There was a match.com profile I had canceled in (well I was living in that nice apt ... so 2006 or '7). If you cancel it, they leave it up! Three emails and two ph calls got the match profile torn down.
There were unfortunate comments I made on various BBS's; forgetting that it stays posted forever and something you thought your Clear Channel buddies would laugh @ insidejokesnotwithstanding, these comments could be found upsetting seven yrs l8r to someone who did not know you in 2003 but is looking into your online background.
My MySpace blog was attrocious; I still had 3 quarters left to finish my BS (so im posting under heavy stress, anxiety, running on NO SLEEP and NO FOOD, only the liquid and protein found in Sierra Nevada was keeping me alive...) so that blog was LOADED with massive SPJ ethical violations, and contained language not fit to print - anywhere - any potential employer could google me, find the blog MOVE THE FUCK ON.
*Sigh* 100s of pages ... much of it GREAT writing, but it had to go
MySpace was the hardest to destroy. the account was so old it was tied to chriswelke1@hotmail which no
longer existed! so the request to terminate the account got sent to a
dead email. I must've called MySpace CSRs 10x. I'm so glad its done. It was the RIGHT thing to do. When I signed up (this was 2003 again) at the behest of a good friend who said, it was a "cool way to meet chicks, free! you gotta try it!!"about 50,000 accounts existed (minus shadow, dupe, mirror and alias...that's about 15k ACTUAL PEOPLE) it was a cool app back then. I used to PM back and forth w/ Tom, how cool is that!!
****side note*** my one and only foray into online dating was through MySpace. I had 2 dates, w/ 2 women and failed miserably-the end :).
MySpace paved the way for social networking, but its major design flaw was security. Remember the comments on your main pg? One day I saw a comment from Trevor....said "use this promo code to apply for your NEW PLATINUM Visa etc......" so I PMd: "dude, do you like work for this company now?" he apologized and said some credit card hacks had gotten into his account and posted that to EVERY FRIEND PAGE. Bummer, right? A year later my account posted porn links on friend's pages. I found out by walking into work, having a manager warn me that I'd been hit BAD, a quick stop by a cubicle where a friend from HS had it up...also knew it was BS, but said I needed to call her friend ASAP bcuz a) she called up my co-worker/friend in tears over it and b) I had a loooooong term crush on her friend, who now wanted to know why "Chris would post perverted pictures and links on my page!" BUST!
****side note*** my one and only foray into online dating was through MySpace. I had 2 dates, w/ 2 women and failed miserably-the end :).
MySpace paved the way for social networking, but its major design flaw was security. Remember the comments on your main pg? One day I saw a comment from Trevor....said "use this promo code to apply for your NEW PLATINUM Visa etc......" so I PMd: "dude, do you like work for this company now?" he apologized and said some credit card hacks had gotten into his account and posted that to EVERY FRIEND PAGE. Bummer, right? A year later my account posted porn links on friend's pages. I found out by walking into work, having a manager warn me that I'd been hit BAD, a quick stop by a cubicle where a friend from HS had it up...also knew it was BS, but said I needed to call her friend ASAP bcuz a) she called up my co-worker/friend in tears over it and b) I had a loooooong term crush on her friend, who now wanted to know why "Chris would post perverted pictures and links on my page!" BUST!
Enter Dave Smith who changes circles into squares each day for Northrop Grumman, he makes lots of really good squares, they are always equilateral and his right angles are rarely outside 89.999 degrees and 90.001 degrees (per ISO 9001! and ASQ!... oh yeah!). QC and the Foreman like him.
As a young rapper and composer, Dave wanted to design soundboards for radio, bands, concerts ... all kinds for shit. He was going to have the raddest LP collection on earth, with the coolest tables (that he would also design and build, right down to the needle - and the best mixer/amplifier/board that could make 100s weep @ a wedding or have 100,000 ravers worship him at The Coliseum ... write tracks for Lady Gaga, Alicia Keys, et al.
Today all his equipment is beyond ancient in technology terms. Useless. His G4 wont plugNplay with shit, He learned editing w/ CoolEdit ... cuz that's what ClearChannel was all about back then, and 1 of his references is dead, one is senile and the other is AWOL.
Hmmm... since Dave has a stable job w/ benefits and he lives in the nearby gay secxn of LB. His studio, rent-controlled, is easy to pay for, he only makes $10/hr take-home, but his bf makes $12.50 at Boeing (he changes squares into circles which is more technical, hence the extra $2 + change).
The quaint 1-bdroom runs $1150 per, but with Dave's $1800 and the butch's $2200 there's nearly $1000 left over after rent. that'ss dolla dolla bill y'all!
Dave mentions his dream one morning over Froot Loops and Katie Couric:
"y'know I been thinkin' maybe there is more to life than the Assembly Line @ the LB airport? I mean, the Foreman doesn't know my name - it's been 10 years! I'm the best square-maker they got! And my pay has only gone up to pace inflation. I started in 2001 @$6.50, FFwd to 2011? I make $9.97, no promotions. The bennies are nice, but I have perfect teeth and I get sick like once a year - I have paid $1000's into their pgm and I've taken a sum total of 5 fillings, 1 case of strep, and 2 flu's - one of which was food poisoning because they served us expired shellfish @ the "Employee Appreciation Luncheon."
"Maybe there's something more to life, you know? This be the LBC! There's studios on every corner, I could find a firesale on parts, recycle em into a mixer, some turntbles, write some chords and lay down a beat in Finale or Audacity ... sign up for a open mike night; DJing ... maybe do house parties ... spin a little Cher ...."
BF: "Be realistic Dave, we trade 40 hours of mundacity each week so we we can hit the cool clubs, dine at the trendy bistro's ... next week we're going out with Lindsay Lohan's sister's COUSIN ... and look at this loft! The next tenant will pay $1800. We(you/us) can't just risk it all.
What I was trying to say in that gay-allegory is that ... why do we settle for these jobs that defile our creativity, trap us into things like 401Ks, mortgages, kids and other things that put the brakes on our hopes and dreams and wishes to the point that to our friends, sig others and family - it becomes CRAZY to pursue anything different that your Production Mgr job @ the Widget Factory.
I WANT MORE. I DONT CARE ABOUT SECURITY OR $. THE SAME WISE PERSON TOLD ME THAT. THANKS .... YOU. :)
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