Galileo's what?

Galileo's what?

Power of Oprah

Apparently if your dress makes it on the Oprah Winfrey show, it is worth extra $10. At least at Ann Taylor it is.

Do not want.

Made in China

Angry with UMHS

This is about my frustrating visit to the University of Michigan Hospital--specifically the Department of Urology. I will spare you the details of why I was there but don't worry, it's not because I wet my pants or anything like that.

Back in early May, my PCP referred me to see an Urologist. They never called (like they're supposed to) to set up an appointment. So I call 2 weeks later to make an appointment and the lady on the phones goes "you already have an appointment". Nice. They scheduled it for a day when I'm out of the country and never told me. So I had to reschedule and it was scheduled for 7/24. I went to Japan 6/19-7/13, went to work 7/14-7/18, and traveled to Toronto 7/19-7/23 for a conference. Needless to say this 7/24 appointment was not something I was looking forward to.

Oh, and I had to keep a log of what/when/how much I drank and when/how much I peed for 3 full days. This really confirmed that I really only drink caffeinated and/or alcoholic beverages only. For example my fluid intake on 7/20/2008:

8:30 AM 6 oz OJ, 8 oz coffee
9:30 AM 8 oz coffee
10:30 AM 8 oz coffee
12:40 PM 6 oz coke
4:15 PM 8 oz coffee
8:30 PM 20 oz beer
10:00 PM 20 oz beer
11:00 PM 20 oz beer
12:00 AM 4 oz water

But to be fair, I was at a conference where there served coffee through out the day and exhausted scientists ready to drink at night.

Anyway, the urology office told me to get there 30 minutes early so I did. In addition to all the paperwork they made me fill out before getting there, I filled out more paperwork. Then peed in a cup and waited. They called my name pretty fast so I was excited about that. But the nurse couldn't pronounce my first name OR last name so I had to ask her to see the chart. She pronounced it: "yoo-raa, ai-da-ke". I think she's dyslexic. And she's a nurse.

The nurse put me in a room, took my pulse and BP (well, the machine did), and asked me how tall I am and how much I weigh. She didn't even bother to put me on a scale. She goes "did they tell you that the doctor is running 40 minutes late?" Me: "uhhh, no, they just said she's running a little behind schedule." Dyslexic nurse: "Oh. Ok, she'll be right in."

--- ONE HOUR OF NOTHINGNESS ---

I think I managed to take a few naps on the chair. Then FINALLY a knock at the door! No, it's a not a doctor, it's a Physician's Assistant. She basically sat there for 10 minutes and went over everything I filled out prior to the appointment. She said a nurse will do an ultrasound of the bladder and the doctor will be right in.

The nurse (not dyslexic, that I could tell) comes in and tells me to go pee. I'm like lady I just peed an hour ago for you people and she told me to go try anyway. So I come back, she does an ultrasound which took less than 3 minutes. "Yup, looks like your bladder is empty." Thanks...

15 minutes later, the PA is back. She has the discharge paperwork and told me I don't have to come back.

So I was there for 2.5 hours. Spent total of 5-10 minutes with a nurse, 15 minutes or so with a PA, and ZERO with anyone with an MD. Not even an intern. So yeah.

Ann L. Oldendorf - YOU SUCK.

That's the name of the doctor I never saw for you slow people.

Oh, and the dyslexic nurse is probably not aware of this thing called HIPAA.















Photo taken when I was in the exam room by myself.

I should submit this to the FAIL blog

I'm going home for 3 weeks soon! Anyway, my sister asked me to pick up a bottle of Dave's Insanity Sauce for her husband. I took my friend's advice and decided to take a bottle of Clancy's Fancy Hot Sauce to him as well, since it's made here in Michigan.

I was off at a pet store in Saline looking a bunny stuff (that's going to have to be a completely different post...) my friend was nice enough to go to Zingerman's to pick up the bottle of Clancy's for me. I wanted 2, 1 "Xtra Hot" for my brother-in-law and 1 "Hot" for my dad. Well, Zingerman's only had Hot. So I went to Whole Foods later and picked up a bottle of the Xtra Hot.























