Dictaudialogue: A word describing a situation whereupon something is spoken, and heard, but not fully understood. In laymen’s terms, it is a conversation where neither party seems to understand the other. It is also the miraculous result of combining Greek root words together.
Act One: Point A to Point B, with a Detour Through Point W, T, and F
The word above was created because, on a regular basis, I see a bulk of conversations/debates/disagreements/etc. what occur where neither side is listening to their “opponent”.
On CFRB 1010, a popular talk radio station in Toronto, John Moore was discussing how the religion of Islam “breeds” suicide bombers. A woman phoned in to say that this wasn’t the case, and John Moore ignored what she was saying, and spun words around to confuse her. As she was confused, she tried to explain. I knew what she meant, but John Moore said that she was confusing the issue, and then he cut her off.
In debates on Legends Alliance (no link will be provided to this most sinful of realms), many debates would take place where no side listened to anything. The debate would be about the effects of religion in the past, and someone would chime in with a point. Someone of the opposing opinion would completely disregard that post, and say something irrelevant. Eventually, it would degrade down to the point where they were saying the same point.
“Jesus could walk on water.”
“But the Bible has the potential to be historically inaccurate!”
“But Jesus could walk on water. This proves his miracles.”
“But they are written in a potentially inaccurate book.”
“But the fact that we have written documentation is proof.”
“The documentation is flawwed.”
“But this fallacy can be brushed away by the properly documented accounts in the Bible.”
And so on…
And I’m not joking.
Act Two: It’s A Living…But Not A Very Good One…
Work sucks.
Work sucks.
My job is SUPPOSED to be simply imaging and configuring computers in 29 schools in the Tri-City area. Instead, we received the image TWO WEEKS late. Now, in addition to imaging the computers, we have to PM (Preventative Maintenance) all of the machines. This consists of scrubbing all the stickers off of the monitors, cleaning the screens, cleaning the keys, cleaning between the keys, blowing out under the keys with an air compressor, cleaning the mouse and mouse balls, and cleaning all the cords.
Today, 7 technicians (3 staff members and four summer students) were out at Westmount (Waterloo, I think), and it took us the entire day to image and PM. It takes 20 minutes to PM a computer, and each school has 45-60 computers. With SEVEN people, we managed to finish a school in a day (barely, I might add). Tomorrow, we will divide into teams of two. I can’t see us imaging all the schools by the end of the summer.
I’m looking forward to going to Elizabeth Ziegler (sarcasm). It is a big, drafty old school building with flights of stairs going from the top floor directly to the basement through some back secret passage. The building would be cool as a house, but it is retarded as a school. Westvale would be interesting to go to. It is near the old Hulbert residence. Last year, we drove by Holy Rosary (a massive school compared to the timid Westvale), and it was then that I realised we were in the ex-neighbourhood of the Hulberts. I am tempted to track down their house and take a picture of it with my digital camera. Oh well…although, bringing the camera to work would certainly help entertain me (and anger my co-worker, who is a professional photographer).
The job would be easier to accept if PM’ing wasn’t part of the job description. Wait, it isn’t! I didn’t sign up for custodial work, but unfortunately, the WRDSB is so fucked up that their departments mesh and spew all over eachother in an orgasm of bureaucracy.
Damn the government…
Later y’all.
Jordan
PS - Happy Birthday Binkle. A salute to 18 years of uninterupted immortality.
EDIT: It turns out, I have repeatedly been using the link tags wrong on this damn thing. It seems the link provides an internal link which is monumentally useless to me.