly creep up to the hood. I then JUMP on top of the hood, and splat my face across the windshield screaming as if he just ran over me with the car.
He bounces up out of the seat, screaming like a five-year-old girl, and his arms are flailing around the car in God knows what directions, all the while he is hopping ON HIS BUTT UP THE RECLINED SEAT. Then he realizes it's me, and the look of sheer anger pull across his face as he screams, "GET IN THE CAR DOUCHEBAG!"
Now my conscience is screaming, "I TOLD YOU, NUMBNUTS! BUT YOU JUST HAD TO PULL A FUNNY!"
And apparently, my shut up filter wasn't on, because as soon as I got in the car, I said, "I suppose this isn't the best time to tell you I need to go to Wal-Mart? I'm out of shampoo."
Any time after that, the only words out of his mouth was "SCREW YOU!"
So yeah, I felt bad. And it was seriously wrong. But oh my God, was it funny. I was laughing so hard on the way home that tears were streaming down my face.
By the way, he never took me to Wal-Mart. So I just "borrowed" his car and got my friggin shampoo.
So, I had a friend pick me up at work tonight, because my car's out of commission right now. As I'm getting out the doors, I see his car, sitting in front of the doors with the lights on, but I look, and he's reclined the seat, and he's asleep. Here it, in the wee hours of the morning, raining outside... And then the thoughts entered my mind. My conscience is fighting them off, screaming, "NO! HE'S GONNA KILL YOU! DON'T DO IT!"
As I approach the car, I move slowly around to the driver's side so as not to wake him. As I cross to the driver's side, I slowly creep up to the hood. I then JUMP on top of the hood, and splat my face across the windshield screaming as if he just ran over me with the car.
He bounces up out of the seat, screaming like a five-year-old girl, and his arms are flailing around the car in God knows what directions, all the while he is hopping ON HIS BUTT UP THE RECLINED SEAT. Then he realizes it's me, and the look of sheer anger pull across his face as he screams, "GET IN THE CAR DOUCHEBAG!"
Now my conscience is screaming, "I TOLD YOU, NUMBNUTS! BUT YOU JUST HAD TO PULL A FUNNY!"
And apparently, my shut up filter wasn't on, because as soon as I got in the car, I said, "I suppose this isn't the best time to tell you I need to go to Wal-Mart? I'm out of shampoo."
Any time after that, the only words out of his mouth was "SCREW YOU!"
So yeah, I felt bad. And it was seriously wrong. But oh my God, was it funny. I was laughing so hard on the way home that tears were streaming down my face.
By the way, he never took me to Wal-Mart. So I just "borrowed" his car and got my friggin shampoo.
The Verizon Files: The Technology Terrorist
This was my supervisor's last call as an actual agent before he got promoted. I was griping about a horrendous call to him that I had just had. I can't remember what the call was about, because he decided to drop this one on me.I was originally going to post a 3,000th post that explained my motive of actually taking the time to attempt to 3,000 posts. But, since the opportunity presented itself, I will now post the greatest tech support call of all mankind.
The customer (an arab, so imagine hearing an arab accent when you read what he says, and it makes it all the more funnier) was having a problem getting online. My supervisor had it narrowed down to the modem setting problems, so my supervisor was taking the customer into the modem to change the settings. I need to also point out that the customer was using Windows 98 on this computer. This comes into play later.
Unfortunately, the customer could not even get IE to open. We need IE to get into the modem. So, my supervisor was telling the customer he had to send him to his computer vendor when the customer says, "WAIT! I HAVE ANOTHER COMPUTER. IT IS IN THE CLOSET!" (I guess it was visiting Tom Cruise and R. Kelly...sorry, it had to be done.)
So it takes 10 minutes for the customer to get the computer hooked up and turned on. This computer is running Windows Millenium Edition. You probably have the same question I asked: "Why didn't we start out with the newer version?" That's to be told later.
Here's the conversation that ensued as the customer made it to his desktop:
Supervisor: Ok, let's open up Internet Explorer.
Customer: Wait! It is rebooting.
Supervisor: Ok.
*Two minutes later*
Customer: Ok, it is done.
Supervisor: Ok, let's open up Internet Explorer.
Customer: Ok.
Supervisor: Ok, let's click on...
Customer: Wait! It is rebooting.
Supervisor: Is it rebooting on it's own?
Customer: Yes.
Supervisor: Ok, I'm going to have to send you to your computer...
Customer: WAIT! I HAVE ANOTHER COMPUTER!
So he goes back to the closet, Tom Cruise hands him ANOTHER COMPUTER! This time, we're running Windows XP. That's right, we went up the Windows Hierarchy (or down, depending on how you look at it). It takes another 10 minutes to set up, and boot up.
Supervisor: Ok, let's open up Internet Explorer.
*Background noise on Customer's Side: Window's XP System Shutdown Sound*
Customer: Ok.
Supervisor: Are we there, or is it rebooting again?
Customer: No! I'm there.
Supervisor: Then type in 192.168.1.1.
Customer: Ok, I'm there.
Supervisor: What do you see?
Customer: The Westell page.
Supervisor: What buttons do you see.
Customer: ...................................................
Supervisor: It shut down again, didn't it?
Customer: ...............how did you know?
Supervisor: I HEARD THE SHUTDOWN SOUND! Ok, I'm going to have to get you to your computer...
Customer: WAIT! I HAVE ANOTHER COMPUTER.
Let's recap this folks: We have went through 3 computers, going up in versions in ascending order from the day of the dinosaurs. One computer will not open up IE. Two of them keep rebooting automatically. Diagnosis: This guy is a terrorist to PCs.
Now, we have the guy having R. Kelly hand him ANOTHER COMPUTER! It takes another 10 minutes to set up and boot.
Supervisor: Ok, what version of Windows are we running this time?
Customer: I don't know. How do I find out?
Supervisor: Let's click on Start, and then run.
Customer: Where is that at?
Supervisor: It's at the bottom left of your screen.
Customer: I do not see anything that says, "Start."
Supervisor: .....how many buttons do you have on your mouse?
Customer: ...one?
Supervisor: I can't do support on Macintosh.
Customer: ....how did you know?
Supervisor: I am God. Here's your three computer vendors' phone numbers. Pick one, call them, get it fixed, then call us back. *click*
The customer (an arab, so imagine hearing an arab accent when you read what he says, and it makes it all the more funnier) was having a problem getting online. My supervisor had it narrowed down to the modem setting problems, so my supervisor was taking the customer into the modem to change the settings. I need to also point out that the customer was using Windows 98 on this computer. This comes into play later.
Unfortunately, the customer could not even get IE to open. We need IE to get into the modem. So, my supervisor was telling the customer he had to send him to his computer vendor when the customer says, "WAIT! I HAVE ANOTHER COMPUTER. IT IS IN THE CLOSET!" (I guess it was visiting Tom Cruise and R. Kelly...sorry, it had to be done.)
So it takes 10 minutes for the customer to get the computer hooked up and turned on. This computer is running Windows Millenium Edition. You probably have the same question I asked: "Why didn't we start out with the newer version?" That's to be told later.
Here's the conversation that ensued as the customer made it to his desktop:
Supervisor: Ok, let's open up Internet Explorer.
Customer: Wait! It is rebooting.
Supervisor: Ok.
*Two minutes later*
Customer: Ok, it is done.
Supervisor: Ok, let's open up Internet Explorer.
Customer: Ok.
Supervisor: Ok, let's click on...
Customer: Wait! It is rebooting.
Supervisor: Is it rebooting on it's own?
Customer: Yes.
Supervisor: Ok, I'm going to have to send you to your computer...
Customer: WAIT! I HAVE ANOTHER COMPUTER!
So he goes back to the closet, Tom Cruise hands him ANOTHER COMPUTER! This time, we're running Windows XP. That's right, we went up the Windows Hierarchy (or down, depending on how you look at it). It takes another 10 minutes to set up, and boot up.
Supervisor: Ok, let's open up Internet Explorer.
*Background noise on Customer's Side: Window's XP System Shutdown Sound*
Customer: Ok.
Supervisor: Are we there, or is it rebooting again?
Customer: No! I'm there.
Supervisor: Then type in 192.168.1.1.
Customer: Ok, I'm there.
Supervisor: What do you see?
Customer: The Westell page.
Supervisor: What buttons do you see.
Customer: ...................................................
Supervisor: It shut down again, didn't it?
Customer: ...............how did you know?
Supervisor: I HEARD THE SHUTDOWN SOUND! Ok, I'm going to have to get you to your computer...
Customer: WAIT! I HAVE ANOTHER COMPUTER.
Let's recap this folks: We have went through 3 computers, going up in versions in ascending order from the day of the dinosaurs. One computer will not open up IE. Two of them keep rebooting automatically. Diagnosis: This guy is a terrorist to PCs.
Now, we have the guy having R. Kelly hand him ANOTHER COMPUTER! It takes another 10 minutes to set up and boot.
Supervisor: Ok, what version of Windows are we running this time?
Customer: I don't know. How do I find out?
Supervisor: Let's click on Start, and then run.
Customer: Where is that at?
Supervisor: It's at the bottom left of your screen.
Customer: I do not see anything that says, "Start."
Supervisor: .....how many buttons do you have on your mouse?
Customer: ...one?
Supervisor: I can't do support on Macintosh.
Customer: ....how did you know?
Supervisor: I am God. Here's your three computer vendors' phone numbers. Pick one, call them, get it fixed, then call us back. *click*
Saturday, February 23, 2008
If I am fussy with anyone over the next week...
I'm sorry in advance. I'm doing a website for someone, first time in a while that I've done one, so I might be heavily involved in that project.
On top of that, there's also a ton of personal matters that I'm dealing with, so all of these things may make me fussy at times.
I'm not going to intentionally go out of my way to be a jerk to anybody, just to blanket it under this statement, but I just might have a moment where:
-I'm just in a bad mood all day. Probably means one of said personal matters blew up in my face or escalated even further, and I'm having problems coping.
-I'm perfectly fine, and suddenly snap off. Probably means I'm working on the site, and keep getting errors/the visuals are not looking the way they should if I coded it right, and I can't figure out what I'm doing wrong.
