a useless piece of paper

The recruiter for the IT position I applied for called me.  Initially I was very excited, afterall, it would be a new challenge, a new work group, and all sorts of other good things.  I was informed that because I have a degree in English they aren't even going to consider interviewing me.  Now, IT help desk at Progressive is just like any other help desk...follow some steps, if those don't work, pass it along.   Not once did the recruiter ask me if I had any IT experience, they just judged the book by it's cover.  I told my boss that the entire situation was handled very poorly, and it makes me lose respect for the hiring practices of such a large company.  Oh well, I'll just keep trucking along and see what happens.

I was very excited to hear that Mr. Pistorius is able to run in the Olympics.  I will be even more excited if he takes home some medals.  I have learned a great deal in the past few years from Breda about all things amputee.  I'm thrilled that many major marketing campaigns feature amputee athletes do anything and everything.  Now that I'm focusing my MBA on marketing, I notice all sorts of little details.  

I had another interesting medical experience today. Not only did I see a doctor that reminds me so much of my brother it's scary...but I endured a new treatment.  Trigger point injections.  All totalled, it was 4 shots, two in the neck, two in the shoulders.  By the time I die I have a feeling that I will have had injections in all sorts of goofy places.  My eye still takes the cake at this point though.