Randomosity and Purple Exploding Balls

1) Dosages "it's not important". Oh, this is a good one. Tickers, this has got to be right up there with your customer service hoohah. I work at a big Fortune 500 (ooh, I looked and it's actually in the top 100). You know what that means: lots of overhead and the little people are expected to do the work of three people so the company can layoff and "preserve the bottom line".

People, there are some goddamn IJITS where I work. I work with documents all day long. I format various reports so that they're all nice and pretty when they have to go to other "Very Important Places". Because I'm so fucking cool, I also wind up catching contextual and factual errors. There are two sides to what I will call Report A. You have to have both. Our stats people sent through some corrections they wanted implemented. Noooo problem. I got Report A, Part I done. I look at Part II and fucking CRINGE. It seems no matter WHAT I do, me and Part IIs do not get along. To be absolutely correct, it's more that the people who write the Part IIs are book-smart but just common-sense stupid. This Part II, in particular, is run by this one person I am constantly at loggerheads with. Complicating the mix: Part II people and Stats people never talk to each other. *rolls eyes* Because that would make too much sense. I mean, you have to have Stats stuff or the shit don't fly, but it's like the IIs think they can do whatever the hell they want (and they really can't).

I handed off this report to my more experienced co-worker and even she cringed. She brings up the stat correction to the meanie II. Who has a fit, practically, and says "it's not important" and don't put it in. *eyes boggle* WHAT? The thing that needs to be corrected is a dosage.

DOSAGE. Gee, you don't think that a wrong dosage in a report would trip some very big red flags with important agencies? Let's think about this: say you're a guy with a limp dick. You take some Viagra. Granted, I don't know what dosage Viagra is (nor do I care). Let's pretend that the proper dosage is 100 mg. But V's company has a moron who thinks a dosage is unimportant, and therefore it goes to market with a 200 mg dosage. And now thousands of men everywhere have erections lasting 12 hours, their balls turn purple and explode, leaving eunuchs everywhere.

Actually, that sounds fun to me. There are a number of men I'd like to see that happen to. But, I digress.

My point being: SAFETY and....LAWSUIT, much? Ideally, of course, agencies like the FDA wouldn't even let the product go to market because they would catch this in a review. I should also point out that in my current example, we're still very much in the theoretical stages of business and absolutely nowhere even near market (and probably won't be - only one item out of practically hundreds ever makes it to market). But STILL. I'm horrified, as is everyone else in my immediate department. Shit, we're trying to HELP and make sure documents are the best and most accurate they can be. You'd think that would earn a little thanks. But no, people like this IIer are absolutely fucking lazy and moronic. If I were running the show, I'd have their ass canned. It has happened before: falsifying a report has gotten people escorted out of the premises. We're hoping to talk to the next person above in charge of this report. We're confident that this person WILL care very much and make the change go through.

Cause god knows if someone (agency-wise) comes knockin', we're sure as hell not going to cover this idiot's ass.

And did I mention that this idiot also does not wash their hands after going to the bathroom? And we work in health care. Seriously.

2) Can't wait for Lippy to get what I sent.

3) So...tired. Need...vacation.

4) SUBMIT TO MY CARNIVAL IF I'VE LINKED TO YOU. NOW. Kthxbye.

5) My friend was interviewed on Chicago NPR (national public radio) recently in regards to these students that she's tutoring. I mentioned the situation in a recent post about racism (I believe it was titled something like Religion for the Massa'). She is tres cool. Click on the link
and look for "Chicago Matters". She just emailed me (and some others) about maybe knitting/crocheting hats and scarves for these fifteen kids for winter. I'm going to try and make at least one set.

P.S. I love Mad Stephen. Braveheart is on right now. Ever since Mel Gibson showed what a crazy fundy wacko drinker he really is, I've been down on his movies. I used to love this movie, despite its historical inaccuracies. I'm sneering at Mel, but god, I still love me some Mad Irish Stephen. That dude is fucking HYSTERICAL. "He wasn't right in the head!" "The Lord says he can get ME out of this mess, but he's pretty sure you're fucked!" A HA HAHAHAHAHAHAHAA.