-I just don't talk. I could just be not wanting to say anything because I'm feeling low over personal matters, am really heavily into getting X part of the site done ASAP, or have went to sleep and forgot to set my away message like I have multiple times this past week.
Rest assured, that I'm not usually mad at my friends, and that I usually get mad at myself before I get mad at anyone.
Also, if I start griping to my friends who know what I'm talking about over design problems, don't ask me to start using Dreamweaver or various other web design programs, because that actually slows me down more than debugging does. I use plain text editors, plan and simple. For me, it was how I taught myself to design websites, how I was taught to design websites in school (thus re-enforcing my self-education on web design), and how I'm most comfortable. Looking at WYSIWYG editors seems off to me, whereas looking straight at HTML/CSS/javascript/PHP code feels natural to me.
On top of that, there's also a ton of personal matters that I'm dealing with, so all of these things may make me fussy at times.
I'm not going to intentionally go out of my way to be a jerk to anybody, just to blanket it under this statement, but I just might have a moment where:
-I'm just in a bad mood all day. Probably means one of said personal matters blew up in my face or escalated even further, and I'm having problems coping.
-I'm perfectly fine, and suddenly snap off. Probably means I'm working on the site, and keep getting errors/the visuals are not looking the way they should if I coded it right, and I can't figure out what I'm doing wrong.
-I just don't talk. I could just be not wanting to say anything because I'm feeling low over personal matters, am really heavily into getting X part of the site done ASAP, or have went to sleep and forgot to set my away message like I have multiple times this past week.
Rest assured, that I'm not usually mad at my friends, and that I usually get mad at myself before I get mad at anyone.
Also, if I start griping to my friends who know what I'm talking about over design problems, don't ask me to start using Dreamweaver or various other web design programs, because that actually slows me down more than debugging does. I use plain text editors, plan and simple. For me, it was how I taught myself to design websites, how I was taught to design websites in school (thus re-enforcing my self-education on web design), and how I'm most comfortable. Looking at WYSIWYG editors seems off to me, whereas looking straight at HTML/CSS/javascript/PHP code feels natural to me.
Thursday, February 21, 2008
Love Is Shards of Broken Glass
I wrote this one in November 2006, just never been totally ready to put it up until tonight.
I am shards of broken glass
I lie on the floor ignored
I used to be an exquisite vase
But my owner pushed me off my pedestal
And now I'm a pile of disarray
This unordered mess that no one sees beauty in
I wish I was still on my pedestal
But that reality is long past
And I'm just waiting to be swept into the trash
But an antique shop owner did not see these shards
He saw me still as the vase on the pedestal
And he saw the steps needed to return me to this splendor
With glue and a lot of patience
The shopkeeper carefully placed my pieces together
As soon as the glue dried
He put me on a table near a mirror
And I look at myself
I see my old form back
But I also the cracks in me
I see the shards being held together by glue
I'm ugly and imperfect
How will anyone ever see me
As a prize ever again?
I know the shopkeeper does
But will anyone else?
The sale sign is on me
But no one even glances
I see every piece bought but me
I am so alone
And will always be
You walked up to my table
You saw my cracks
You saw the glue stains
And you didn't care
You thought I was beautiful
And needed to have me
You rushed to the shopkeeper
And paid my price
And carried me home
As gently as anyone ever could
And place me on a pedestal
In the middle of your room
Every day and night you looked at me
And admired me like I was the greatest treasure of all
I'm no longer alone
And never will be
Do you understand the analogy?
I am broken with every mistake
Every flaw
Every unhealthy relationship
Just like a vase falling off its pedestal
I cannot fix myself
So I just sit here in my brokenness
God is the shopkeeper
Who sees the beauty in my mess
And with steady hands, fixes said mess
And replaces the broken pieces
He makes me whole
But I am still alone
You are the one who sees through the ugliness
That everyone but God sees
You know my every flaw
But love and need me nonetheless
And every moment with you is delicate and pure
And makes me feel complete through my brokenness
I'm no longer broken
I'm no longer alone
Because this is what love is
And this is the real meaning behind that word
I am shards of broken glass
I lie on the floor ignored
I used to be an exquisite vase
But my owner pushed me off my pedestal
And now I'm a pile of disarray
This unordered mess that no one sees beauty in
I wish I was still on my pedestal
But that reality is long past
And I'm just waiting to be swept into the trash
But an antique shop owner did not see these shards
He saw me still as the vase on the pedestal
And he saw the steps needed to return me to this splendor
With glue and a lot of patience
The shopkeeper carefully placed my pieces together
As soon as the glue dried
He put me on a table near a mirror
And I look at myself
I see my old form back
But I also the cracks in me
I see the shards being held together by glue
I'm ugly and imperfect
How will anyone ever see me
As a prize ever again?
I know the shopkeeper does
But will anyone else?
The sale sign is on me
But no one even glances
I see every piece bought but me
I am so alone
And will always be
You walked up to my table
You saw my cracks
You saw the glue stains
And you didn't care
You thought I was beautiful
And needed to have me
You rushed to the shopkeeper
And paid my price
And carried me home
As gently as anyone ever could
And place me on a pedestal
In the middle of your room
Every day and night you looked at me
And admired me like I was the greatest treasure of all
I'm no longer alone
And never will be
Do you understand the analogy?
I am broken with every mistake
Every flaw
Every unhealthy relationship
Just like a vase falling off its pedestal
I cannot fix myself
So I just sit here in my brokenness
God is the shopkeeper
Who sees the beauty in my mess
And with steady hands, fixes said mess
And replaces the broken pieces
He makes me whole
But I am still alone
You are the one who sees through the ugliness
That everyone but God sees
You know my every flaw
But love and need me nonetheless
And every moment with you is delicate and pure
And makes me feel complete through my brokenness
I'm no longer broken
I'm no longer alone
Because this is what love is
And this is the real meaning behind that word
Thursday, January 24, 2008
Nothing Is Sacred
Nothing is sacred anymore
For you have helped me forsake
Everything I once held true
For every inch I drove
Piercing nails in those hands
You drove them in an extra inch
For every foot I wandered off course
You led me a foot further astray
And when I was perfectly confused
Your guiding hand was gone
And my shame returned in multitudes
And the broken pieces of my life
Were still left laying on the ground
But my iniquity led me
Somewhere it's never before
It led me back onto the beaten path
Strange as it may sound
With a crowbar in my hand
As I expend the extra effort
To pull those nails out of the hands
That should've never had to take them
In the first place
For you have helped me forsake
Everything I once held true
For every inch I drove
Piercing nails in those hands
You drove them in an extra inch
For every foot I wandered off course
You led me a foot further astray
And when I was perfectly confused
Your guiding hand was gone
And my shame returned in multitudes
And the broken pieces of my life
Were still left laying on the ground
But my iniquity led me
Somewhere it's never before
It led me back onto the beaten path
Strange as it may sound
With a crowbar in my hand
As I expend the extra effort
To pull those nails out of the hands
That should've never had to take them
In the first place
Sunday, January 20, 2008
Wishing You Knew
I wish you knew
Where my heart was
Or what I was thinking
But you are oblivious
And I am still right here
I wish you felt
The way I felt right now
And the hope I have
But I know you can't
And it leaves me in fear
I wish I could share
What was going on
So that you might understand
But you won't listen
And I won't speak to deaf ears
I wish you knew
That I loved you
Or that I knew more than you thought
But you probably don't care
And I'll probably stay right here
Where my heart was
Or what I was thinking
But you are oblivious
And I am still right here
I wish you felt
The way I felt right now
And the hope I have
But I know you can't
And it leaves me in fear
I wish I could share
What was going on
So that you might understand
But you won't listen
And I won't speak to deaf ears
I wish you knew
That I loved you
Or that I knew more than you thought
But you probably don't care
And I'll probably stay right here
In Dreams
Get out of my head
I'm so sick of you
Haunting my dreams
Leaving me believing
Something I can't believe
I'm so tired of seeing your face
And hearing your voice
And knowing it's not real
Only in dreams
Forever in dreams
We're so far apart
In this short distance
If I screamed to you
You wouldn't hear me
Not even in dreams
Your touch is far removed
From my memory
I'm only left with an echo of your voice
And these few pictures
To revive your memory in dreams
I'm so sick of you
Haunting my dreams
Leaving me believing
Something I can't believe
I'm so tired of seeing your face
And hearing your voice
And knowing it's not real
Only in dreams
Forever in dreams
We're so far apart
In this short distance
If I screamed to you
You wouldn't hear me
Not even in dreams
Your touch is far removed
From my memory
I'm only left with an echo of your voice
And these few pictures
To revive your memory in dreams
Friday, December 28, 2007
What Happened With Hyunsil
So, I was going to write this really long megablog, but I lack motivation to do so. So I will break this down into correlated segments, so it's just as easy for you to read as it is for me to write. I guess I better start with the big one...
The trip to Chicago with Hyunsil started out incredibly. It was also incredibly cold, but hey, whatever. Actually, going to Chicago in February is one of the dumbest things that I ever decided upon, and not talking Hyunsil out of going to Chicago in February is ranked #2. Now to get to what ranks as #3, as well as #4, and probably a few more numbers as well...
The last night we were in Chicago. Like I said, everything had gone relatively swimmingly up to this point. I was on cloud nine, and we were getting along very well. I felt nearly invincible, and nothing on this trip was going to go wrong.
That night, we go to the John Hancock Building, which I will state has the best night view of Chicago. We're looking out at the skyline, and as she turns around to head back to the elevators, I advance for a kiss. She pushes me aside, and says, "What are you doing?! I have a boyfriend!"
Um...what? This was news to me. I knew, she had an EX at home, but apparently, before she left, they got back together, and surprise, I was not told anything about it. On top of that, her actions around me and toward me the time we were in Chicago were indicative of everything but her having a boyfriend. So all that, and now in one instant, I look like an idiot. Moreso than usual. I mustered a poker face, but on the inside I was fuming. It was just the fact that I got shut down that I was upset about, or the fact that her mixed signals caused me to look like a moron, but the fact that I now feared I have ruined our friendship in that one split second.
The next morning was as usual. However, we were heading back to Indianapolis for a week, then back to Southern Illinois for a visit with my family. We head downstairs to find it snowing, which is bizarre, because I had literally been outside 30 minutes later to get a lemonade at Panera, and come downstairs again to find the streets covered.
