Monthly Archive for July, 2006

Olive Garden, or the middle of nowhere

I got an interview at Olive Garden today! I think I might actually get hired. The interview went well, and I’m perfectly qualified for the position (dishwasher…how hard can that be?). Plus the manager who interviewed me said that if the general manager had been in, I would have gotten a second interview right then. He wasn’t, though, so they’ll call me back later. I really hope they do. I’ve already been snubbed by half the businesses in Burlington on interviews…

I also turned in applications to a couple of gas stations just in case, although I doubt I’ll get hired. I probably don’t look tough enough to scare off robbers. Meh. I don’t really think I’d want such a thankless job. Ugh. I’d probably always end up with the customers who come in and ask for exactly five and two-ninths gallons of gas, or something like that. Or pay in change. Or large bills.

Anyways, I’m keeping my fingers crossed that Olive Garden calls me back. Getting a job will not only get me money (and a cell phone, according to my dad), but will keep me from having to do tough labor jobs with my uncle or grandpa. Stacking bricks? Making roofs? Not my idea of a fun time. Especially considering I’ve had to do jobs with them before. Definitely not fun.

And next week I leave for Mexico on yet another church mission trip. I’m really starting to question why I’m going, especially since this trip has forced me to forgo a chance at $600 (playing clarinet for the performing of “Annie Got Her Gun” at McIntyre Hall) and will screw with my work schedule if I’m to get hired by anyone in the next week. Not to mention that we’re going to the middle of the desert (El Paso, Texas and Juarez, Mexico to be exact) in July. I’m going to die. Or at least suffer miserably. I’m not sure which is worse. Yes, yes, I know I lived in Texas for almost eight years. I hated it then, too. I doubt much has changed.

Anyways, I hope I’m not expected to suffer immensely in the interest of helping others. I think I can help other people better when I’m not dying. If anyone tells me I need to suffer like Jesus did (yes, unfortunately it’s a Christian mission trip; we’re going to convert the Mexicans!), I know exactly what I’m going to tell them…and I won’t mention it here because of the kiddies. It’s bad enough what they see on cable TV.

If I don’t come back from Mexico, I bequeath my Xanga to Ian, who will undoubtedly Trekify it beyond recognition. Hmm, maybe I should rethink that bit…

The abortion rant

This is a rant about abortions. If the mere mention of the word abortion brings up mental images of dismembered babies in trash cans, you should probably leave before I mention the word abortion again. Oops.

So, on with the rant. I am pro-choice. Always have been and probably always will be. Now, before any of you jump on my back and berate me for being a baby-killing godless liberal or something along those lines, let me make it clear that I do not love abortion. I see it as a last-ditch option for people who really need it, such as rape victims or people who used every form of birth control known to man and still managed to have a baby. I don’t see it as a form of birth control. If you can’t figure out how to put on a condom or take a pill, you probably shouldn’t be having sex anyways. I am pro-choice because I want people to have the option of having an abortion. I’m big on rights and freedoms. Banning abortions is denying people the right to have one, and I can’t abide by that. Besides, outlawing abortion will just lead to a rise in illegal (and thus unsafe because well-trained, upstanding doctors wouldn’t perform banned operations) abortions in back alleys and seedy clinics. If someone really wants (or needs) an abortion, they will get one regardless of what the law says. The amount of illegal drug use in this country should be enough to prove that point, however unfortunate that may be. And what reasons are there for banning abortion? Personal? Moral? Personal and moral beliefs have no place in legislation. They’re there, of course, but they shouldn’t be. Laws should be made on what’s truly good for the people, not what the lawmakers believe to be good.

