Wanted to do many things today. Did nothing.
Wanted to check prices at that music shop not so far from here and so well supplied. Didn't do it.
Well, actually I roamed around as a fool unable to remember HOW to get there. Damn google maps. One of those moments you think: hey I definitively need a TomTom!
Then, you finally arrive at the shop, do what you have to do, go back home (and curiosly, the road to home is always EASY to find) and then, if you think that you thought about getting a TomTom you then conclude: NAAH.
This morning was one of those times.
With the only small difference that I NEVER arrived at that shop and, after crossing the same junction three times and getting always to the same place, I got tired and headed back home. Without any trouble. Grrr.
Then, I wanted to try to assemble that Schmitt Photogate Trigger and Delay Unit by myself but then I thought that all my circuits never worked and the only one that was close to give some result emanated some alarming smell of burnt.
So, considering that I work with several electrician. Why don't give THEM this job and in the meantime don't miss the chance to learn something?
The circuit is close to be completed.
By the way. I think that some of you doesn't know what a Schmitt Photogate Blah Blah Blah is.
Basically is something which allows me, oh, we're talking about photography :), something that allows me to fire my flash on a certain delay. The flash is activated by "something" crossing a light beam and interrupting it. Easy uh?
That's useful for shooting high speed photography such as falling drops or other things. The path of experimentation leads to the heaven of photography.
In the meantime I expanded my equipment with a VERY cheap (even, TOO cheap, 10€ only) wireless trigger, since my Sigma flash has no plug. Nowhere.
Apart all of this.
Yesterday I came to knowing something very bad my boss did (the boss I "attacked" with my chat with the big boss). Something which, somehow, made me lose the already low respect I had for him. Something so low level and humiliating that I would really like to see how he will show his face when he'll be back from the Israel. A due premise. Let me tell you that while he's in the Holy Land for holidays, we're in the Promise Land without him. The general mood is so relaxed and my job looks easier than usual.
To make a long story short. He has some kind of "protegè" who has in common with him the same (low) mental level and human substance. So, this protegè (for privacy matters we'll refer at him with a fictional name: "Kurt Cobain") works in team with another young guy (which, for the same privacy matters we'll call him "Marylin Monroe").
Marylin Monroe works in the shift opposed to mine, so we see each other just when one of us goes home, while Kurt Cobain works with me.
So, one day, not long ago, Kurt Cobain made some BIG mistake on a transmission unit. Something ready to be installed on the helicopter, so, VERY expensive.
Well, my boss, degrading himself from half man to monkey-like status, in order to protect Kurt Cobain, decided to made the things looking as Marylin Monroe did them. Fortunately for Marylin Monroe, his fellow coworker (who usually helps him) Britney Spears (again for privacy matters) heard this and, furious, went to Boss office (the big boss) and told the whole thing. And my big boss wasn't happy to hear that.
My opinion. My boss, the one who did this thing, really deserved it.
It's time for people like him to pay for all the troubles HIS protegès causes and somebody else is pointed as the guilty one. Oh yes.
Non so se posso dirlo.
Però me ne frego, anche perchè certa gente meriterebbe che certe loro porcherie siano messe in piazza e le loro natiche esposte alla pubblica lotteria dei rigori.
Parliamo di un capo. Chiamiamolo Bruno Lauzi. Questo capo ha dei protetti. Come in tutte le ditte. Tali protetti fanno da informatori e uomini di fiducia. Uno di questi, Veronica Lario (per ragioni di privacy OVVIAMENTE), lavora su macchine sui cui finiscono quei particolari componenti della trasmissione che non hanno quasi più nient'altra operazione da fare. In parole povere. Subito dopo gli mettono un bel fiocco e lo mandano al montaggio della trasmissione. E questo dovrebbe far già capire il prezzo e il valore di questi componenti.
Non so a quale pezzo e non so cosa sia successo. Fatto sta che, Veronica Lario, ha combinato una delle sue "malefatte" e, Bruno Lauzi, per coprirlo, ha deciso di far ricadere la colpa sul ragazzo che lavora nel turno opposto (ma sulla stessa macchina) Elisabetta Canalis (privacy).
Bell'atteggiamento da parte di un capo eh? E poi va in chiesa tutte le domeniche e mi parla di rispetto. Gentaglia.
Fortuna vuole che Elisabetta Canalis lavori fianco a fianco con Edvige Fenech, un lavoratore esperto che, in questo caso, l'aveva aiutato nel compimento del lavoro. Facendolo giusto. Così, infuriato e deciso a mettere le cose in chiaro, Edvige Fenech è andato dritto dritto dal capo reparto in modo che fossero rimesse a posto le cose e fosse data la colpa a chi davvero la meritasse. Non credo che il caporeparto l'abbia presa bene.
E Bruno Lauzi adesso avrà molti motivi per stare zitto.
Comments (3)
kurt cobain lol
that's a really crappy thing to do someone though :(
Me thinks you could do with a job change. *HUG*
Btw, I miss you!
@BranmacFeabhail - yeah..in fact, while he's away all the people is spreading rumours about his bad behaviour. When he'll be back from holiday I think he should reconsider his behaviour in there...
@bella_esperanza - Italy here..statistic says that we'll solve this crisis problem later than other European countries..and, by the way, getting a job here is always a tough experience..I like my job..I just don't like my boss