Hyunsil, picks this time to warn me she needs bags for her snacks before we leave. She also still wants to go to the art museum. I tell her I'll go get the bags really quick, then come back and we'll decide about the museum. I head two blocks to Walgreens, and almost fall in the middle of the street on the way. Yeah, screw the art museum, we're headed to Union.
We spend most of the time there (5 hours-ish until our Train should be boarding) eating, talking, and working. She had bought an English book at Borders on Black Monday (which I have dubbed it), and she had brought me a Korean book, so we were both spending time helping each other in our books.
Well, it turns out we picked the day of THE blizzard to leave Chicago, and our train gets delayed an hour out of the station. What's worse is Jake was picking us up at the station in Indianapolis. I call him from the pay phone, and can't get hold of him. Friggin Rifts. Leave a voice mail saying I'd call when we left the station. Not too long after, we start boarding, and I try to call, but the phone won't process my credit card, so I give up.
The train ride takes forever thanks to the snow. Hyunsil spends the ride sleeping and listening to my iPod. I spent it trying to sleep and failing, so most of my time was spent thinking and watching over her. I hope didn't just creep out the world with that statement. When we hit Indy, I woke her up. As I saw the RCA Dome (draped in the Colts Super Bowl Champions banner...OMGSPLOOGE), I leaned over and, in an attempt to impress her, say, "Igeoseun Indianapolis-imnida." (Translation: This is Indianapolis. I waited till we got the Dome because I didn't want her to think Indy was desolate. You get to the Dome, and obviously there's a lot of crap). It worked.
We hit the station at 3 am. We were supposed to be there at midnight. Oh lord, Jake is going to kill us. We head downstairs, and yeah, Jake has that look on his face. Not my problem.
We get home, I give her a quick tour, and get the pullout bed set up for her. She decides to go take a shower. And as I'm laying down, I hear her turning the water on and off repeatedly in the bathroom and realized, "OMG, I forgot how confusing that faucet is, and now she's naked, so um...yeah." Me and Jake laugh about it, and write her a note, slip it under the door, and go to sleep.
The next couple days were hit and misses. One day, it would be perfect, the other, Hell. On Friday, she tells me, at the Children's Museum, the first time I ever drove downtown, that she was going back to Chicago, and wasn't going to So IL with me. By now I'm fighting back tears, as the fears of Monday night come to fruition.
I remember sitting in the parking garage for a second trying to collect myself. She asked what's wrong, and I don't remember what I wound up saying. Undaunted, we head to the circle and see the monument, then head back towards home.
When Jake gave me directions downtown, he took me through castleton on 82nd St, not on the Interstate. What he failed to mention, and I had failed to notice while I was there, was that 82nd St. turns into 86th St before you hit Meridian, and that I should be looking for 86th on the way back. Because when I turned onto 82nd, it turned into a residential area and I got lost for 1 hour. I remember parking for 10 minutes in some guys driveway and crying on the steering wheel, as Murphy's Law had enveloped every aspect of this day. Hyunsil started patting me on the back and tried to console me, but she was the last person I wanted to touch me at this point, because I felt like she was the reason I was in this mess to begin with.
There I sat, spent most of my poker bankroll on this trip, and it was all blwoing up in my face. Now I'm lost in Castleton, and feel like an idiot. I blacked out the rest of the way home, but we got there somehow.
When we got there, Caleb asks, "How'd it go?" and I shot him one of those looks to kill. I started trying to transfer pics from the entire trip to the computer, when Hyunsil grabbed the mouse and tried to dictate which pics stayed and which didn't, and went insofar to say I wasn't getting any. I finally blew up, growled out, "Do whatever the fuck you want, cause I don't care," and went up to Jake's room, and started crying. Jake came home to me on his computer sitting with a tissue in one hand, the mouse in the other clicking away at Full Tilt, and I just started babbling on about how horrible the day had been.
The next day, the plan was to go to the speedway and then to a hockey game. I was expecting it to be much like the day before, only with Jake driving. Nope, Hyunsil was perfectly fine. I attributed it to PMS, assumed it would get better, and left it at that. We had a blast that day. The next morning, she left.
I couldn't even stand there to watch the bus leave. I walked away crying my eyes out. We got home, and I started packing to go back to Southern Illinois. I couldn't hold myself together long enough to pack, let alone the fact that when I grabbed my blanket, the one she used while she was there, it still smelled like her. I just broke down with that blanket in my arms. Once again I black out until I'm on my way home. When I got there, I was informed I was no longer welcome in Indianapolis.
The first day I spent hanging around the house, talking with Mom, telling her about the trip. I was feeling slightly positive about the whole trip.
The next day, I checked my e-mail, and found this from Hyunsil:
I eventually got my head straightened out. I blotted the whole thing out of my mind, and acted like February never happened. Started talking with my stepfather, started playing poker again, only I was breaking even. But hey, I was not worried about that, because I knew things would work out.
Then, yeah, Round 2.
I get a comment on Myspace from Hyunsil, saying, "What's your e-mail address?"
I sent one back saying, "Why do YOU wanna know?!" Thinking, that would end everything.
I'm having a great day, then I get a phone call from Jake:
"Hey man, I need to know what you want me to do. You got this letter up here, and normally I'd just send it out, but...it's from Hyunsil."
I had him read it over the phone. This is what it said, along with my thoughts about what was written.
I wasn't going to write back. Honest to God. But I got drunk several nights after this letter, and got pissed off, and wrote a five page letter that basically said what was said above in long form, followed by telling her, "If she wanted to keep me as a friend, she was going to have to learn what a friendship was, and actually reciprocate what was being put into the friendship by the other party."
I never got a response back.
Most of what happened between now and the end will be discussed in one of my later blog posts, but in June, I finally broke down. I couldn't stand it anymore, I needed to put an end to this standoff. I bought a phone card and called her. When she picked up, I said, "Hello," only to hear her hang up.
I was pained by that result. Two days later, I get a comment on Myspace saying that she was in class, and couldn't talk, and to call her back.
So I did, and things pretty much returned to normal. Well...as normal as it can get after going through all of the above.
The trip to Chicago with Hyunsil started out incredibly. It was also incredibly cold, but hey, whatever. Actually, going to Chicago in February is one of the dumbest things that I ever decided upon, and not talking Hyunsil out of going to Chicago in February is ranked #2. Now to get to what ranks as #3, as well as #4, and probably a few more numbers as well...
The last night we were in Chicago. Like I said, everything had gone relatively swimmingly up to this point. I was on cloud nine, and we were getting along very well. I felt nearly invincible, and nothing on this trip was going to go wrong.
That night, we go to the John Hancock Building, which I will state has the best night view of Chicago. We're looking out at the skyline, and as she turns around to head back to the elevators, I advance for a kiss. She pushes me aside, and says, "What are you doing?! I have a boyfriend!"
Um...what? This was news to me. I knew, she had an EX at home, but apparently, before she left, they got back together, and surprise, I was not told anything about it. On top of that, her actions around me and toward me the time we were in Chicago were indicative of everything but her having a boyfriend. So all that, and now in one instant, I look like an idiot. Moreso than usual. I mustered a poker face, but on the inside I was fuming. It was just the fact that I got shut down that I was upset about, or the fact that her mixed signals caused me to look like a moron, but the fact that I now feared I have ruined our friendship in that one split second.
The next morning was as usual. However, we were heading back to Indianapolis for a week, then back to Southern Illinois for a visit with my family. We head downstairs to find it snowing, which is bizarre, because I had literally been outside 30 minutes later to get a lemonade at Panera, and come downstairs again to find the streets covered.
Hyunsil, picks this time to warn me she needs bags for her snacks before we leave. She also still wants to go to the art museum. I tell her I'll go get the bags really quick, then come back and we'll decide about the museum. I head two blocks to Walgreens, and almost fall in the middle of the street on the way. Yeah, screw the art museum, we're headed to Union.
We spend most of the time there (5 hours-ish until our Train should be boarding) eating, talking, and working. She had bought an English book at Borders on Black Monday (which I have dubbed it), and she had brought me a Korean book, so we were both spending time helping each other in our books.
Well, it turns out we picked the day of THE blizzard to leave Chicago, and our train gets delayed an hour out of the station. What's worse is Jake was picking us up at the station in Indianapolis. I call him from the pay phone, and can't get hold of him. Friggin Rifts. Leave a voice mail saying I'd call when we left the station. Not too long after, we start boarding, and I try to call, but the phone won't process my credit card, so I give up.
The train ride takes forever thanks to the snow. Hyunsil spends the ride sleeping and listening to my iPod. I spent it trying to sleep and failing, so most of my time was spent thinking and watching over her. I hope didn't just creep out the world with that statement. When we hit Indy, I woke her up. As I saw the RCA Dome (draped in the Colts Super Bowl Champions banner...OMGSPLOOGE), I leaned over and, in an attempt to impress her, say, "Igeoseun Indianapolis-imnida." (Translation: This is Indianapolis. I waited till we got the Dome because I didn't want her to think Indy was desolate. You get to the Dome, and obviously there's a lot of crap). It worked.
We hit the station at 3 am. We were supposed to be there at midnight. Oh lord, Jake is going to kill us. We head downstairs, and yeah, Jake has that look on his face. Not my problem.
We get home, I give her a quick tour, and get the pullout bed set up for her. She decides to go take a shower. And as I'm laying down, I hear her turning the water on and off repeatedly in the bathroom and realized, "OMG, I forgot how confusing that faucet is, and now she's naked, so um...yeah." Me and Jake laugh about it, and write her a note, slip it under the door, and go to sleep.
The next couple days were hit and misses. One day, it would be perfect, the other, Hell. On Friday, she tells me, at the Children's Museum, the first time I ever drove downtown, that she was going back to Chicago, and wasn't going to So IL with me. By now I'm fighting back tears, as the fears of Monday night come to fruition.
I remember sitting in the parking garage for a second trying to collect myself. She asked what's wrong, and I don't remember what I wound up saying. Undaunted, we head to the circle and see the monument, then head back towards home.