WTF Zingerman's!

I've always known Zingermans' overpriced everything but Whole Foods isn't exactly a discount store either. $8.99 vs. $5.19? FAIL.

Oh shit. I'm stupid.

So yes. I've been patiently waiting for my stimulus check. Well duh. It was direct deposited into my account weeks ago. I'm so stupid.

Economic Stimulus Rebate Check

I am still waiting for my govm't check.

Sign @ Apt

Make: Honda
Model: Accord
Brand: ... ???

Money Doesn't Make You Happy

But it would really make it easier for me to concentrate on being happy right now, let me tell you.

I hate my job. I theoretically I don't hate "my job" but man, the place I work for is just insane. The turnover rate is amazing. We've had more certifiably crazy people working at our place than any other place I know. It's an extremely stressful place to work, and I'm not exaggerating. You can ask any ex or current employees. Besides, I want to get back into engineering and hang out with my enginerd buddies. Conclusion: I need a new job.

Winter in Ann Arbor convinced me that I need a 4x4 or AWD vehicle. I <3 my current car but I concluded it's not very practical at this point in my life. But really I should wait until I get a new job to make sure I can afford it then, and that I am staying in Michigan. Conclusion: I need a new job soon.

Other than stress-related insomnia, this friggin' apartment keeps me from sleeping well. The dog that barks and howls all day and all night (I've heard that damn dog as early as 7 AM and as late as 3 AM) finally moved out TODAY. Phew. But there's still the flat-footed woman upstairs. I can track her whereabouts by her stomping. And the pipes are really loud so when she showers at like 6 AM every morning it startles me and wakes me up. Conclusion: I need a new job now.

So it seems I need a new job in order to even think about being happy, right? Maybe not money but financial stability (@ high-enough-income) will certainly jump start my happiness.

After I get me a new job, new car and a new place, maybe I'll get me a new man (or woman) and a cuddly pet. Who knows. Sky's the limit!

Umm. So if anyone knows of any job openings in the Ann Arbor area that will take a female engineer w/ MS in EE and 7 years of totally unrelated professional experience which made me jaded and fluent in the language of bitch-admin please let me know!

Infomercials...

I am THE targeted audience for late-night infomericals. The one they have on "Local 4" (NBC in Detroit area) between Conan O'Brien and Carson Daly. If I'm up at that time, that means I was probably doing something I had to stay up late for. I'm tired. I'm staring at the TV screen...

And this shit comes on.

When I'm tired, I can't think straight. I'm sitting there with my mouth gaped open like an idiot going "whoa, look at that! I can do so much with this thing!" Good thing I had my computer turned off. Who knows. Otherwise I may have ordered it... I know I don't need it and I also know that I won't use it more than once or twice!

They're smart. They get you. They get you at your weakest.

See, but this guy is on while I'm wide awake so he gets no points. Annoying dude.

These are gross: product 1, product 2.

When I am caught off guard...

- I admit to wanting children one of these days
- I am capable of killing a 1/4" silverfish with my bare fist

Feeling pretty uneasy right about now...

Cute dog shitty owner

So this dog is really cute and smart. But what the hell? Does the owner not have time to play with his/her own dog???

Radio show on the nets

So I have no idea why I decided to sensor everything but I did. This is what happens when I try to multi-task. Anyway. You all should listen to this show because look at what kind of music they play.

You know what's funny?

Within your Made in China electronics, finding Made in Vietnam parts.

Do not exit.

Graduate Online

As I was staring at the snow storm that stretched from New York to Boston moving east on weather.com, I noticed this ad.










So "Graduate Online" from where, with what? That chick on the left is animated, by the way on the actual ad. She does this stupid white girl dance. She's wearing knee-high boots with a skimpy fuschia pink dress? Must be stripper school.

Young Tink

Young Tinkerbell. Fine line between hot and creepy? I don't know where I stand. I'm so confused.

Review: Ann Taylor @ Briarwood Mall

This is the first of my several upcoming reviews of places in Ann Arbor. They're not really reviews really, but more like stories about my either SUCK or pleasant experiences at these establishments.

