Thursday, July 21, 2005
As clueless as Alicia Silverstone
Yes I work in the mobile industry and should be able to solve this mistery but I am completely clueless (as clueless as Alicia Silverstone): I have litterally tried everything and cannot figure it out.
I had the bright idea to buy a little thingy called a sim card copier for my father's birthday. This small and cheap little machine enables you to back up all the information you keep on your sim card of your mobile phone. Pretty practical when it works properly huh? We all use our mobile phone as our address book and calendar nowadays so we're pretty lost when we loose or have no access to our mobile phones, aren't we?
Anyhow, this is the mistery: the sim card copier is supposed to read any sim in the whole wide world and it does read all the cards I have tried except my father's and mine. Of course. It keeps giving us the error message 'error pin.' Now, we both have corporate accounts with our respective jobs, do you think that could be it and that these sim cards have an equivalent of firewall? If anyone can help me solve this problem, please do tell me what to do!
I had the bright idea to buy a little thingy called a sim card copier for my father's birthday. This small and cheap little machine enables you to back up all the information you keep on your sim card of your mobile phone. Pretty practical when it works properly huh? We all use our mobile phone as our address book and calendar nowadays so we're pretty lost when we loose or have no access to our mobile phones, aren't we?
Anyhow, this is the mistery: the sim card copier is supposed to read any sim in the whole wide world and it does read all the cards I have tried except my father's and mine. Of course. It keeps giving us the error message 'error pin.' Now, we both have corporate accounts with our respective jobs, do you think that could be it and that these sim cards have an equivalent of firewall? If anyone can help me solve this problem, please do tell me what to do!
Wednesday, July 20, 2005
Mongui surroundings
As I mentioned yesterday I cannot wait till my dear 'mongui' colleagues leave on holidays (by mongui please understand mentally retarded.) I have only been back in the office for 3 days now and I am already fed up. Let me try to expain why.
Colleague n.1
Nicknamed trouduc which litterally means asshole in French. He is the typical overly nice and sweet guy who looks a bit like a teddy bear at first (when you still like him), but he soon gets on your nerves because of his complete incompetence and total stupidity, and you soon see him simply as overweight and dull. Not to mention his bad taste, not to say lack of taste, which in this case is very important as he is in charge of the stereo of our open space and keeps playing all the shittiest tackiest Spanish songs, my daily hell. He is by the way considered the music expert by our wonderful boss.
Colleage n.2
Nicknamed la pute incompétente which litterally means the incompetent bitch. In a nutshell: a) she is as false as can be, pretends to be nice only to better shoot you behind your back; b) she seems to be smart at first, but it is soon visible that she only pretends to, which is basically worse than trouduc, because at least he is true to himself, he knows that he's stupid and he does not try to fool you. She, on the other hand, is convinced that she's smarter than anyone else. She always knows better; c) she also pretends to have good taste but likes the same exact BS as trouduc; d) last but not least she is sooo cool and hip; like Buenafuente, she calls everybody 'neng', the fashionable tacky expression these days.
The intern
No nickname to this day, since she is practically invisible. She got the internship through the lover of our boss, friend of her father. I am not kidding. What she does when she comes to the office remains a mistery. On the plus side, she's innocent and nice, which in this team is truly exceptional.
THE boss
Ah the boss! Often nicknamed the alcoholic simply because she's more often than not drunk or hungover. She's the cherry on the cake: false, overly friendly, incompetent, stupid, deceitful, in a continuous drunken spaced out state. She's also famous for hacerse la Sueca, never better said as she is Swedish (please understand for pretending not to see/hear) and sleeping around especially with the managers of the office, obviously not too discreetly.
So, now that you have a complete picture of my daily surroundings, I am sure you can better understand my nightmarish suffering. ¡Bienvenido sea agosto!
Colleague n.1
Nicknamed trouduc which litterally means asshole in French. He is the typical overly nice and sweet guy who looks a bit like a teddy bear at first (when you still like him), but he soon gets on your nerves because of his complete incompetence and total stupidity, and you soon see him simply as overweight and dull. Not to mention his bad taste, not to say lack of taste, which in this case is very important as he is in charge of the stereo of our open space and keeps playing all the shittiest tackiest Spanish songs, my daily hell. He is by the way considered the music expert by our wonderful boss.
Colleage n.2
Nicknamed la pute incompétente which litterally means the incompetent bitch. In a nutshell: a) she is as false as can be, pretends to be nice only to better shoot you behind your back; b) she seems to be smart at first, but it is soon visible that she only pretends to, which is basically worse than trouduc, because at least he is true to himself, he knows that he's stupid and he does not try to fool you. She, on the other hand, is convinced that she's smarter than anyone else. She always knows better; c) she also pretends to have good taste but likes the same exact BS as trouduc; d) last but not least she is sooo cool and hip; like Buenafuente, she calls everybody 'neng', the fashionable tacky expression these days.
The intern
No nickname to this day, since she is practically invisible. She got the internship through the lover of our boss, friend of her father. I am not kidding. What she does when she comes to the office remains a mistery. On the plus side, she's innocent and nice, which in this team is truly exceptional.
THE boss
Ah the boss! Often nicknamed the alcoholic simply because she's more often than not drunk or hungover. She's the cherry on the cake: false, overly friendly, incompetent, stupid, deceitful, in a continuous drunken spaced out state. She's also famous for hacerse la Sueca, never better said as she is Swedish (please understand for pretending not to see/hear) and sleeping around especially with the managers of the office, obviously not too discreetly.
So, now that you have a complete picture of my daily surroundings, I am sure you can better understand my nightmarish suffering. ¡Bienvenido sea agosto!
PS: yes, I am as busy and motivated as yesterday
PS2: phew, kurt is right, that was really therapeutical!
Tuesday, July 19, 2005
Current status
Feeling: lazy, bored and unmotivated
Physically located: in the office
Mentally located: everywhere but the office. Have been pretty much surfing the net all day long: blogs, job search, astrological previsions, travel deals, gossips, and much much more.
Reading: I started Atlas Shrugged as soon as I started my holidays and have been reading it every single day by the pool. Yet, I have still not finished it and I am seriously not a slow reader. The book has 1075 physical pages but seriously, it is written so small and condensed that each page counts double in my book. Other than that, I am loving it.
Listening to: mainly the last albums of Jack Johnson and Coldplay, even if the holidays included a variety of genres ranging from Madonna's 80s hits to Bob Marley.
Looking forward to: Nat's visit this weekend which promises, not to say ensures a wild and intense mission of quemar Madrid; Marc coming back for a week in August; the jornada intensiva starting in August (which basically means starting early, around 9am and leaving extra early, around 3pm); being the only one in the office (and thus being able to cheat on the jornada intensiva official hours) and spending the afternoon at my uncle's pool two blocks away from the office!
Eating: After a quite healthy diet during the holidays, consisting of lots of fruits and vegetables, I have decided to try to continue even if it is not as easy when I work. Let's see how I do and if I loose some weight at last (seeing myself in the pics from the holidays has horrified me!)
Monday, July 18, 2005
Back...
... from absofuckinglutely fantastic holidays
... in Madrid and its 'youmaycallit' desert heat (even if it has cooled down an itsy bit)
... to being alone: M left today =(
... in the office, as unmotivated as humanly possible
... in the 'waiting' (Mercedes Benz called on July 11th to inform M that they had chosen another candidate...)
Monday, July 11, 2005
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