When Jake gave me directions downtown, he took me through castleton on 82nd St, not on the Interstate. What he failed to mention, and I had failed to notice while I was there, was that 82nd St. turns into 86th St before you hit Meridian, and that I should be looking for 86th on the way back. Because when I turned onto 82nd, it turned into a residential area and I got lost for 1 hour. I remember parking for 10 minutes in some guys driveway and crying on the steering wheel, as Murphy's Law had enveloped every aspect of this day. Hyunsil started patting me on the back and tried to console me, but she was the last person I wanted to touch me at this point, because I felt like she was the reason I was in this mess to begin with.
There I sat, spent most of my poker bankroll on this trip, and it was all blwoing up in my face. Now I'm lost in Castleton, and feel like an idiot. I blacked out the rest of the way home, but we got there somehow.
When we got there, Caleb asks, "How'd it go?" and I shot him one of those looks to kill. I started trying to transfer pics from the entire trip to the computer, when Hyunsil grabbed the mouse and tried to dictate which pics stayed and which didn't, and went insofar to say I wasn't getting any. I finally blew up, growled out, "Do whatever the fuck you want, cause I don't care," and went up to Jake's room, and started crying. Jake came home to me on his computer sitting with a tissue in one hand, the mouse in the other clicking away at Full Tilt, and I just started babbling on about how horrible the day had been.
The next day, the plan was to go to the speedway and then to a hockey game. I was expecting it to be much like the day before, only with Jake driving. Nope, Hyunsil was perfectly fine. I attributed it to PMS, assumed it would get better, and left it at that. We had a blast that day. The next morning, she left.
I couldn't even stand there to watch the bus leave. I walked away crying my eyes out. We got home, and I started packing to go back to Southern Illinois. I couldn't hold myself together long enough to pack, let alone the fact that when I grabbed my blanket, the one she used while she was there, it still smelled like her. I just broke down with that blanket in my arms. Once again I black out until I'm on my way home. When I got there, I was informed I was no longer welcome in Indianapolis.
The first day I spent hanging around the house, talking with Mom, telling her about the trip. I was feeling slightly positive about the whole trip.
The next day, I checked my e-mail, and found this from Hyunsil:
hi Corey i think this is the last mail to send you..I barely remember anything for the next couple weeks. I just felt like a wreck. My goals to rebuild my roll, down the drain, because I couldn't focus. All my fault, all her fault, this is all BS, why does this crap happen to me consistently? Those were the thoughts that rushed through my mind. I didn't want to think about it, but man, how could you not?
i came to the hostel safely as you prayed for me thanks a lot
but ..i can't keep in touch with you anymore..
okay take care..
byee
this is the last time for me to use the internet here and i will delete urs
on my messenager when i come back..
everything's ruined okay u did make a mistake byee
I eventually got my head straightened out. I blotted the whole thing out of my mind, and acted like February never happened. Started talking with my stepfather, started playing poker again, only I was breaking even. But hey, I was not worried about that, because I knew things would work out.
Then, yeah, Round 2.
I get a comment on Myspace from Hyunsil, saying, "What's your e-mail address?"
I sent one back saying, "Why do YOU wanna know?!" Thinking, that would end everything.
I'm having a great day, then I get a phone call from Jake:
"Hey man, I need to know what you want me to do. You got this letter up here, and normally I'd just send it out, but...it's from Hyunsil."
I had him read it over the phone. This is what it said, along with my thoughts about what was written.
To Corey;
Hi, how's everything?
Pretty crappy, thank you. Maybe you can really make my year and come back to the States at Easter and burn my house down.
It's me, Hyunsil.
Next up on the Captain Obvious Show: Are Marshmallows sticky?
It has been a really really long time since we had last talk. I arrived here (in Seoul) safely because you had prayed for me a lot, thank you very much!
I hadn't prayed for her at all, I had tried to forget her. If I prayed, it was that someone would screw her over as badly as she had done me.
When I was in Chicago alone, I was embarrassed so much!
You shouldn't have even been back there, and you know it. And the embarrassment should've been about the way you jacked me, not about walking around the States with no guide/interpreter.
You know...I was just upset that you set me free and made me be alone
OMGWTF ARE YOU SERIOUS?! I wanted to keep you around! YOU'RE the one who pushed me away! You're the one who told me, "Go to Ridgway," and now you're pissed at me for actually doing it?!
Even though I came over there because of you.
Well, you have yourself to thank for the aloneness, and if you keep up the current trend, you will be doing so well into your 40's.
It doesn't mean that I wanted to date with you...just wanted to be with you.
Yeah, well, that's information that should've been shared with me before the trip. Instead of talking about the possibilites of sex, and this and that along those lines, why don't you just come out and say THAT instead of the stuff that completely negates that line of reasoning. Yeah, that would've been helpful for my perspective on the trip.
Also, yeah, saying you have a boyfriend BEFOREHAND helps too.
I still haven't come up with the logic behind the "just wanted to be with you." line.
Yeah, we had a great time, and I'll never forget.
Me either, sadly. Mostly the BS though. Maybe liquor will help.
Whenever I see lots of pictures taken in the US, they remind me of you. -_-;
I thought that was going to be a good thing till I saw the emoticon. I swear she needs Bipolar meds.
Corey, I don't know how you feel now..
You don't want to. Because the only thing I can think of that would equivocal to you is bathing in a bathtub full of scissors...wait, that sounds perfect, you go ahead and do that, and understand how I feel, and I'll be here waiting when your arteries clot.
But I just... I don't wanna lose a friend like you.
Should've thought of that before you sent that e-mail. But I forgot, women DON'T think when they PMS. My bad. You should work on that.
I hope your reply will come soon.
I hope you have powerful lungs that would be necessary to hold your breath as long as it would take for my reply to come. Actually right now, I don't. I hope you hold your breath and die.
And I hope to see you in Korea soon.
Only if God hates me as much as I think he does!
I want to apologize all my fault in the US.
So you write this letter to complain about how I "abandoned you," when I, at your request, sent you back to Chicago, and went to Southern Illinois, and now it's all your fault?! Yeah, it's all your fault, and I hate you for it. And now you've got my mind so messed up that I've lost focus on everything again except sorting this out. Why won't you leave me alone like you said you were?!
I wasn't going to write back. Honest to God. But I got drunk several nights after this letter, and got pissed off, and wrote a five page letter that basically said what was said above in long form, followed by telling her, "If she wanted to keep me as a friend, she was going to have to learn what a friendship was, and actually reciprocate what was being put into the friendship by the other party."
I never got a response back.
Most of what happened between now and the end will be discussed in one of my later blog posts, but in June, I finally broke down. I couldn't stand it anymore, I needed to put an end to this standoff. I bought a phone card and called her. When she picked up, I said, "Hello," only to hear her hang up.
I was pained by that result. Two days later, I get a comment on Myspace saying that she was in class, and couldn't talk, and to call her back.
So I did, and things pretty much returned to normal. Well...as normal as it can get after going through all of the above.
Thursday, December 27, 2007
The Annual Survey Again
Well, since I swore up and down that I did this last year, I'll do at again this year, just to see what has changed since.
Name: Corey
Siblings By Blood: none
Brothers: none
Sisters: none
Eye color: dark brown
Shoe size: 10 1/2
Height: 5'9"
Innie or Outie: innie
What are you wearing right now?: work clothes
Where do you live?: Harrisburg
Righty or lefty: righty.
Best place to go for a first date: to a nice restaurant followed by a walk (if it's warm out)
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Favorites
Number: 147
Boys Name: adam
Girls Name: jennifer
Drink: propel fitness water or barq's root beer
Month: April
Juice: orange juice
Breakfast: bagels and cream cheese
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Have You Ever..
Smoked: yes
Bungee jumped: no
Made yourself throw-up: yes
Gone skinny dipping: no
Loved somebody so much it made you cry: Yes
Broken a bone: Yes, my toe twice, once playing hackeysack, and once playing poker (believe me, don't ask)
Played Truth or Dare: yes
Been in a police car: no
Came close to dying: yes, seriously, yes, i almost died in '03.
Been in a sauna: no
Been in a hot tub: yes
Swam in the ocean: no
Fallen asleep in school: School = sleep
Broken someone's heart: I don't know.
Cried when someone died: Yes.
Cried in school: Yeah, that was a horrible day.
Fell off your chair: Countless times.
Sat by the phone all night waiting for someone to call: Yes
Saved AIM conversation: I save them all.
Saved e-mails: I'm an e-mail packrat thanks to Gmail.
Made out with just a friend: no.
Been cheated on: Yes, but I had found out AFTER we broke up, so it didn't phase me too much.
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What is...
What's your room like: pretty dark...kinda cool right now actually
What is beside you: 2-liter of pepsi, phone, m&ms, and a couple dvd's
What is the last thing you ate: McChickens
What kind of shampoo do you use: whatever's in the shower
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Ever Had...
Chicken pox: nope
Sore throat: who hasn't?
Stitches: yes
Broken nose: technically
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Do You...
Believe in love at first sight: No
Like picnics: Yes
Like school: No
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Questions:
Who was the last person you called: Aunt Bobbi
Who was the last person you danced with: thinking back, last person i danced with was Abby back in 2003...yikes!
Who makes you smile: God
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Who...
Did you last yell at: Harley
Broke your heart last: Hyunsil
Told you they loved you last? Mom
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Do you like filling these out: meh...
Do you wear contact lenses or glasses: neither
Do you like yourself: sometimes
get along with your family?: sometimes
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What are you listening to right now: the whir of my computer
What did you do yesterday?: Christmas dinner with the family, guitar hero, worked on my comic strip.
Hated someone in your family: honestly? no one now.
What car do you wish to have: BMW m5
Where do you want to get married: someplace beautiful, doesn't really matter.
Good driver: yes
Good singer: i'm a good screamer, i can also drop bombs on you!
Diamond or pearl: diamond
Indoor or outdoor: indoor
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Today did you...
1. Talk to someone you liked: yes
2. Buy something: no
3. Get sick: no
4. Sing: no
5. Talked to an ex: no
6. Miss someone: Yes
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Last person who....
10. Was in your bed?: me
11. Saw you cry: Dan
12. Made you cry: Rangel
13. Went to the movies with: Mom
14. You went to the mall with: Autumn
16. Ever been in a fight with your pet: when i had to put nametags on them
17. Been to California: no
18. Been to Mexico: no
19. Been to Canada: no
20. Been to Africa: no
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Random.....
