RST: Laptops, underwear, and awkward social isolation.

            

        

It's Tuesday, which means, time again for another Random Shit Tuesday! 

My randomness...

The new guy

I finally have a new laptop, y'all (hey, I'm technically in the south, right? Although I was informed a year ago that anything north of Woodbridge, VA is, well, the North...). My school district (or as it seems to work outside of NY, the county) provides all of its employees with brand new laptops to use (and take home). I've been hesitant to use it for personal use this first week because, well, I'm lazy. My old laptop has all my usernames and passwords on file (that's how it works, right?), all favorites bookmarked, and all my settings set just the way I like them. I haven't really had any time to do the same on this little guy (he is smaller than my old laptop. Lighter too). And if I must be honest with you, I really like the familiarity and comfort of my old laptop. My fingers aren't quite familiar with the smaller keyboard and bright blue lights on the new one yet. *Sigh* On the other hand, the new guy is very quiet and quicker (these qualities do not transfer to human new guys. At least not as a positive. Nor do the other qualities I listed above, for that matter. Just in case you were wondering).

And, as promised...

1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!111!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!111!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!

I tried to not copy and paste, which, of course, was what I was sick of doing in the first place, which is why I was so excited to be getting a laptop with all its buttons again, but damn! Typing '1' and '!' over and over again is taxing on the Shift finger.

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And for the record, this is the last time I use Internet Explorer to blog. It sucks. I apologize for any misspellings you might happen across. I usually rely heavily on the red dotted lines that Firefox provides me with. IE makes me check my spelling on my own. And it won't let me open things up in new tabs and insists on opening new windows. This just might be more obnoxious (to me) than the 1/! problem.

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Sometimes I feel like I lack some serious training on how to be a girl or something. For example, when left at home alone for the weekend, I walk around the house in my underwear, I don't shower or dress until 9:00 pm, beer and microwave popcorn becomes a suitable meal, everything goes into the dishwasher (and I do mean EVERYTHING), wet towels are left on the bedroom floor, and deodorant is optional.

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And did I mention that all of my pictures are on my other laptop? *Sigh*

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Last night I inadvertently set myself apart from the district's other new elementary art teachers during our training seminar by NOT following directions and doing it my way instead. No one wanted to work near me after that.

Now I know how the ADD kid feels.

For the record, I prefer wavy lines on my charts opposed to straight and I'm not sure why it wasn't okay that instead of trying to cram 6 pages of line & texture samples onto a too small piece of tag board, I took a pair of scissors to mine and made tiles. I should have been praised for thinking outside of the box and not made to feel stupid because my samples weren't the same as everyone elses.

And that's all I have to say about that.

                            

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Feel free to quit me at anytime, folks. I shall not be offended (not too much, any way).