Friday, August 22, 2003

My Mom is a Pepsi hog.
My boss did up a forecast of upcoming sales orders this morning. We have over $1,000,000 worth of projects on our roster to do. I took a little closer look at the data and that million dollars is almost exclusively the large, municipal projects that I'm working on. A million dollars. That is an imposing, and impressive total. I'm kind of in awe right now.

Toodles!
I don't think this has ever happened before. I came to work this morning, logged on, and I had no Hotmail in my inbox. No spam, nothing. My Inbox was empty. Its almost eerie.

Toodles!

Thursday, August 21, 2003

I have to wonder about something. Does there maybe need to be a minimum competence level before you qualify for protection under the law? I don't mean in general intelligence measurements, but in general competence. Can you take care of yourself, and not make yourself a burden on others. In specific I'm talking about stupid people. Those people that say and do things that are some incredibly nonsensical that it makes your shake your head, like you've got water in your ears. Do these people really deserve to be protected by the covenant of law?

Really, should the idiot that walks out into the middle of a crowded downtown street, at lunch time, deserve the right to sue a driver for hitting him? I don't think he should, but we give him that opportunity. The person that goes into the store and says, I want the biggest one you've got, but I only wanna pay have the sticker price. If they then stand there and argue with you about it, are they truly worthy of their free speech? The jackass who cuts you off in traffic, and then slams on the brakes in front of you, does he really deserve protection from your desire to get out of the vehicle and pummel him?

There are so many stupid in the world. So many stupid people, doing such ingloriously stupid things. It boggles my mind, and then makes it hurt. Some days I just can't stand it. I get mad. I wanna smack my own face into the wall until the blunt trauma hurts worse than the pain of trying to understand.

I could say something really hateful about someone I had to deal with today, but in the name of discretion I will refrain. Suffice it to say, they are stupid.

Toodles.

Wednesday, August 20, 2003

I just had a freaky moment. My boss comes into my office and says to me, there's a supplier out there that is trying to sell a package for $30,000 less than ours, on this job that I really want. My heart dropped into my stomach when I heard that. I kinda had my heart set on getting the job in question, because its a bigger scaled system than some of the others I've been doing lately. Most of the jobs that we've gotten recently have be in the 20-40 USgpm range. This one would be 100 USgpm. I really have my heart set on this project. I would like some plants with a little more size, just to add a touch of prestige to the roster we have lined up. A town at 100 USgpm is a little more impressive than an Indian reserve at 20 USgpm. Plus, when you talk about it, people generally know where a town is, whereas most reserves are unheard of.

So I have a panic attack when my boss tells me this other company is shopping their design around. However, the story continues, and apparently their design is not, apples to apples. My boss phones the design engineer, to just get a sense of what his take is, on this new, potential supplier. I guess the design engineer said the new bidder was up a rope, because they had not requested 'approved equal' status from him, beforehand, so at this point, they would not be accepted. They could come in at $1 and they wouldn't get accepted. Our unit will be the one that is supplied to the town.

That is a big sigh of relief. I could probably find $30,000 in our price to slash, but it wouldn't be easy, and the profit margin on the job would be much lower. I'm glad I don't have to do it. However, it has made me a little more wary about submitting designs and prices to engineers, this one in particular. Apparently this engineer is going to take our designs, as presented, and make them his specification. That's a little unusual for me, as its usually us requesting equal status to a USFilter model. Another thing learned.

Thanks for listening. Toodles!

Tuesday, August 19, 2003

I was gonna blog about my cast but something else pissed me off.

What the hell is the deal with the MSN.com site? If I wanted to do a search, I'd load a search engine. Don't put my damn cursor in the search box, when I'm trying to type in a web address. I KNOW where I want to go, I don't need any help. Another quality product, brought to us by Microsoft. Idiots!

Monday, August 18, 2003

I'm really hoping that one of these days I'm going to learn my lesson. After how many years of using the computer, and knowing the quirks and peculiarities of each program, you'd think I'd have developed a strategy. But no, I continue to bumble along in the same, ah shucks I'm a dope, mode that I always do.

I forgot to save. Again. For the, how many times is it now, time? I'm getting a little tired of this. I could rant and rave, and rail against AutoDesk and the way they have their program conditioned. But in the end, the fault is mine, for not keeping track of whether I'd made worthwhile changes to the drawing I was working on. So again, I did a bunch of stuff, printed it, then forgot I hadn't saved, and said no to, save my changes, when the dialog box came up after I tried to close after the print function. I'm thoroughly pissed off, and not sure where I'm going to find the time to fix this mistake.

I'd really like to spend the next hour swearing.