21. Who was your first celebrity crush: Dolly Parton (sad, right?)
22. What books are you reading now: Call To Die, The Final Quest
23. Best feeling in the world: Knowing you've made a difference in a small way
24. Future KIDS names: not sure
25. Do you sleep with a stuffed animal: no
26. What's under your bed: an old alarm clock
27. Favorite sport to watch: hockey
28. Favorite location?: Indianapolis
29. Piercing/Tattoos: Neither
32. Who do you really hate?: i hate no one, i just have a few people who irk me
33. Do you have a job?: yeah
35. Have you ever liked someone you didn't have a chance with? yes
37. Are you lonely right now: not totally
38. Song that's stuck in your head right now: The Unwinding Cable Car by Anberlin
39. Have you ever played strip poker: yes, but no one wanted to play with me
40. Have you ever gotten beat up: yes
43. Have you ever been in a mosh-pit: yes
44. Ever liked someone but thought they'd never noticed you? yes
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random
What's the first thing you notice about the opposite sex?: their face
Your Favorite Food?: pasta & korean food (rock the bulgogi)
Have you ever cried for no reason?: yes
Hugs or kisses?: kisses.
Butter, Plain or Salted popcorn?: butter
Favorite Flower?: red roses
Have you ever fired a gun?: yes
Do you like to travel by plane as opposed to car?: car
How many pillows do you sleep with: one
Name: Corey
Siblings By Blood: none
Brothers: none
Sisters: none
Eye color: dark brown
Shoe size: 10 1/2
Height: 5'9"
Innie or Outie: innie
What are you wearing right now?: work clothes
Where do you live?: Harrisburg
Righty or lefty: righty.
Best place to go for a first date: to a nice restaurant followed by a walk (if it's warm out)
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Favorites
Number: 147
Boys Name: adam
Girls Name: jennifer
Drink: propel fitness water or barq's root beer
Month: April
Juice: orange juice
Breakfast: bagels and cream cheese
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Have You Ever..
Smoked: yes
Bungee jumped: no
Made yourself throw-up: yes
Gone skinny dipping: no
Loved somebody so much it made you cry: Yes
Broken a bone: Yes, my toe twice, once playing hackeysack, and once playing poker (believe me, don't ask)
Played Truth or Dare: yes
Been in a police car: no
Came close to dying: yes, seriously, yes, i almost died in '03.
Been in a sauna: no
Been in a hot tub: yes
Swam in the ocean: no
Fallen asleep in school: School = sleep
Broken someone's heart: I don't know.
Cried when someone died: Yes.
Cried in school: Yeah, that was a horrible day.
Fell off your chair: Countless times.
Sat by the phone all night waiting for someone to call: Yes
Saved AIM conversation: I save them all.
Saved e-mails: I'm an e-mail packrat thanks to Gmail.
Made out with just a friend: no.
Been cheated on: Yes, but I had found out AFTER we broke up, so it didn't phase me too much.
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What is...
What's your room like: pretty dark...kinda cool right now actually
What is beside you: 2-liter of pepsi, phone, m&ms, and a couple dvd's
What is the last thing you ate: McChickens
What kind of shampoo do you use: whatever's in the shower
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Ever Had...
Chicken pox: nope
Sore throat: who hasn't?
Stitches: yes
Broken nose: technically
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Do You...
Believe in love at first sight: No
Like picnics: Yes
Like school: No
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Questions:
Who was the last person you called: Aunt Bobbi
Who was the last person you danced with: thinking back, last person i danced with was Abby back in 2003...yikes!
Who makes you smile: God
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Who...
Did you last yell at: Harley
Broke your heart last: Hyunsil
Told you they loved you last? Mom
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Do you like filling these out: meh...
Do you wear contact lenses or glasses: neither
Do you like yourself: sometimes
get along with your family?: sometimes
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What are you listening to right now: the whir of my computer
What did you do yesterday?: Christmas dinner with the family, guitar hero, worked on my comic strip.
Hated someone in your family: honestly? no one now.
What car do you wish to have: BMW m5
Where do you want to get married: someplace beautiful, doesn't really matter.
Good driver: yes
Good singer: i'm a good screamer, i can also drop bombs on you!
Diamond or pearl: diamond
Indoor or outdoor: indoor
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Today did you...
1. Talk to someone you liked: yes
2. Buy something: no
3. Get sick: no
4. Sing: no
5. Talked to an ex: no
6. Miss someone: Yes
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Last person who....
10. Was in your bed?: me
11. Saw you cry: Dan
12. Made you cry: Rangel
13. Went to the movies with: Mom
14. You went to the mall with: Autumn
16. Ever been in a fight with your pet: when i had to put nametags on them
17. Been to California: no
18. Been to Mexico: no
19. Been to Canada: no
20. Been to Africa: no
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Random.....
21. Who was your first celebrity crush: Dolly Parton (sad, right?)
22. What books are you reading now: Call To Die, The Final Quest
23. Best feeling in the world: Knowing you've made a difference in a small way
24. Future KIDS names: not sure
25. Do you sleep with a stuffed animal: no
26. What's under your bed: an old alarm clock
27. Favorite sport to watch: hockey
28. Favorite location?: Indianapolis
29. Piercing/Tattoos: Neither
32. Who do you really hate?: i hate no one, i just have a few people who irk me
33. Do you have a job?: yeah
35. Have you ever liked someone you didn't have a chance with? yes
37. Are you lonely right now: not totally
38. Song that's stuck in your head right now: The Unwinding Cable Car by Anberlin
39. Have you ever played strip poker: yes, but no one wanted to play with me
40. Have you ever gotten beat up: yes
43. Have you ever been in a mosh-pit: yes
44. Ever liked someone but thought they'd never noticed you? yes
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random
What's the first thing you notice about the opposite sex?: their face
Your Favorite Food?: pasta & korean food (rock the bulgogi)
Have you ever cried for no reason?: yes
Hugs or kisses?: kisses.
Butter, Plain or Salted popcorn?: butter
Favorite Flower?: red roses
Have you ever fired a gun?: yes
Do you like to travel by plane as opposed to car?: car
How many pillows do you sleep with: one
Tuesday, February 27, 2007
I am not dead
I am still very much alive, although there have been times over the last couple weeks that I wished I wasn't. There will be more to come, and a huge blog to come that will discuss the goings on of this month, but in summation, I got screwed.
Prepare yourself, the blog won't be pretty.
Prepare yourself, the blog won't be pretty.
Friday, February 02, 2007
Hyunsil FTW, Chicago FTL
Three words, plain and simple: What a day.
Woke up at 6 to go to O'Hare. I got there at around 7:50, and look at the screen to find out her flight was coming in 15 minutes early. So then began the huge waiting game. My heart was racing at incredible speeds as I waited outside the gate. Around 8:50, I saw a sight my eyes never in a million years thought they would see. Her walking towards me waving. In a moment of awkwardness, we both fumbled to get to each other, and finally did. Just what a rush.
Right now, she is taking a nap. 11 hour flights have that effect on people. I took an hour nap. But we haven't done too much sightseeing yet, but have been spending time together. And it's just been great.
Unfortunately, neither one of us properly estimated exactly how bitter the cold in Chitown is. While she was napping, I went to Walgreens to buy each of us scarves, and her some earmuffs and gloves. All in all, I think we have it pretty much covered.
I can go into much more detail later on, when I have more time to. But believe me, this trip, despite us being crazy enough to go Chicago in the dead of winter, is well worth it. Just seeing her is amazing. And that's all I've been asking for.
Woke up at 6 to go to O'Hare. I got there at around 7:50, and look at the screen to find out her flight was coming in 15 minutes early. So then began the huge waiting game. My heart was racing at incredible speeds as I waited outside the gate. Around 8:50, I saw a sight my eyes never in a million years thought they would see. Her walking towards me waving. In a moment of awkwardness, we both fumbled to get to each other, and finally did. Just what a rush.
Right now, she is taking a nap. 11 hour flights have that effect on people. I took an hour nap. But we haven't done too much sightseeing yet, but have been spending time together. And it's just been great.
Unfortunately, neither one of us properly estimated exactly how bitter the cold in Chitown is. While she was napping, I went to Walgreens to buy each of us scarves, and her some earmuffs and gloves. All in all, I think we have it pretty much covered.
I can go into much more detail later on, when I have more time to. But believe me, this trip, despite us being crazy enough to go Chicago in the dead of winter, is well worth it. Just seeing her is amazing. And that's all I've been asking for.
Thursday, February 01, 2007
Title: In Chicago; Will Meet Hyunsil
I'm trying to type this as fast as possible, as the internet charges are outrageous here. In fact I'm writing this befcore I type it so I won't waste time thinking; how's THAT for efficiency?
I am a zombie right now. I fell asleep at midnight, got woke up at 12:30 by a strange noise, couldn't fall back asleep till 1:30. Jake woke me up at 3:30. Yeah, I got a ton of sleep.
I got on the train at 6:30. I got one hour sleep on there. Go me.
But, I made it to Chicago. A lot of the nerves are gone. Now that I'm here, I'm not as scared. I felt comfortable on the bus, and easily handled the EL. Yes, I am a juggernaught.
I decided on a proper course of action upon arriving to Chitown while I was on the train:
I am a zombie right now. I fell asleep at midnight, got woke up at 12:30 by a strange noise, couldn't fall back asleep till 1:30. Jake woke me up at 3:30. Yeah, I got a ton of sleep.
I got on the train at 6:30. I got one hour sleep on there. Go me.
But, I made it to Chicago. A lot of the nerves are gone. Now that I'm here, I'm not as scared. I felt comfortable on the bus, and easily handled the EL. Yes, I am a juggernaught.
I decided on a proper course of action upon arriving to Chitown while I was on the train:
- Check-in @ the hostel.
- Go to O'Hare & survey the transit to and meet-up situation of the International terminal.
I felt this was tons better than sitting in the hostel all day and winging it tomorrow. Yes, Allan, I gave up on winging it; please <3>
O'Hare was a veritable Hell in '01. That wasn't under optimal conditions, however. This time was a snap. I found the itnernational terminal easily & found the meeting spot easily. Now I'm going to e-mail Hyunsil with the hope that she checks her e-mail before leaving Tokyo, to ease her mind about O'Hare.
