I know there has been a lot of concern about how my training has been going here at corporate and I truly apologize for my lack of communication. It has been a magical and fantastic journey through technology, space, and time; spending time with people from all over the world. Half of the 8 people are from corporate and others from Carolina, Mexico, and Hong Kong. For the sake of animosity I will not use their real names but will give a brief description of them:
apparently after this guy realized that everyone loves raymond sucks he decided to work for corporate and ask stupid questions about everything.
its uncanny how much this dude looks like anderson cooper. nice guy, he pays for all the meals and is a gentleman, just not a scholar. i also like this guy cuz i can tell he thinks i'm funny.
I used to like this guy until he started talking and i realized, although a woodsman, knows jack about plastic and has been only getting by with his years of experience.
who wants to guess that this is the guy from hong kong? they paired me up with this guy and he's alright, I'm not sure if you've ever worked with chinese people but apparently they love doing stuff. 'Let's try a different material to see what happens to the pressure integral at the postgate sensor!!!' Or we can just turn off the machine and play Final Fantasy on the DS....?
Kuato, not the guy on top, the guy in the stomach. This guy is a little firecracker, which basically means he never shuts up and he is shorter than me. He goes out of his way to mention how he has all these engineers working under him, such as 'I brushed my teeth with a different type of toothpaste that shouldn't effect all the engineers that work for me'. Get my drift?
This guy is alright. No major compliants. Talks a lot, but thats okay. Just makes the training longer.
Let the record state that I hate Carlos Mencia, both the comedian and the guy who sits next to me. I hate people who think they know what they are talking and really have no clue. He also doesn't drink alcoholic beer and stinks of BenGay, which means I smell it all the goddamn time. He drives me nuts and has a chip on his shoulder, it's like "Dude, shut your face cuz you don't know what you're talking about. Don't challenge the teacher, you're here to listen and remember what the trainer is saying then, with that information, you can go back to Mexico and do whatever you want.' I'm also kinda bitter cuz they have all new equipment in their plant and liek 7 machines, which is...hmmm; 52 less than us.
So yeah, I wish I was dead.
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I miss your musk...
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