Day 669

Friday | December 27th, 2013

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Today was a slog that I’d rather not repeat but because this TOEIC camp is already in motion and certain disasters have already been set I know I’m in for more days like today. In fact, I’m in for exactly nine more days like today. Days where I get up before the crack of dawn, drink the strongest single cup of joe I can get my hands on, then cab into work where I get to spend the next two hours installing Dropbox and recording software onto a minimum of 23 systems so students in the camp can rotate in and take a simulation test that will help them and their teachers address and surmount their weaknesses on the test and perhaps in English too.

This is the same as the last three camps I’ve worked … just … the booking of the computer lab got screwed up so we have to share. It means I can set up in one place and be confident that those systems will be the same the next day we do testing. Worse, the lab for the morning and afternoon is different. This means that everything I did in the morning between 08.00 and 10.00 had to be repeated again between 13.00 and 15.00 in another room. Four fucking hours of click, click, click. Four fucking hours of doing shit like turning off the display notices setting in Dropbox because if it pops up doing some kid’s test to say useless shit like, “Hey, you know that file ‘2309482390fdkljersldgt.dkf’? Well, that file, ‘2309482390fdkljersldgt.dkf’ has been successfully synced. Woohoo! High Five!”

Why do computers do shit like this? Best yet, why do developers think this shit is useful? I never want to know the nitty-gritty of each fucking file sync. I only want to be notified if something goes wrong.

When this kind of crap pops up when some student is taking a simulation test, they freeze and read the notification. Every time. If it’s in English, they think it’s part of the test and try to figure out what to do next. If it’s in Korean, they think they need to flag me and fix their computer. Either way, their simulation experience is fucked. So click, click, click, a clicking I went for four fucking hours.

I forgot about board game night with all this clickedy-clackedy. I hadn’t even decided to go. I went because there were no computers, no TOEIC, no Dropbox, no prompts, no bullshit, and best of all homemade cookies. Not the sorry ass excuses for cookies that I’ve been forced to eat since I last had a real cookie. These were peanut butter oatmeal. I ate about 20 while playing Monopoly (top) over probably four hours.

I lost. The whole evening was exactly what I needed.

The Daily Bullet

Happy Go Lucky, because I miss him. He’s getting old. He was only a couple of years old when I met Meow. Now he has trouble walking.

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Daily Report

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Gyeongju

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The Fourth Wall

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