So here I am, less than 24 hours from meeting Hyunsil. And I havve the strangest calm around me right now. It's so great.
Plans WERE to meet up with gkunit20 off FCP, and go buy some incidentals I forgot to pack (including an alarm clock...bleh).
Needless to say, don't expect me to be online till I get to Naptown. Correction: WE get to Naptown.
Pictures will come. This will be worth it.
Tuesday, January 23, 2007
Was King wrong?
I'm beginning to believe so...at least partially wrong.
40 years later, and I'm still not sure all the words Dr. King spoke in Washington will ever come to pass. That does not mean that I don't believe them to be true, I just believe that everything he said was way too idealistic for society even as a majority to ever hope to accomplish.
It's easy to say we can judge people by the content of their character...if they look like you. No one is able to judge people by the content of their character if they don't because they cannot get past the color of their skin. We can live side-by-side with people of different races, but that doesn't mean we accept them. We're just in "live and let live" mode.
When it comes down to the bitter truth, and comes time to decide something important based on race, we still fall back on ours and our ancestors' prejudices. No man can love a woman (or vice versa) from a different race without society as a majority, even those we hold so close, stepping in between them and saying it's wrong. People will not trust another person from a different race because no one really can trust what is different. We can say we can do these things, but in the end, our stereotypes will always come into play, whether we want to admit it or not. And as such:
Saying that there have been steps taken in the correct direction are irrational, because those steps were, and still are, taken with everyone spitting in their faces.
You can say that KKK, Black Panther, and various other hate groups' membership numbers have dwindled. That doesn't change the fact that people still privately harbor racial prejudices.
In the end, Dr. King had a dream. I will admit that it was a good one, and one that I believed, and still cling to strands of belief, in. But in the end, maybe it's time to face the fact that it was just that: a dream.
40 years later, and I'm still not sure all the words Dr. King spoke in Washington will ever come to pass. That does not mean that I don't believe them to be true, I just believe that everything he said was way too idealistic for society even as a majority to ever hope to accomplish.
It's easy to say we can judge people by the content of their character...if they look like you. No one is able to judge people by the content of their character if they don't because they cannot get past the color of their skin. We can live side-by-side with people of different races, but that doesn't mean we accept them. We're just in "live and let live" mode.
When it comes down to the bitter truth, and comes time to decide something important based on race, we still fall back on ours and our ancestors' prejudices. No man can love a woman (or vice versa) from a different race without society as a majority, even those we hold so close, stepping in between them and saying it's wrong. People will not trust another person from a different race because no one really can trust what is different. We can say we can do these things, but in the end, our stereotypes will always come into play, whether we want to admit it or not. And as such:
- White people will always be gluttonous, opportunistic, and power-hungry backstabbers.
- Black people will always be lazy, angry, and criminals.
- Asians will always be good at math, bad drivers, and quick to butcher English, while their women will always be green card-grubbing.
- Arabs will always be terrorists and jihad-obsessed.
- Hispanics will always be fence jumpers and cheap wage job thieves.
- East Indians will always be slurpee machines and piss-poor tech support.
Saying that there have been steps taken in the correct direction are irrational, because those steps were, and still are, taken with everyone spitting in their faces.
You can say that KKK, Black Panther, and various other hate groups' membership numbers have dwindled. That doesn't change the fact that people still privately harbor racial prejudices.
In the end, Dr. King had a dream. I will admit that it was a good one, and one that I believed, and still cling to strands of belief, in. But in the end, maybe it's time to face the fact that it was just that: a dream.
Monday, January 22, 2007
Blowing Brains Through the Airplane
I would point the gun at you
Just to make myself feel better
Even if it's just temporary pleasure
It could cause you an eternity of pain
If I could make this easier
And promise everything would be fine
I would do whatever it took
To make it happen
But knowing what I know now
It's just too hard to take that chance
It's not easy to destroy your life
On this one slim hope of something real
I would point the gun at myself
Just to make you feel better
So let's say our goodbyes
Because I'm playing Russian Roulette tonight
Just to make myself feel better
Even if it's just temporary pleasure
It could cause you an eternity of pain
If I could make this easier
And promise everything would be fine
I would do whatever it took
To make it happen
But knowing what I know now
It's just too hard to take that chance
It's not easy to destroy your life
On this one slim hope of something real
I would point the gun at myself
Just to make you feel better
So let's say our goodbyes
Because I'm playing Russian Roulette tonight
Tuesday, January 16, 2007
T-minus 17 days
I'll probably write another one of these before I leave, but I'm just so anxious I can't even take it.
February 1st, I leave for Chicago. I know that isn't a huge thing in normal terms. For me, however, this trip will be monumental.
Why? Because on February 2nd, Hyunsil will be joining me there.
Yes, you heard me right. I know I've said me and Hyunsil are meeting up several times in the past, but this time it is for sure. She has bought her plane ticket here. She has her Visa. We have arranged the hotel room and bought train tickets back to Indianapolis. It is 100% certain that she is coming.
And yes, she is coming to stay with me for a while. And we are headed back to So. ILL for a little bit too. It's completely official.
She arrives on the 2nd, and leaves on the 5th of March. Which gives us a little more than a month together.
Ladies and gentlemen, I am in shock. Like, I have been dreaming of this happening for the longest time, but began to doubt that it would ever come about. Now it's certain that it will. I can't even fathom it.
As for the next couple weeks, I have to deal with the logistical nightmare of planning and plotting this out. I'm pretty much done, but it's still a nightmare. Including one thing I dread more than anything: O'Hare. I'm to meet her at O'Hare, and we'll be taking the shuttle back to the hotel. Unfortunately, I cannot go within the terminal she arrives from because I do not have a ticket, and the way it appears, the instant she clears customs, she is in the parking lot. What a nightmare. Now I've got to figure out a meeting place.
Considering O'Hare, this may take up until the last possible minute that I have to synchronize this meeting place with her to figure it out.
...I really hate O'Hare. But O'Hare will not daunt me now. Hyunsil will be waiting for me in almost 2 weeks. I will kick security in the nuts to meet up with her if needs be.
***********DISCLAIMER: I AM NOT A TERRORIST. KTHXBYE***********
February 1st, I leave for Chicago. I know that isn't a huge thing in normal terms. For me, however, this trip will be monumental.
Why? Because on February 2nd, Hyunsil will be joining me there.
Yes, you heard me right. I know I've said me and Hyunsil are meeting up several times in the past, but this time it is for sure. She has bought her plane ticket here. She has her Visa. We have arranged the hotel room and bought train tickets back to Indianapolis. It is 100% certain that she is coming.
And yes, she is coming to stay with me for a while. And we are headed back to So. ILL for a little bit too. It's completely official.
She arrives on the 2nd, and leaves on the 5th of March. Which gives us a little more than a month together.
Ladies and gentlemen, I am in shock. Like, I have been dreaming of this happening for the longest time, but began to doubt that it would ever come about. Now it's certain that it will. I can't even fathom it.
As for the next couple weeks, I have to deal with the logistical nightmare of planning and plotting this out. I'm pretty much done, but it's still a nightmare. Including one thing I dread more than anything: O'Hare. I'm to meet her at O'Hare, and we'll be taking the shuttle back to the hotel. Unfortunately, I cannot go within the terminal she arrives from because I do not have a ticket, and the way it appears, the instant she clears customs, she is in the parking lot. What a nightmare. Now I've got to figure out a meeting place.
Considering O'Hare, this may take up until the last possible minute that I have to synchronize this meeting place with her to figure it out.
...I really hate O'Hare. But O'Hare will not daunt me now. Hyunsil will be waiting for me in almost 2 weeks. I will kick security in the nuts to meet up with her if needs be.
***********DISCLAIMER: I AM NOT A TERRORIST. KTHXBYE***********
Sunday, January 14, 2007
The Verizon Files: Google!
I have had calls that made me lose my composure on the phone before. I have literally crushed Tylenol bottles beyond the point of recognition during calls, because I knew if I took my aggression out on said bottle, I wouldn't take it out on the customer. I'm a scrawny guy, with very little muscle mass, so for me to crush a Tylenol bottle is a feat in itself.
Unfortunately, there's some calls that go longer than it took for me to squeeze a Tylenol bottle to oblivion, and thus, take some of the brunt of my agitation at that point. This guy is a poster boy for these kind of moments.
I had this guy on the line, and had to put his username and password into his modem. Seems simple right? WRONG! This guy is getting a bad IP. I know this because whenever he tries to pull a webpage, it says "Unable to access the Verizon network." But, for the sake of putting it in my notes, I have to prove he has a bad IP.
To do this, we have to pull up a page in the modem. To do this, at the top of EVERY FREAKING PAGE in the modem, there is the following menu:
Westell Logo---Home----Status----Configuration----Troubleshooting----Help
And when you pull down the Status menu, it shows as above, but with Connection Summary and About underneath Status. We're going to go to Connection Summary. Sounds easy?
...here is the conversation that ensued.
Me: Sir, are we back at the Westell page?
Customer: Yes.
Me: Ok, please click on Status, and then Connection Summary.
Customer: Where is that at?
Me: It's at the top of the Westell page.
Customer: I don't see it.
Me: Scroll up to the top of the Westell page.
Customer: Ok. (Fake scrolls up I think)
Me: Do you see the Westell logo?
Customer: No! I don't see it! Can you be more specific?
Me: Look at the top of your page in Internet Explorer, and please tell me what you see.
Customer: Wirespeed Dual Connect - Microsoft Internet Explorer
Me: ....Sir, that is the title bar of Internet Explorer.
Customer: No it's not.
Me: Yes it is.
Customer: No, no, no.
Me: Yes, yes, yes.
Customer: No, I am looking at the top of Internet Explorer like you said.
Me: No sir, I said the top of the page in your Internet Explorer, not the top of your screen.
Customer: Can you please be more specific?
Me: Fine. Look at the very top of the screen. Do you see where it says Wirespeed Dual Connect?
Customer: Yes.
Me: Great. Do you see below that File, Edit, View, Favorites, Tools and Help?
Customer: Yes.
Me: Great. Do you see below that Back, Forward, Stop, Refresh, and Home?
Customer: Yes.
Me: Great. Do you see the address bar below that?
Customer: Yes.
Me: And below that do you see the Westell logo, then, Status, Configuration, Troubleshooting, and Help?
