Working Man

This afternoon I had an interview with Delphi Delco, which does parts testing for the main Delphi plant in Kokomo. They want a programmer, but their available positions are constantly in flux, so if I can get my foot in the door and start coding, maybe something more interesting will become available.

In case Delphi won't take me on, I plan to submit resumes to ITaP, TCN, and ECN on campus. They probably have everyone they need, but it's worth a shot. If that doesn't work, there's always uninteresting, lower-paying work like Jimmy John's or Walmart. I really don't want to have to go back to McDonald's, that really sucked.

Dictionary Fail

On the Internet, one may find sites full of images of horrible disasters, embarrassing moments, and sheer what-the-crap. These are often tagged as "FAIL" or "You're doing it wrong." I here add my own to the mix. It comes from my idiot dictionary that was issued by the Department of Redundancies Department. Observe its powers of explanation:

I fail at food

Yesterday, I wanted a Choco Taco. So, I put my $1.50 into the vending machine. The mechanism turned... not enough, my tasty treat was still on the shelf, and no amount of shoving the machine would budge it. Because I'm a fool, I decided that a waffle cone shell filled with ice cream, chocolate, and peanuts was worth $3.00 to me, and so put in another $1.50. Now I had TWO huge helpings of fat and sugar fall to the tray below. Nobody was around to give one to, so I ate both of those deliciously decadent delicacies.

I'd seen the ΑΦΩ blood drive in the Union, but I decided I was too lazy to bother donating. When I settled down in a lounge with my confections and my laptop, I got an email from the Indiana Blood Center urging me to donate. "All right, all right, I'm going," and so I did. But my lazy side rebelled all the way. It was nice to share the fun of blood full of sugar and caffeine. Hope some heart patient or diabetic doesn't get mine.

I hate those bright neon-colored bandages they have afterwards; the only colors are bright baby blue, purple, pink, and lime green. They just scream "Look at me, I gave blood. Aren't I special?" ... as I reflect on the hypocrisy of announcing to the Internet at large, where nobody cares, that I gave blood and want to tell people about it. Anyways, I would've been perfectly happy with an ordinary Ace bandage, but nooooooo, the sorority girls would complain that it's "not fashionable."