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Idiot of the Day
Picnic, mountains and Beach
Apr 10th
On Thursday it was the Chopsticks Committee picnic. I over calculated my shopping duration and finished shopping at around 11:30, the picnic was at 1:30. I had bought Brie Cheese, sun-dried tomatoes, Hungarian salami, French onion dip, water crackers, strawberries and a pack of crunchies. It totalled $30.
I got to Circular Quay at around 12:30, one hour early, and as far as I know not many people have a problem with people turning up early, so I decided to bum around the Quay. Walked down the shoreline and decided to sit under the Opera House. The hour went by surprisingly quickly, I don’t remember what I was thinking about but having music definitely helps.
Caught up with other peeps at around 1:30, went shopping again for more food, and then walked down to Royal Botanical Gardens for a nice picnic. The cheese was well received
I still ate most of it though. For the rest of the arvo we mostly asked each other riddles and explaining “creepy” events. Quite an interesting picnic.
Later I went up to the mountains, train ride went by pretty quickly. What can I say? Talking to people usually make things a bit faster. I probably still have like $100 bucks left on my cap. The mountains was noticeably chillier but it was nice. The view of the night sky was AMAZING. Sooo many stars. Although still not as great as the view in Tasmania. I want to go back there.
Played two games of dota with the crew, did a lot of facebooking and shouted dinner for everybody since I am ever so nice and loaded.
I’m skimming through a lot of the events since there’s only one thing I want to talk about haha so just bare with me.
Next day, got up at 10:30 feeling quite disgusting, since I had just slept in the same bed that Sam was conceived in and maybe the fact that I haven’t showered. Hopped on a train to go to the city and revisit Coogee beach.
The anime society from USYD, UNSW and Macquarie were throwing a joint beach event which lasts the entire day. You’d think that you would put down a contact number for people to call in case say they decided to attend half-way through? Nope. We got to the beach and saw nothing resembling anime. After an hour or so of searching, finally got in contact with one of the society members and found a group of asians finishing up on some sort of mini-game. After that it was pretty fun, swam in the ocean and by swam I mean splashed and by splashed I mean waded and by waded I mean soaking our feet in the water and then screaming as soon as a big “wave” came at least that’s what the girls did.
One thing pissed me off though. (Here comes the bitchin’)
A trio of Asian guys were walking towards us and I can’t remember who initiated the conversation but it went something like this:
Me: Hi! Haaaaaaaaaaaaaave you met Jade?
Jade: Hi my name is Jade! What are your names?
Guy 1: I don’t think I want to tell you my name.
Me: *thinking: what the fuck? are you serious?*
Guy 1: Just joking, my name is William
Guy 2: You got that from How I met your mother.
Me: Yes, I’m quite a big fan
Guy 2: I’m Barney, but you’re no Barney
Me: Pfft, sure I’m Barney, I’m standing here with these ladies *does hand gesture presenting the three ladies standing next to me* whilst you’re with 2 guys.
Guy 2: Yeah, but you’re gay.
I literally stood there shocked beyond belief that there exists someone that socially retarded in this world. How old is this guy? Are you still in primary school? What a fucking tool.
That’s more or less it. After that short exchange, they sorta just left. Meh. Retards.
Um, more or less had dinner at the Chinatown night markets. I feel so unhealthy right now. The people are all so rude. But surprisingly there’s a lot of ABCs serving behind the counters now who are usually a lot nicer.
I’m also practising to smile at random strangers…and by strangers I mean girls. Just to see what their reactions are. I find that when you catch the gaze of some random usually it’s “awkward” and you look away but what if you continued on the gaze? Might get interesting. I sorta stared and smiled at this counter girl from one of the night market stalls and she looked away and gave an embarrassed smile, or perhaps I’m just imagining shit and actually extremely retarded. Most likely the latter. See? I don’t have a big ego.
Went to K afterwards. God I’ve been going to K for like every week for the past 3 weeks. WTF. That’s like a record.
I have a tendency to copy phrases/actions of those I hang around. I have copied people’s laughs in the past. I copied the ego off a workmate. And now with my newly founded friends I’ve copied the term “AMAZING” and also “very good” but I only seem to use the term “amazing” frequently. Yes, I have no originality. I fuse other people’s uniqueness to form this ball of wtfness.
Gah I’m so tired. What else do I have to say?
Oh yes.
My life has a soundtrack. Guess which track it’s playing.
Idiot of the Day
Nov 28th
I’m not racist…it’s just that Indians are the most frustrating people to talk to when it comes to tech support. It may be a bit too harsh to call him idiot…but it was just so frustrating talking to him. He wanted a password reset done on his account. Here is what happened:
Me: Have you ever done a password reset before?
Him: Yes
Me: When did you reset it?
Him: Last Friday
Me: You might have to reset it again, go to <reset.domain.com> to reset your password
Him: Okay…just a second
Me: Okay…have you been to this site before?
Him: No
Me: That means you’ve NEVER reset your password before. Log in to that website
Him: The page isn’t working
Me: What url did you type in?
Him: h-t-t-p-:-/-/-search.live…
Me: Okay…I’m not asking for the url that’s currently displayed…what was the url that YOU typed in?
Him: h-t-t-p-:-/-/-search.live…
Me: Okay okay…that is the URL that’s currently displayed…what is the url that you typed in? Was it reset.domain.com?
Him: Yes
Me: r-e-s-e-t.domain.com
Him: Yes
Me: Okay…why don’t we do a netmeeting
Him: Okay…netmeeting doesn’t work…it’s not configured on this machine…
Me: Then configure it…
Him: Okay…my IP address is xx.1xx.xx.xx
Me: Is it xx.1xx.xx.xx? [I repeated it number by number]
Him: Yes
~Obviously it doesn’t work
Me: Can you repeat your IP address again?
Him: xx.xx.xx.xx
Me: [sigh]
After finally gaining access to his computer I find that he typed in resetdomain.com
UBER SIGH
Idiot of the day
Oct 31st
From today I will be posting idiots that call up. Now remember, these people are not regular customers. These are employees at the company I work at (biggest networking company in the world…hint hint) and it amazes me that they are hired.
This one guy decided to email some personal documents to his email address. He doesn’t bother checking to see if they arrived or not and then DELETES the attachments off his computer. He has not done a backup or thought about putting it onto a removeable disk. I told him to check his Sent Box and he tells me that he was having Quota issues and DELETED the emails in his Sent Box.
EPIC FAIL