Customer: NO!
Me: ...What do you see then?
Customer: GOOGLE!
Me: ...Google?
Customer: Yeah. Google Links, Google Mail, Google Popups, Google Search...
Me: ...Sir, that's a toolbar.
Customer: Yeah. What do you want me to click? Google Links? Ok I'll click--
Me: No! Don't click anything.
Customer: Ok, I'll click on Goo--
Me: NO! DON'T CLICK ON GOOGLE!
Customer: But google...
Me: NO! FORGET GOOGLE! WE DON'T NEED GOOGLE! WE'RE NOT EVEN ONLINE RIGHT NOW, SO HOW CAN YOU DO ANYTHING WITH GOOGLE! FOR RIGHT NOW, FOR THE LOVE OF GOD, FORGET THAT GOOGLE EVEN EXISTS!
Customer: ...Ok.
Me: Below your Google toolbar...
Customer: But you said forget Google...
Me: Shut up. Below the toolbar, do you see the Westell logo, Home, Status, Configuration, Troubleshooting, and Help?
Customer: NO! Can you be more specific?
Me: It doesn't get more specific than that.
Customer: It has to.
Me: Please hold.
Customer: Ok.
*After I wipe the tears from my eyes, I decide to find the direct URL to that page in my notes*
Me: Ok, sir, type this in on the address bar please. *give full URL*
Customer: Ok.
Me: Where did it take you?
Customer: Nowhere.
Me: Did you hit enter?
Customer: No.
Me: Hit enter please.
Customer: Ok.
Me: Now, where did it take you?
Customer: Page cannot be displayed.
Me: Oh, for God's sake. Hit Back.
Customer: Ok.
Me: Now, do you see that menu?
Customer: No.
Me: Hit F5 on your keyboard. (For those of you who don't know, F5 is a shortcut to Refresh)
Customer: Ok.
Me: Now do you see the Westell menu?
Customer: Yes.
Me: Thanks, genious. You wasted 20 minutes on something that could've been solved by scrolling up.
And there you have it.
Unfortunately, there's some calls that go longer than it took for me to squeeze a Tylenol bottle to oblivion, and thus, take some of the brunt of my agitation at that point. This guy is a poster boy for these kind of moments.
I had this guy on the line, and had to put his username and password into his modem. Seems simple right? WRONG! This guy is getting a bad IP. I know this because whenever he tries to pull a webpage, it says "Unable to access the Verizon network." But, for the sake of putting it in my notes, I have to prove he has a bad IP.
To do this, we have to pull up a page in the modem. To do this, at the top of EVERY FREAKING PAGE in the modem, there is the following menu:
Westell Logo---Home----Status----Configuration----Troubleshooting----Help
And when you pull down the Status menu, it shows as above, but with Connection Summary and About underneath Status. We're going to go to Connection Summary. Sounds easy?
...here is the conversation that ensued.
Me: Sir, are we back at the Westell page?
Customer: Yes.
Me: Ok, please click on Status, and then Connection Summary.
Customer: Where is that at?
Me: It's at the top of the Westell page.
Customer: I don't see it.
Me: Scroll up to the top of the Westell page.
Customer: Ok. (Fake scrolls up I think)
Me: Do you see the Westell logo?
Customer: No! I don't see it! Can you be more specific?
Me: Look at the top of your page in Internet Explorer, and please tell me what you see.
Customer: Wirespeed Dual Connect - Microsoft Internet Explorer
Me: ....Sir, that is the title bar of Internet Explorer.
Customer: No it's not.
Me: Yes it is.
Customer: No, no, no.
Me: Yes, yes, yes.
Customer: No, I am looking at the top of Internet Explorer like you said.
Me: No sir, I said the top of the page in your Internet Explorer, not the top of your screen.
Customer: Can you please be more specific?
Me: Fine. Look at the very top of the screen. Do you see where it says Wirespeed Dual Connect?
Customer: Yes.
Me: Great. Do you see below that File, Edit, View, Favorites, Tools and Help?
Customer: Yes.
Me: Great. Do you see below that Back, Forward, Stop, Refresh, and Home?
Customer: Yes.
Me: Great. Do you see the address bar below that?
Customer: Yes.
Me: And below that do you see the Westell logo, then, Status, Configuration, Troubleshooting, and Help?
Customer: NO!
Me: ...What do you see then?
Customer: GOOGLE!
Me: ...Google?
Customer: Yeah. Google Links, Google Mail, Google Popups, Google Search...
Me: ...Sir, that's a toolbar.
Customer: Yeah. What do you want me to click? Google Links? Ok I'll click--
Me: No! Don't click anything.
Customer: Ok, I'll click on Goo--
Me: NO! DON'T CLICK ON GOOGLE!
Customer: But google...
Me: NO! FORGET GOOGLE! WE DON'T NEED GOOGLE! WE'RE NOT EVEN ONLINE RIGHT NOW, SO HOW CAN YOU DO ANYTHING WITH GOOGLE! FOR RIGHT NOW, FOR THE LOVE OF GOD, FORGET THAT GOOGLE EVEN EXISTS!
Customer: ...Ok.
Me: Below your Google toolbar...
Customer: But you said forget Google...
Me: Shut up. Below the toolbar, do you see the Westell logo, Home, Status, Configuration, Troubleshooting, and Help?
Customer: NO! Can you be more specific?
Me: It doesn't get more specific than that.
Customer: It has to.
Me: Please hold.
Customer: Ok.
*After I wipe the tears from my eyes, I decide to find the direct URL to that page in my notes*
Me: Ok, sir, type this in on the address bar please. *give full URL*
Customer: Ok.
Me: Where did it take you?
Customer: Nowhere.
Me: Did you hit enter?
Customer: No.
Me: Hit enter please.
Customer: Ok.
Me: Now, where did it take you?
Customer: Page cannot be displayed.
Me: Oh, for God's sake. Hit Back.
Customer: Ok.
Me: Now, do you see that menu?
Customer: No.
Me: Hit F5 on your keyboard. (For those of you who don't know, F5 is a shortcut to Refresh)
Customer: Ok.
Me: Now do you see the Westell menu?
Customer: Yes.
Me: Thanks, genious. You wasted 20 minutes on something that could've been solved by scrolling up.
And there you have it.
Saturday, January 13, 2007
The Verizon Files: Them Ain't Lice!
My first week out of Tank was very interesting, to say the least. Some of it can be contributed to the fact that I still was going into calls blind, and how no clue for the most part, what I was doing. However, I can state for a fact that most of it was due to the following call.
You would think that having lived in Southern Illinois my whole life would have desensitized me to redneck activity. However, in all my days of living there, never has anyone fallen under the redneck stereotype in my opinion more than this caller: a women living with her mother and her three children in North Carolina.
Thick Southern accent aside, every statement that came out of her mouth drove the stereotype further and further home for me. After she explained that she couldn't get online, she then accused her Momma of doing it: "She knows nothin bout them computers. All she does is play them there online games. I went and done got some computer learnin books at the Wal-Mart for her, and she went mad and said, 'I don't need them there learnin books to learn how to use that dern computer; all I want to do is play my online games.' She loves them there online games..."
I'll take Infamous Grammar Police Raids for $1000, Alex.
As I'm begin to ask her about her equipment so that I can start helping her fix this, I hear her scream into the other room, to her kids, the following statement: "THEM AIN'T LICE!"
If there was a moment where I thought I could not be hearing what I thought I was hearing, and just didn't want to ask if I WAS hearing what I thought I was hearing, this was it. However, she felt the necessity to clarify that she said exactly what I thought I heard, and WHY SHE SAID IT:
"Those damned kids in there were picking at that there dog we have, and thought it had lice. They love lice."
I wish to GOD I was not making that last sentence up. She said that, and if I'm lying, I'm dying.
By this time, I have her on mute laughing at her, taking breathers, and help her fix her connection. I figured this was the worst this call could possibly get. But just when I assumed that, she proved that she could continue to shock and amaze.
I took her into her modem's setup page to type in her user ID and a temporary password. The user ID, which she doesn't know, because it's different than her username, ends in Zero. You know, 0. I even told her as I gave her the password, "The number Zero."
Well, when I tried to take her to Verizon's homepage to change her password, it gave us an error. So, I had to go back into the modem to confirm what I already knew: she typed the user ID in wrong. I have her read back the user ID to me, and that Zero has magically changed into an O. Which, it's an honest mistake, people do it all the time. However, what was then said between us, is NOT an honest mistake.
Me: Ma'am, that last character is a Zero, not an O.
Her: Oh, you mean the NUMBER Zero!
Me: ..................Yes. As opposed to the NEW alphabet that's going around where the letter C is now written as 758349, this is a numerical Zero.
If the South would've won...
You would think that having lived in Southern Illinois my whole life would have desensitized me to redneck activity. However, in all my days of living there, never has anyone fallen under the redneck stereotype in my opinion more than this caller: a women living with her mother and her three children in North Carolina.
Thick Southern accent aside, every statement that came out of her mouth drove the stereotype further and further home for me. After she explained that she couldn't get online, she then accused her Momma of doing it: "She knows nothin bout them computers. All she does is play them there online games. I went and done got some computer learnin books at the Wal-Mart for her, and she went mad and said, 'I don't need them there learnin books to learn how to use that dern computer; all I want to do is play my online games.' She loves them there online games..."
I'll take Infamous Grammar Police Raids for $1000, Alex.
As I'm begin to ask her about her equipment so that I can start helping her fix this, I hear her scream into the other room, to her kids, the following statement: "THEM AIN'T LICE!"
If there was a moment where I thought I could not be hearing what I thought I was hearing, and just didn't want to ask if I WAS hearing what I thought I was hearing, this was it. However, she felt the necessity to clarify that she said exactly what I thought I heard, and WHY SHE SAID IT:
"Those damned kids in there were picking at that there dog we have, and thought it had lice. They love lice."
I wish to GOD I was not making that last sentence up. She said that, and if I'm lying, I'm dying.
By this time, I have her on mute laughing at her, taking breathers, and help her fix her connection. I figured this was the worst this call could possibly get. But just when I assumed that, she proved that she could continue to shock and amaze.
