Bargaining like a Bitch

I love my job! Why? Because my job teaches me that if you don’t look out for your own damn self, nobody will give a shit chance for you.

My attitude with people has always been passive since I am the non-confrontational people-pleasing all-around bully-able easily-manipulated easily-pinned down type.

I ain’t taking no more bullshit, bitch! I’m saying, sure everyone’s entitled for their own opinion, but I’ve come to learn that I can convince others too, to be persuasive, and even be confrontational sometimes. Because that’s what it takes on a day-to-day basis if I am to survive doing my job. I will stop (talking about work) here for obvious reasons.

Tonight I was watching a fund raising movie and it turned out that we had more tickets than needed. I tried refunding it, but the guy won’t budge. 15 adrenaline-induced minutes, 4 employees and one boss later, after I screamed, punched, bite, scratch, smackdown-ed, used all forms of lies and deception and half of Sun Tze’s Art of War techniques…I get my $10 back. Ka ‘ching and good night!

Usually I’d have brushed confrontations like that and move on with my life. My innermost comfort zone, so to speak. Not anymore, bitch. Let me work on finding this new me and I’ll update you on this. As quoted by Bob Parson, CEO of Go Daddy, “Get out of your comfort zone and stay out there.”

I am…Flying!

Thanks to cousin dearest I’ve gotten the swanking 1GM RAM to work. Physical Memory = 1503MB!

At first I thought I bought the wrong memory since the damn thing wouldn’t click into the side hooks. Cousin dearest suggested brute force, and we tried it together, pushing the card in until it finally click. Thank God it didn’t break before it clicks. Hurray!

ps: I kinda forgot to remove my battery before working on it, because I was desperate for his help and uh, old age. What will it do to my memory/computer/body? Anybody know?