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Name: Kyle
Gender: Male
Interests: Baseketball, sleeping, drums, guitar, piano, face painting, ddr, eating rice, ballkeeper, not thinking, making hot dogs, throwing paper, underwater basket weaving, putting around, eating stuff, throwing bananas, teasing monkeys....
Expertise: official kid slapper. NO FUN enforcer. Just some of the names my kids come up with..."Coach UGLY," "Old Lady", "Coach Belly(but i told them to call me that one).
Occupation: Executive
Industry: Government
Message: message meEmail: email me
Website: visit my website
AIM:  onARA masTA yAO
Member Since:
3/31/2003
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| I am officially retiring this xanga. So sorry to my 2 fans. If you care this much, I'll be blogging at blogspot from now on:
http://kylelikesyou.blogspot.com/
Farewell!
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| i want to start carrying eggs in a cooler in my car because whenever a few punk kids decide to be funny and throw an egg at my car, i'll pull over, grab an egg from the cooler, and walk towards them. i'll show them the egg in my hand and ask if it's theres. they'd look at my egg and think i CAUGHT the egg they threw and stare at me in amazement. that would be so cool.
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| so everyone has been asking things like,
"how's the new job?"
"what is it that you do now, exactly?"
"can you please stop talking to me?"
anyways, i am now approaching my 5th week of work at a company called Bankers Toolbox. we create and sell software to banks that help them identify and prevent money-laundering and fraud (wow, sounds cool huh?).
so what do i do? well, once the banks have bought and installed our software, there of course will be error messages. they then email or call our company, and i am the one that picks up the phone/reads the email, then assigns the issue to the appropriate person to take care of. i don't really help anyone, mainly because i don't know much about anything (yet!), but i did help one guy by telling him he can save downloaded files by right-clicking the link and then choosing "save as." score!
i've called this position two things. the first is "monkey boy," because it's super easy. it's reassuring though, because a lot of my co-workers started out with this job, and are now working more important positions. so hopefully in the future i can be of more assistance to the company. the second name for my position is CTU (counter terrorist unit for those who watch 24...i don't but i know they have a unit). this is because some of our software makes sure that known terrorists don't open up bank accounts with our customers. so part of what i do is help in the fight against terrorism. take that, osama.
thus, my workload usually depends on if people are having problems with the software. i've come into work with 20 emails/messages waiting to be assigned. last week, there was a day when i got about 3 emails the entire day and like 1 call which i just transfered to someone else. so some days i have loads of free time. recently, with the help of a website and Kim, i've been learning Sequel, the computer language. my office mate says i don't HAVE to know it, but the more I know, the better.
someone asked me today which character from THE OFFICE (sept 25, btw!) do i have a similar job to. i would have to say PAM BEASLEY...
"Banker's Toolbox, this is Kyle."
Here are some reasons why I like work:
5. ATTIRE. Totally casual. T-shirts, sandals, etc. My kind of place.
4. OFFICE. Yes, I have an office, NOT a cubical! It's a pretty big office too, a few dart boards, 2 desks, a brand new computer! and TWO MONITORS. yes, because I'm that busy and have THAT many things open on my computer at once (i'm totally serious).
3. VIEW. One of my walls is like 5 huge windows put together. I think I have the greatest view at work. I can see one major street with a fire department somewhere along it, so about 3 or 4 times a day i see a firetruck zoom down the street. There's a few small streets that intersect the main one, so i watch about a zillion people run red lights everyday. I was thinking of renting out my office space to some policemen to watch the intersection, they'd probably make bank on the amount of tickets they could give out. Heck yes. The Van Nuys airport is close as well, so i get to watch a bunch of planes land everyday. How awesome is that?
2. FOOD. Ok, so check this out. Probably the single GREATEST perk from ANY job i've ever heard of. so everyday, the company sends me two menus, and i get to choose where I want to eat, and can choose ANYTHING on the menu under $8.50. they buy it for me, bring it to the lunch room, and viola! FREE LUNCH EVERYDAY! Soooo cool. And they keep the fridge stocked with soda, bagels, string cheese, peanut butter granola bars...it's awesome.
however, last thursday I ordered something but I guess it was on an older menu. when the food came and i looked at the updated menu I saw my lunch really cost closer to 10 bucks! AND that food gave me MAJOR gas. ask my brother...mike was over that night (and mike doesnt need food to fart like crazy), we were literally tootin every two minutes. it was glorious.
1. MY GIRLFRIEND WORKS THERE. Yes, that's right. I am not the shallow, pig-headed guy some of you think I am. I choose my girlfriend over FOOD, and I'd do it again...eventually. But it's cool, we work in different departments but right down the hall from each other. It's convenient for carpooling, too. People always ask if we get tired of seeing each other, and I always say, "well, she's probably tired of seeing ME...". And her job is WAY more important than mine. She's entrusted with more company secrets than I am. it's like in heroes...she would be Clarie's dad/Horned Rimmed Glasses, and I would be the invisible Australian guy that is secretly taken to the bridge and gets shot at (and then i survive and come back to wreck havoc on them all!).
haha. so that's that. now you know what I'm up to 8 hours a day. i hope this post has brought you happiness, the same happiness i get when i open up those two menus every weekday...
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(that's my made-up smiley...i've dubbed him "half-cat")
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| i've been working full time these past 3 weeks at my new job...more on that hopefully later.
but kim was driving me home from work and i saw a taco truck at a gas station filling up. so i was like, "WAIT! hold on, i want to take a picture!" and my shorts had so many freakin pockets i couldn't figure out where my cell phone was, and kim started driving away.
"nooOOOOO!"
i had wanted to take a picture and put it here and have a caption that said "even taco trucks need gas."
i told horace and he didnt think it was too funny, so maybe its lame. i thought it was funny. and that's what counts right? a lof of people tell me, no, it doesn't.
so for now, just pretend there's a picture of a taco truck at a gas station below. :(
even taco trucks need love.
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| so it seems i was signed up to give a devo on prayer at general conference this year. i should really go to those cya meetings so i stop getting volunteered to do stuff.
haha just kidding its cool. just a little intimidating, because all of the important people of the conference will be there. i kinda feel like this:
so we'll see what happens.
mt hermon rocked.
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