Search This Blog

Sunday, February 28, 2010

"Whatever Works"

I loved that movie.  It really does comfort me to know that my thoughts aren't so unique and rare.  Misery does love company, but cynicism depends on it.  You're not cynical unless you are surrounded by non-cynical folks.  On the freeway, you can't say you're going too fast unless there are slow drivers around.

Well, I continue to wear my "boxing gloves" around home.  I'm just waiting for the next round to start.  My wife seems to have figured it out, so she has ceased to push my limits.  However, I've become familiar with the gloves being on.  I don't trust her, this marriage, or the future to not bring hell and fury back into my life.

I've been scarred, and scars don't heal.  I will forever keep one foot out the door to keep me happy.

In case you've been wondering why I haven't been posting Confucius quotes it's because they don't apply to my blogs any longer.  My blog has now become an outlet for me to vent my disdain for this insanity we call "life."  I know I should change the title of this blog, but perhaps my rantings might create "confucous" wisdom by proxy?  You know, learn from my mistakes and experiences?  My blog, my rules.  (I know, I still don't have any followers, but in my head there are millions.)

Whatever works, right?

Tuesday, February 16, 2010

Google'd

Within a course of six hours, I went from feeling proud (first time in a long while) to feeling like $hit (as I've been prior to those six hours).  Who would've thunk that my college GPA would come back to haunt me with such vengeance?  I had an opportunity to interview at Google, but I'm passed over simply because my GPA wasn't high enough.  Granted, it was pitiful, but this position is completely unrelated to the field I majored in.  How does my performance in college forecast my ability to excel at Google?  It's akin to measuring one's ability to snore for a job opening in web design.


As I said in my plea, this GPA does not reflect my cognitive abilities, but rather a poor choice in selecting my field of undergraduate studies.


In the end, I didn't have enough "Googliness," which ironically makes me more cognizant of my shortcomings.  (How can anyone take that word seriously?  I know - the person who ends up landing this job, that's who.)