But are there reasons for opposing abortion other than the obvious moral ones? I can’t think of any. A few days ago, someone told me that there were non-moral reasons, but they neglected to tell me what they were. Typical. They just didn’t expect me to call them on their unfounded argument. Anyways, they could have meant economic reasons. But that falls apart rather quickly as well. It costs less to abort a fetus than to raise a child through 18 years. A first-trimester abortion? Several hundred dollars. Raising a kid from birth to college? A quarter of a million dollars. Ouch. Abortions aren’t going to significantly reduce the workforce, either. Indeed, the number of abortions is growing rapidly and has since the early nineties. But the birthrate has also increased. Since not every person who gets pregnant has an abortion, it’s reasonable to conclude that a fair amount of babies will be born in any given year. And since the majority of these children will grow up healthy and wind up working in some career (be it white- or blue-collar), the workforce will always have a hefty influx of 18-year-olds who were thrown out on their own with a warning to get a job and enough cash to buy a Vespa. So there’s no good economic reason for banning abortions.

Heck, I can’t even think of any other possibilities. Economic was the only one I came up with, and I couldn’t even figure out a good argument for that. So it appears that the only reasons there exist people who label themselves pro-life are moral ones. The main one is that abortion is murder. Fair enough. A fetus is a living being, so aborting it is killing it. But is this wrong, I ask you? Most people don’t find anything wrong with eating a chicken. Few find anything morally reprehensible about exterminating mice. And almost no one objects to stomping on a cockroach when it scurries out from under the washing machine. Chickens, mice, and cockroaches are all living beings. Yet most pro-lifers hold to a double-standard. They might picket an abortion clinic while wearing a leather belt, go home to turkey dinner and yell at a few pro-choicers out the window, and call the Orkin man while carrying the baby they conceived after being raped by their ex-boyfriend. And I bet half of them are in favor of the “war” in Iraq. Double standard.

But, of course, there is a difference, as most of these people would tell you. Fetuses are somehow…”better” than other animals. How so? Because fetuses allegedly have souls. They are human, as if that makes any difference. Humans are animals, and that’s all I’ll say on the subject because I don’t want to drag myself off on a tangent in the middle of my argument. Indeed, fetuses are human. They have human DNA. They exhibit human behavior and have human-like features (in the first and second trimesters, that is; by the third trimester, they’ve become miniature humans in appearance). But does this really make a difference? Again, that’s a moral decision. If you’re like me, you callously say that at this stage, life can easily be created again. It doesn’t matter terribly much. I don’t pride myself on saying that, but it’s how I justify abortions. Either that or I forgo the issue altogether and justify it based on rights. On the other hand, you might hold life very dear, in which case I hope you don’t eat animals and are dead-set against war and the death penalty. Whatever the case, your own reasons probably sound the most right to you, so I don’t even know why I’m bothering to write about it. I had a point, but I lost it amidst my jumbled thoughts. I might come back to it if I find it.

It’s clear the moral issue surrounding abortion will never come to a sufficient compromise. But it’s equally clear that denying people the right to have an abortion is the absolute wrong course of action. There is no single moral standard on which to base laws. And there are plenty of sound reasons to leave the option available to those who need it. I suppose it would be best to leave this up to the individual states, but I fear that many states will go the way of South Dakota and ban abortion outright. Then again, I don’t trust our current federal government with the decision, either. Our dear president has a habit of forcing his morals on the American people, whether it’s for our good or not. It’s a good thing he’s only got two more years, or I’d be afraid for the fate of democracy in this country. Can anyone say “the United Kingdom of America”?

Anyways, I don’t want to start ranting about Bush and his ill-conceived Patriot Act and NCLB (not to mention this “war” on terrorism and our illegal occupation of Afghanistan and Iraq), so I’ll stop now and go to bed. Or something. Maybe I’ll check under my bed for FBI agents…

