grr *snark*

[wisdomeagle]

filling out Borders application online. Hate, hate, hate automated forms where if you tick off that you didn't graduate from high school, you can't indicate that you did graduate from college.

IT'S NOT FAIR.

*hates*

On the other hand, everyone please note that I woke up at nine today and thus, according to my dad, will no longer feel like slitting my wrists. Either I accidentally told my dad something I've since forgotten, or else he's more perceptive of my moods than he is of, say, mom's, but Dad totally told me Saturday when he got me up, "Get up now. You'll feel better about yourself." (Italics mine). Have I mentioned that Deeply Private People like myself have ambivalent relationships with people reading our minds? (Actually, I generally quite like people reading my mind, as it spares me the effort of telling them what I'm thinking, but sometimes it's unsettlingly invasive.)

I accidentally ticked of Sentinel fandom, but I think I've fixed it. It isn't my fault there is no cracktastic poly* femslash potential. In space. Actually, the only show with actual cracktastic femslash poly* in space is Firefly, innit? Farscape rarely has three girls on Moya at the same time (unless you, you know, count Moya herself -- Moya/Zhaan/Aeryn ot3 squee! And I guess Z/A/C, but I really, um, don't see that. Or let's see, various combos of Noranti, Chiana, Aeryn, and Sikozu, at which point one has wandered away from "cracktastic" and stumbled into purely "crack,") TOS only has three girls, period... Hmm. Rommie/Trance/Beka, or, better, Rommie/Rommie/Andromeda, or... and at this point, it's time to bring out the crossover guns, at which point one is really stretching. Hmm. There's the Warrior Women -- Zoe/Aeryn, uh...? 'k, I'm out. Sam Carter, I guess. I generally toss her into my girly threesomes. And I guess technically, 'lantis is also in space, so one could have, like, Zoe/Aeryn/Teyla. Or, let's see... Kaylee/Trance/Chiana. Anything involving both Vala and Aeryn, like Vala/Aeryn/Chiana, or Vala/Sam/Aeryn, or Vala/Beka/Aeryn, or... okay, stopping now.

Apparently I claimed that MBC was "another kind of school, such as a vocational school," which I guess, technically, it was. Another kind of school, that is. Since it wasn't a high school. Err.

Am really not loving this automated form but it gives me the illusion that I'm doing something productive whilst still allowing me to actually just play on teh_intraweb. *fretfret*

Am going to meet with our pastor sometime this week hopefully to discuss Bitter Rage and Total Impotence and other issues relating to Life As I Know It. Eh...

This weekend was okay but yesterday consisted of people being Grumpy. Father and sister and self. Oddly enough? Am still feeling Grumpy.

Accidentally forgot to put water in coffee maker, so had to try again. Had coffee. Have not had any other foodstuffs.

Am feeling fretful.

I haaate applications. I mean, let's see: I am (over)-educated, I have some limited work experience, and I can add and alphabetize. Also type accurately. Also? I have not known anyone, minus relatives, for over five years. This is what happens when you MOVE ALL THE FRELLING TIME. No, seriously. Let's see. Five years ago is 2000, my freshman year of high school. Thus, I had not yet met any of you, excepting venusinrapture and rainynights. Nor had I met my exgirlfriends, my current girlfriend, my current gf's family, any of my professors, any of my closest friends (minus again Surekha)... and the people I did know then, mostly church people? Haven't seen me in over two years. Well then. Apparently I don't have any personal references. *headdesks*

In any event. Reading 'Lantis recaps and will spend the afternoon writing.

[Fun question on the Borders app: Compared to others your age, you have achieved a lot. One that I can pretty much objectively say "yes" to.]

[Not so fun question on the Borders app: You look forward to going to work (or school). WORK != school. And school = yes, most of the time. Work = really depends on the job. Grr. *frets* Stupid personality assessment test.]

*flails* There are thirty-seven pages of this crap. Have we mentioned I dislike multiple choice questions about myself? Why isn't there a ticky box about "how do you feel about multiple choices tests about your personality that will determine more "Will I get this job?" than "Which BtVS character are you most like?"?

[incredibly not fun question on Borders app: You sometimes thought seriously about quitting high school. OKAY, OKAY. I was a high school drop-out. My life-story is not ticky-boxable! It's just NOT. I did think seriously about quitting high school, and then I did quit high school, and... GAH. *frets liek whoa*]

Reminder: the worst that can happen is you don't get a job. And there are other jobs. There's always WalMart.