First up, Ann Taylor Briarwood Mall store in Ann Arbor (Store#155).
Verdict: SUCK. ASS. STUPID.

On Sunday, 2/3/2008 I went to this said store and purchased 3 pieces from their Triacetate Suit Collection: jacket ($198), pants ($128), and skirt ($108). The particular jacket I wanted, they didn't have size 0 for me to try on so I went home with size 2--I figured good enough and it gives me room to "grow"...

On Saturday, 2/9/2008 I went back to try on shirts so I grabbed the same jacket to make sure it went ok together. But they had size 0 and it did, indeed, fit better so I asked them to put it on hold. The very next day, I returned with my receipt and size 2 jacket to exchange. But now they had the "The Suit Sale" going. 50% off any jacket with purchase of pant or skirt. So I asked the lady if that applies to me (Katie M. sales associate#00000864900). Then the bitch rolled her eyes and looked at me like I'm crazy and says "um, we don't apply promotions retroactively."

What? I mean they have a 90-day return policy. So I e-mailed their customer support. Here's the response:

Response (Rob Loescher)
Dear Ms. MY LAST NAME:

Thank you for contacting us. Your feedback was forwarded for additional review and we would like to provide you with our response from the Corporate Office.

Unfortunately, promotional offers cannot be applied to previous purchases and are not eligible for price adjustments. This information is stated in the written guidelines of all promotions. I apologize for any misinformation you may have received and I regret to inform you that we are unable to make exceptions.

Thank you again for taking the time to share your thoughts. I hope you will give us another opportunity in the future.

Sincerely,

Rob Loescher
Coordinator
Ann Taylor Client Contact

http://www.anntaylor.com/
http://www.anntaylorLOFT.com/

100 Ann Taylor Drive P.O. BOX 571650 Taylorsville, UT 84157-1650

Ohhh. So it's a company-wide policy to be STOOOOPIIIIID. I can't think of any other place that has this idiotic policy.

My solution? I went and bought the jacket and pants for $227 at another Ann Taylor location and got my $326 back from Briarwood Ann Taylor. I got my $99 off. Well-deserved, might I add. "Was there anything wrong with the garments?" "Nope."

Apparently Ann Taylor is run by a bunch of idiots who lack common sense.

Geek vs. Pig

This speed trap mashup is pretty sweet. The site was really slow when I tried though.

Dear Kyle,

Can I just say that my VEHICLE does not seem to be in the paint shop? My VEHICLE is sitting out in the snow without a front bumper. And really, I can't tell the progress you are making from this photo. I really hope you are making good progress because I do not enjoy driving a Chevy Cobalt. Thanks.

Sincerely,

Your frequent customer

So delicious

People who know me well knows that one of my favorite things to eat is CHEESE FRIES. Mmm. Especially when it comes with bacon bits and ranch dressing to dip the cheesy fries in. (Chives/scallions just get in my way.)

Outback has this delicious food item on their menu. When I saw this article, I thought "oh crap" but my other voice said "mmmmmmmm" a lot louder. Men's Health is stupid anyway.

So yeah. I <3 cheese fries.

Career Counseling

Today, I went to a career counselor. Basically she told me to quit my job, leave the University b/c otherwise I won't get paid enough and she showed me how to use Google. I guess you get what you pay: NOTHING.

IT Support Dude

Notice I am NOT posting this on Vasilizm.

Recently, I requested a new document scanner for our office. When it was delivered, one of our IT support dudes was more than willing to set it up for us. He's nice like that. Always wanting to help. Yup. Later that day, he came in to my office to tell me about it, and he was so excited that his nose hair flaring out of his nose. (I know, wretch.)

I quote:

"Seriously. This scanner is so fast, it scans as fast as the paper going through it."

If you don't understand why that's a ridiculous thing to say, you're a friggin' moron too.

brb

I've been slacking for too long... I know. It's this thing called WORK that's been keeping me from posting. This WORK thing keeps me busy and cranky.

BUT I have reasons to believe things are going to be a little better soon. Then I'll start blogging again (from work).

For now, enjoy this video... I know it's old, and I've seen it before but man. Still hilarious.