The hard way

I should learn to do backups more often… I finally fixed my computer after having completely wiping it out due to a partitioning operation gone horribly wrong. Funny story, if you have a strange sense of humor. Anyways, whatever I did screwed up my computer so bad that it wouldn’t start up at all. But luckily for me, all my files were still on the hard drive, which meant I didn’t do too bad of a job messing it all up. I still had to copy (almost) all my files off the hard drive, wipe the hard drive clean, yell at the laptop for not letting me boot off a CD, somehow manage to figure out how to boot from the CD-ROM, install Windows, install five billion Windows updates, install five billion programs, and copy all the files back onto the hard drive, only to realize that I forgot to get my fonts off the hard drive before I wiped it, which leaves me with all the uncool Windows base fonts and none of my uber-cool designer fonts that I used to make my websites look nice. But at least I saved everything else. I hope. I suppose I’ll find out sooner or later…

But now I’m back up and running, better than before, actually. It’s nice to start all over every once in a while to get rid of all the junk that builds up on your computer. But it’s a real bugger to go through. If this has taught me anything, it’s to not mess around with partitions and back up far more often than I used to.

So that’s what I’ve been up to for the past three days. Fun times, eh? I’m sure I just bored everyone to tears. I’m sorry that my life isn’t more exciting. I try, I really do. Maybe sometime soon I’ll tell you all about my gallivanting around the countryside in my Geo. Even better, right? I’d rant about something, but I’m too tired, and I’m not about to share the intimate details of my relationship with Lindsay, either. My parents read this. Savvy?

Laptop killer

I killed my laptop. It made me sad. Now I have to copy everything off the hard drive, reformat the hard drive, reinstall Windows, and copy almost everything back on to the hard drive. All because I didn’t do my backups like a good boy. Let this be a lesson to everyone out there: remember to back up your computers. Do it. Now.

Well, yesterday was just an average day, but with more food involved. That’s how the Fourth of July generally is for me. Nobody will let me near the fireworks. I can’t imagine why…

So, since my computer is effectively useless until I can fix everything, I’m forced to finish graduation thank you letters (yeah, I’m a bit behind on those, I know), clean up my room (it would be nice to actually see the floor, I suppose), and always keep an eye on the computer transferring all my files to make sure it doesn’t mysteriously stop copying for an hour or two and waste all my time. Argh. Did I mention how I don’t like technology sometimes?

Interview time

Happy 4th of July, everyone!

So, I got my AP test scores back yesterday. I was actually pleasantly surprised to find that I got a 4 on the AP Calculus test. Pretty sweet. That means I get placement into MATH 124 (Calculus with analytic geometry, or some such) as well as five credits towards that class. Yay, more calculus…

Today, I also have a job interview at Haggen. Well, it’s an open interview, so anyone with an application can walk right in and be interviewed, so it’s not really that special. But at least it’s something. I still can’t believe Target hasn’t gotten back to me. I’m fairly sure they’re not going to hire me. I seem to be cursed in the job-hunting department. It usually goes like this:

Me: I see you’re hiring. Can I get an application?
Manager: Sure, here you go.
Me: *fills out application* All right, here’s my application. When can I get an interview?
Manager: Right now! Come on in.
Me: Great!
Manager: *does brief inteview* Well, I’ve reviewed your application, but I’m afraid we don’t have any positions available at this time.
Me: But your sign says you’re hiring!
Manager: Yes, but you applied for cashier, and we don’t need any more cashiers.
Me: Can I apply for any available position, then?
Manager: Yes…we’ll get back to you later, all right?
Me: Okay, sure.

And then they never speak to me again. It never fails. I apply nearly everywhere with a “Now Hiring” sign. Sometimes I get lucky enough to actually get an interview. Sometimes. And even then, it’s doubtful that I’ll get hired. I think it’s because I always look angry, even though I try my hardest to smile during interviews.

I don’t know. But it sure bugs the hell out of me when I hear about some friend of mine with just as little experience getting a job at Target or Fred Meyer days after applying, when it takes me months just to hear that they don’t have any positions for me.

Oh well. Maybe I’ll get lucky at Haggen this time. It is, after all, the third time I’ve applied. I guess we’ll see.

 

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