nice girls finish last

okay. i am the first to admit: i'm in a real crusty mood lately.

i re-read my post from yesterday; i realize how petulant i sound. my co-worker nymph went out of her way a couple of times to start things new and a-fresh, and i just shot her down both times.

or maybe i am in the right – because it would be hypocritical of me to accept the olive branch she extended while inside feeling as contentious and resentful of her as i do.

i dunno. a part of me feels that it is only right when the outside matches the inside.

and personally, i adhere to the three-strikes law anyway. three strikes, more or less, and you're out. no ifs, ands, or buts. sayonara. have a happy life. i wish you well and hope you eventually learn how to improve your people skills, and don't let the door hit you on the way out.

today is my last day in my downstairs office space. i've mentioned before that the cube area, amidst which my little space resides, in this office is pretty wide and spacious. with the exception of nymph and a few others i personally cannot stand, i'm friends with most of the people here. and i'm going to miss them.

my new office space will actually be a shared office. like, an office with an actual door. i have an office mate, who has already made herself comfortable in the office by unilaterally taking up 65% of the office space and selecting the choice desk spot on the far, inside end of the office.

like, no comment about that.

:-T

my desk is the one that is located closest to the office door. initially, the desk was positioned to be facing the wall adjacent to the door, with my back to my office mate and, correspondingly, my computer screen facing her, too.

i didn't like that.

so what i did was change the position of my desk. i rotated it around so that the desk faced my office mate and so that i could have my back to the wall adjoining the office door. this leaves me vulnerable to having bosses and such walking past the office and potentially seeing me fooling around on the internet or what-not. but hey, the frickin' office mate just stole the choicest real estate without even first trying to consult with me! like, if it were me and i was the first to step in the office and have a look-see, i still would not have tried to steal away the best half of the office nor even take up more than 50% of the office space. i would have waited until i could meet the new office mate and then try to confer and compromise how best to share the space and how to decide who gets which desk.

but i'm learning not everyone is as considerate as me.

take as another example: mario kart on wii.

my über-cool older sister got me mario kart for christmas.

:)

i usually get pretty bored with racing games. but i'm crazy about mario kart! love it!

i played a bit of it last night. i've decided i prefer racing with a car rather than a motor bike, although racing as peaches on her cute little scooter can be pretty fun.

after running through the courses, i decided to try online kart-racing for the first time; it allows you to connect your wii to cyberspace and race against other real, live people.

i did enjoy the experience of online play.

but it also pissed me off.

people are so mean!

when you play by yourself or even with certain other people, it's not about cold, calculated purposeful sabotage. you (or at least i!) don't purposefully try to bump people off course or down ditches or canyons. you keep it civil. it's every man/woman/baby/mushroom/italian/turtle/dragon for him-/her-/itself – but you keep it nice.

the people who play online, though – they're assholes!

i played the first three or four races in a rather naive, nice way until the feelings of affronted anger overwhelmed me – i hate losing, and i kept crossing the finish line with the bottom half of the finishers -- and then i started playing as viciously as some of the other players.

even though the racers all played as characters from marioland, you can see their little miis during the race, hovering over each racer.

and all i could think as i saw each mii was this:

"typical lowlife. snot-eating, geekazoid loser. are you playing from your momma's basement? wtf!"

and i think, it being an online game, it only makes people's mean side show through even more than it otherwise would than if, by some strange random act, those players and i were good-naturedly sitting in my living room playing that shizz.

which only goes to show:

there are just no nice people around anymore.

:-T