Tuesday, April 18, 2006

Must scream...or something...



So I've been applying online for a few positions so I can get out of this clusterfuck they call the hospital where I work. So far I've gotten back three responses telling me that either I haven't filled in a certain section section properly, I need to provide more info, or that they couldn't pull up my resume in the format I used. WTF?!?! The format I'm using is one of the most common, not to mention the only word processing software I have. The other problems are because their site won't let me get any further! Bastards! I've removed any and all pop-up blockers and it just won't let me go further. I'm not an idiot, I can handle filling out an application for shit's sake!

This is just plain old pissing me off. I'm trying to make things better and it just seems to be getting harder and harder. These emails from the prospective employers were kind of a hard thing to wake up to today. I hate being reminded that I'm slamming headlong into brick walls on a regular basis. It's a good thing I'm not really the suicidal type considering that Pittsburgh is second only to Venice in the number of bridges from which I could fling myself. I'd say I'm more the homocidal type - fear for the others, would ya'?

Alright, off to bang my head on the wall some more. Anyone got a helmet?

18 comments:

anne said...

Take a break. And go back to it when you've completely calmed down. Honestly, it worked for me.
If all else fails, come to Paris, we have a few bridges too... ;)

jarvenpa said...

Do you have your little lop earred bunny handy? Hug it. Breathe.

I hate this sort of thing myself (and am cyber challenged, so I simply sit and whimper a while--fortunately my oldest son is in the computer business, and has a calming influence).

Reluctant Nomad said...

Don't bang your head on a brick wall as you may land up in A&E at that clusterfuck hospital you hate! :-)

Things will eventually come right, I'm sure.

Anonymous said...

Here is my suggestion:

#1 Take an inventory of nearby objects.

#2 Identify the least valuable object(monetary, sentimental, or otherwise).

#3 Smash the shit out it.

LiVEwiRe said...

Anne - I'm working on the calming down part, I'm sure it'll help. Yeah, you have bridges and a nifty tower there...

Jarvenpa - Unfortunately, someone bought my bunny before I could! (WAH!) Maybe your son could wave a wand and 'computer cooperation' would magically occur for me?

Nomad - Oh shit... I never thought of that! Ok - not going to bang the head! =) And btw, I used the link you sent for that medical show... yep, it's pretty accurate...lol.

Jason - I'm taking an inventory as I type. You do know this may seriously decrease the number of items I own, right?

whatalotoffun said...

They say things happen for a reason that one of my motos of life. Maybe you will feel better if you just scream your lungs out and then count to 10 take a big breath and start again. Good luck hope everything turns out ok.

Stacy The Peanut Queen said...

I'd have to walk away, smoke a cigarette, maybe have a shot of rum, then try it again. :)

kyknoord said...

You do realise that wearing a helmet while banging your head against the wall kind of defeats the purpose of the exercise.

Meadow said...

*hugs*

Hang in there, girlie.

Terri said...

Well if you go the homocidal route you could end up in a padded cell... that way you could continue to bang your head against the wall as long as you like without needing a helmet.

Tones And Echoes said...

This simple world can kill us! No Doubt!

I could swear (or is it just me?) that so many people are feeling this way. Usually springtime is full of excitement and the promise of newness and new life but is it just me or is everyone a bit more frustrated this year (I know, certainly, that I am)?

Technological experiences are at the heart of some of it, I think. I find my head in my hands each time I try to do a relatively simple task, because they want me to remember my first turtle’s name (which of course I made up three years ago and can’t remember now~~because I didn’t have a turtle to name….duh).

I don’t have a helmet but I have a clue. I tend to just back up a lot and start over, being very careful that I do not hit the same response buttons because I know that they have my lengthy life story already and if I can just find the right …. I don’t know….link….then they’ll (the computer brain) forget that they were asking me for another draft of my life story.

LiVEwiRe said...

Whatalotoffun - You know, I believe the same thing. I'm sure if I do some screaming, I'll feel much better, too!

Stacy - Lol... adding rum to the mix sounds like a good plan! =)

Kyknoord - I'll make it a loose fitting helmet so I can feel my head rattle around a bit.

AbNorMal - Thanks hon - I know you are well acquainted with the career stress, too.

Terri - Padded cell... now that doesn't sound too bad. No helmet to mess up my hair...lol.

FrenchIndian - Isn't that the truth?! All the little things just gang up on us. You know, I think I'm noticing alot of people that are uncertain and stressed, too. Or maybe I just make them feel that way... ;) My latest tech experiences sound very similar to yours. And of course, you never find the problem til the end and so much time has been wasted. Ah, the marvels of technology!

Sappho - Glass of wine? I'm ready to slam a straw in the entire bottle and go to town...lol. Think I'll have to find some time to relax this weekend.

mysfit said...

you know - banging your head against the wall burns 150 calories per hour - so bang away, but bubble-wrap it my dear - no, the wall not your head - in one of my apartments we had a section of wall bubble-wrapped with a target that said "bang head here" - it did wonders, trust me

mysfit said...

oh and jason evens, i did just such a thing recently and ended up with three stiches in my hand - not so recommended

{illyria} said...

let's SUE someone. that always makes me feel better. :)

ChittyChittyBangBang! said...

Find someone else and bang his/her head on the wall instead. Works for me!
Oh... and do not forget to wipe off the blood-splatter.

jarvenpa said...

Okay, I will command my eldest son to do long distance magic spells to make all things computer related work perfectly for you.
He will laugh at me, of course.But who is to say there is not magic working through the ether even now.
I'm sorry someone else bought your bunny. I got my daughter (the middle child, as she always sighs) a sort of demonic bunny for Easter: you squeeze it and it giggles and says "hoppy easter!"
Her cats stare at it wide eyed.

LiVEwiRe said...

Mysfit - Good idea!!! I'm off to find bubble wrap. Although wrapping my head would probably get alot of interesting looks...

Transience - Hey, good to see you again! I've never sued anyone; shall we?!

Chitty - That idea is terribly tempting like you have no idea! I'll cover the wall and floor in plastic first; thanks for the tip. =)

Jarvenpa - Hehe, thanks! If you tell him it was my idea, perhaps he'll laugh at me instead of you? As for the bunny, they all have a bit of a demonic streak, so it's not out of character!