[Still, I am totally annoyed with the multiple choice. The words "sometimes" and "Depends" are featuring in my thoughts heavily.]


A lot of these are making me think, "Okay, always, except when my parents announce they're getting a divorce." Like, I never quit 'thons, no matter what... unless my parents announce they're getting a divorce. But since I have only one set of parents and they've already dropped that bombshell, so I'm thinking not so much. Ahhh. Ah, honesty issues!

They ask the SAME QUESTIONS like seven times. Thus getting the page count up to 37. But still. It is FRUSTRATING.

Am all done now! Am afraid connection will crap out and I'll lose all this, in which case I quit and write pr0n for the rest of the afternoon, which I'll probably do anyhow, and dear God, this morning just flew by, did it not?

And since I really am now done with the Borders application? I am going to shower and then write.

<3
Ari

Comments

[yhlee.livejournal.com]

I've always hated these forms--they fail to account for so many lives that fall outside fairly narrow parameters. Is there any way you can get an interview so you and they can at least mention the things that the application can't handle? You'd think a college degree would count more than finishing HS.

I've moved an average of every two years, and it does make it hard to make lasting connections. College was probably the most stable time of my life.

Glad it's done, anyway, and that other applications are not as annoying.

*support*

[wisdomeagle]

Well, if my "disagrees" on statements like "I enjoy spending time in crowds of people" doesn't automatically disqualify me from a public service environment, presumably an interview would be the next step? And since I did fit the college stuff in there, as well as Phi Beta Kappa, etc, in the "Academic Awards" section, perhaps whoever actually reads the form can figure it out? Dunno.

*hug* Thank you.

[malnpudl.livejournal.com]

That test sounds astonishly invasive. I've never had to take anything like that, even when applying for positions of considerable responsibility in the software industry.

This is Borders, for heaven's sake! Why on earth do they feel they have a right or a need to go spelunking in your psyche?

Yegads.

[wisdomeagle]

Yes indeed. It's very much a standard personality test and it frustrated me greatly. I kind of wonder if they want to save time interviewing candidates who would clearly not be suited for this work? But I'd kind of think the image you project in a face-to-face interview would be a better indication of the kind of person you are and how you deal with other people than your self-projection via radio buttons.

[mari4212.livejournal.com]

*Hugs*

Sympathetic noises about the Borders application. At least now it's done and over with. Hopefully if you do go in for an interview you can explain all of the places where they should have an "Other" button. If it makes you feel better to know that other people had these kinds of problems, my mother had problems with an application to work in a day care, because she could prove that she had graduated from college, with a masters no less, but couldn't find her high school diploma.

And more hugs on the parent's divorce issue. I haven't been there myself, but I do have friends whose parents have divorced.

*sends McKay clone over with more cookies*

[cadence-k.livejournal.com]

Sorry about the very annoying application. I once applied to Target for a summer job and the application was some crazy personality test, too! I was like... I'm a psych student. I know you are giving me a personality test instead of an application. You suck.

I'm glad the application is over with. Hopefully other applications won't be so dumb!

*hugs* Have fun writing!

[alixtii.livejournal.com]

Yeah, I remember taking that Target psych test. One quickly gets tired of second guessing the test, though. Especially when one gets the clear "control" questions to make sure one is still paying attention: "T/F: Policemen are helpful and should elicit cooperation."

[silent-chris.livejournal.com]

Stupid form! *glares at it* Be brave.

Hope you do find a job though. ;)

[celievamp.livejournal.com]

at 37 pages long, I think there's probably some psychological tick box in your favour if you actually bother to finish the damn thing and send it in.

[sangerin.livejournal.com]

Every automated application form I did (and applying for articles with law firms and for public service jobs I must have filled out over a hundred in two years) was designed for people from private schools. If you went to a school without prefects and awards and streamed classes it made it almost impossible... hence I got about three interviews out of those hundred applications.

Not to depress you, because you can chalk that down to being another profession in another country. ~hugs~

[hermionesviolin.livejournal.com]

Hate, hate, hate automated forms where if you tick off that you didn't graduate from high school, you can't indicate that you did graduate from college.

So, I was telling my parents about this, and it occurred to me that it's not like your problem is specific to PEG freaks. Anyone who got a GED and then went to college -- which has got to be a number of people, especially applicants for entry-level-type positions -- has the same problem you do with that stupid automated form.