I took her into her modem's setup page to type in her user ID and a temporary password. The user ID, which she doesn't know, because it's different than her username, ends in Zero. You know, 0. I even told her as I gave her the password, "The number Zero."
Well, when I tried to take her to Verizon's homepage to change her password, it gave us an error. So, I had to go back into the modem to confirm what I already knew: she typed the user ID in wrong. I have her read back the user ID to me, and that Zero has magically changed into an O. Which, it's an honest mistake, people do it all the time. However, what was then said between us, is NOT an honest mistake.
Me: Ma'am, that last character is a Zero, not an O.
Her: Oh, you mean the NUMBER Zero!
Me: ..................Yes. As opposed to the NEW alphabet that's going around where the letter C is now written as 758349, this is a numerical Zero.
If the South would've won...
Wednesday, January 03, 2007
I guess it's time for an annual survey.
I think I did this one before. I'm not sure. I don't remember whether I did or not. If I did, oh well, I'm doing it again. And then I'll just compare answers from the last time.
Name: Corey
Siblings By Blood: none
Brothers: none
Sisters: none
Eye color: dark brown
Shoe size: 10 1/2
Height: 5'9"
Innie or Outie: innie
What are you wearing right now?: boxer shorts
Where do you live?: Indianapolis
Righty or lefty: righty.
Best place to go for a first date: to a nice restaurant followed by a walk (if it's warm out)
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Favorites
Number: 147
Boys Name: adam
Girls Name: katrina
Drink: propel fitness water or barq's root beer
Month: April
Juice: orange juice
Breakfast: Cereal bars
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Have You Ever..
Smoked: yes
Bungee jumped: no
Made yourself throw-up: no
Gone skinny dipping: no
Loved somebody so much it made you cry: Yes
Broken a bone: Yes, my toe twice, once playing hackeysack, and once playing poker (believe me, don't ask)
Played Truth or Dare: yes
Been in a police car: no
Came close to dying: yes, seriously, yes, i almost died in '03.
Been in a sauna: no
Been in a hot tub: yes
Swam in the ocean: no
Fallen asleep in school: School = sleep
Broken someone's heart: I don't know.
Cried when someone died: Yes.
Cried in school: Yeah, that was a horrible day.
Fell off your chair: Countless times.
Sat by the phone all night waiting for someone to call: Yes
Saved AIM conversation: I save the all.
Saved e-mails: I'm an e-mail packrat thanks to Gmail.
Made out with just a friend: no.
Been cheated on: Yes, but I had found out AFTER we broke up, so it didn't phase me too much.
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What is...
What's your room like: like a basement or something
What is beside you: water, tissues, and food.
What is the last thing you ate: chicken soup
What kind of shampoo do you use: whatever's in the shower
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Ever Had...
Chicken pox: nope
Sore throat: yeah, right now.
Stitches: yes
Broken nose: technically
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Do You...
Believe in love at first sight: No
Like picnics: Yes
Like school: No
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Questions:
Who was the last person you called: Cat
Who was the last person you danced with: wow, that's been a long time...i seriously have no clue.
Who makes you smile: hyunsil
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Who...
Did you last yell at: some donk in 3-6 razz, but he didn't know it.
Broke your heart last: Cat
Told you they loved you last? Grandma
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Do you like filling these out: meh...
Do you wear contact lenses or glasses: neither
Do you like yourself: sometimes
get along with your family?: sometimes
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What are you listening to right now: my humidifier
What did you do yesterday?: nothing.
Hated someone in your family: i hate my dad with a passion
What car do you wish to have: bmw z3
Where do you want to get married: someplace beautiful, doesn't really matter.
Good driver: yes, my Saturn wrecked itself.
Good singer: i'm a good screamer
Diamond or pearl: diamond
Indoor or outdoor: indoor
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Today did you...
1. Talk to someone you liked: yes
2. Buy something: yes
3. Get sick: yes
4. Sing: no
5. Talked to an ex: no
6. Miss someone: Yes
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Last person who....
10. Was in your bed?: me
11. Saw you cry: mom
12. Made you cry: Cat
13. Went to the movies with: Jake, Caleb and Ashley
14. You went to the mall with: mom
16. Ever been in a fight with your pet: when i had to put nametags on them
17. Been to California: no
18. Been to Mexico: no
19. Been to Canada: no
20. Been to Africa: no
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Random.....
21. Who was your first celebrity crush: Dolly Parton (sad, right?)
22. What books are you reading now: Ace on the River, Sklansky on Poker
23. Best feeling in the world: Going deep in a huge tourney for a sum of money that makes a difference to you.
24. Future KIDS names: not sure
25. Do you sleep with a stuffed animal: no
26. What's under your bed: nothing
27. Favorite sport to watch: hockey
28. Favorite location?: I'll go out on a limb and say Vegas.
29. Piercing/Tattoos: Neither
32. Who do you really hate?: my dad, jamie gold, kelis
33. Do you have a job?: not exactly
35. Have you ever liked someone you didn't have a chance with? yes
37. Are you lonely right now: yes
38. Song that's stuck in your head right now: woman by wolmother
39. Have you ever played strip poker: yes, but no one wanted to play with me
40. Have you ever gotten beat up: yes
43. Have you ever been in a mosh-pit: yes
44. Ever liked someone but thought they'd never noticed you? yes
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random
What's the first thing you notice about the opposite sex?: their face
Your Favorite Food?: pasta & korean food (rock the bulgogi)
Have you ever cried for no reason?: yes
Hugs or kisses?: kisses.
Butter, Plain or Salted popcorn?: butter
Favorite Flower?: red roses
Have you ever fired a gun?: yes
Do you like to travel by plane as opposed to car?: car
How many pillows do you sleep with: one, sometimes two.
Name: Corey
Siblings By Blood: none
Brothers: none
Sisters: none
Eye color: dark brown
Shoe size: 10 1/2
Height: 5'9"
Innie or Outie: innie
What are you wearing right now?: boxer shorts
Where do you live?: Indianapolis
Righty or lefty: righty.
Best place to go for a first date: to a nice restaurant followed by a walk (if it's warm out)
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Favorites
Number: 147
Boys Name: adam
Girls Name: katrina
Drink: propel fitness water or barq's root beer
Month: April
Juice: orange juice
Breakfast: Cereal bars
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Have You Ever..
Smoked: yes
Bungee jumped: no
Made yourself throw-up: no
Gone skinny dipping: no
Loved somebody so much it made you cry: Yes
Broken a bone: Yes, my toe twice, once playing hackeysack, and once playing poker (believe me, don't ask)
Played Truth or Dare: yes
Been in a police car: no
Came close to dying: yes, seriously, yes, i almost died in '03.
Been in a sauna: no
Been in a hot tub: yes
Swam in the ocean: no
Fallen asleep in school: School = sleep
Broken someone's heart: I don't know.
Cried when someone died: Yes.
Cried in school: Yeah, that was a horrible day.
Fell off your chair: Countless times.
Sat by the phone all night waiting for someone to call: Yes
Saved AIM conversation: I save the all.
Saved e-mails: I'm an e-mail packrat thanks to Gmail.
Made out with just a friend: no.
Been cheated on: Yes, but I had found out AFTER we broke up, so it didn't phase me too much.
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What is...
What's your room like: like a basement or something
What is beside you: water, tissues, and food.
What is the last thing you ate: chicken soup
What kind of shampoo do you use: whatever's in the shower
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Ever Had...
Chicken pox: nope
Sore throat: yeah, right now.
Stitches: yes
Broken nose: technically
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Do You...
Believe in love at first sight: No
Like picnics: Yes
Like school: No
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Questions:
Who was the last person you called: Cat
Who was the last person you danced with: wow, that's been a long time...i seriously have no clue.
Who makes you smile: hyunsil
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Who...
Did you last yell at: some donk in 3-6 razz, but he didn't know it.
Broke your heart last: Cat
Told you they loved you last? Grandma
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Do you like filling these out: meh...
Do you wear contact lenses or glasses: neither
Do you like yourself: sometimes
get along with your family?: sometimes
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What are you listening to right now: my humidifier
What did you do yesterday?: nothing.
Hated someone in your family: i hate my dad with a passion
What car do you wish to have: bmw z3
Where do you want to get married: someplace beautiful, doesn't really matter.
Good driver: yes, my Saturn wrecked itself.
Good singer: i'm a good screamer
Diamond or pearl: diamond
Indoor or outdoor: indoor
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Today did you...
1. Talk to someone you liked: yes
2. Buy something: yes
3. Get sick: yes
4. Sing: no
5. Talked to an ex: no
6. Miss someone: Yes
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Last person who....
10. Was in your bed?: me
11. Saw you cry: mom
12. Made you cry: Cat
13. Went to the movies with: Jake, Caleb and Ashley
14. You went to the mall with: mom
16. Ever been in a fight with your pet: when i had to put nametags on them
17. Been to California: no
18. Been to Mexico: no
19. Been to Canada: no
20. Been to Africa: no
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Random.....
21. Who was your first celebrity crush: Dolly Parton (sad, right?)
22. What books are you reading now: Ace on the River, Sklansky on Poker
23. Best feeling in the world: Going deep in a huge tourney for a sum of money that makes a difference to you.
24. Future KIDS names: not sure
25. Do you sleep with a stuffed animal: no
26. What's under your bed: nothing
27. Favorite sport to watch: hockey
28. Favorite location?: I'll go out on a limb and say Vegas.
29. Piercing/Tattoos: Neither
32. Who do you really hate?: my dad, jamie gold, kelis
33. Do you have a job?: not exactly
35. Have you ever liked someone you didn't have a chance with? yes
37. Are you lonely right now: yes
38. Song that's stuck in your head right now: woman by wolmother
39. Have you ever played strip poker: yes, but no one wanted to play with me
40. Have you ever gotten beat up: yes
43. Have you ever been in a mosh-pit: yes
44. Ever liked someone but thought they'd never noticed you? yes
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random
What's the first thing you notice about the opposite sex?: their face
Your Favorite Food?: pasta & korean food (rock the bulgogi)
Have you ever cried for no reason?: yes
Hugs or kisses?: kisses.
Butter, Plain or Salted popcorn?: butter
Favorite Flower?: red roses
Have you ever fired a gun?: yes
Do you like to travel by plane as opposed to car?: car
How many pillows do you sleep with: one, sometimes two.
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