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  <updated>2007-02-23T13:38:58Z</updated>
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    <title>heanes @ 2007-02-23T08:38:00</title>
    <published>2007-02-23T13:38:58Z</published>
    <updated>2007-02-23T13:38:58Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Work:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never worked at a place that was so childish.. When I move to florida and got a job at convergys I thought I was actually climbing up the wall.. for success but I have realized that I am just going to high school and getting paid for it. February 21st was the day.. I see GROWN adults act like there 17 and still in high school. I have a new TL.. Ebony.. and We are all meshed together into one big row.. Ebony.. Allen and Rachel.. I am sititng in my "designated zone". The TL Rachel had made stupid lil signs for her team.. and this gay boy john sits in the seat I was occupying.. He had not been there for 2 days.. so it wasnt a big deal. But come wednesday he came to work and things got a lil crazy. I was on break when he arrived at work..and I guess him and the OLD hag that sits next to me were booo hooo crying because they didnt get the seat they wanted. I guess she was bad mouthing me and I didnt understand what zoned seating meant. So they had already pissed me off today over that. Then I just tried to forget about it.. and move on.. but the lady just keep staring at me and giving me dirty looks. By the time I went to lunch i didnt think things were going to get out of hand.. We were chilling at subway.. and Ozzie had called to tell us he moved back into my seat. He moved all of my things and logged me out.. so I was pissed off.. I came back took my head set.. and my stuff and cused him out over a stupid seat.. I told my TL.. and then the old hag and the gay kid were arguing with me and cassandra over the stupid ZONES! So my TL got very upset and started yelling at the old hang and telling here that its OUR zone.. and WE share. and I had the right to sit there so as my TL and here started arguing on the call center floor. I was moved all the way to the front this argument lasted all day.. and got the ops managers involved and everything. But I basically won. But I can't believe grown adults can act that way. &lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>New Friends</title>
    <published>2006-12-20T17:16:41Z</published>
    <updated>2006-12-20T17:17:52Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;New Friends:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like meeting new people. It so interesting to learn so much about them. I currently have made a new friend.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her name is &lt;font color="#ff99cc"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cassandra&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;.. shes super cool and corky like me. She has that&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#0000ff"&gt; northern&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; style which I love. Its really&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hard to know what to say in front of someone new, because your not sure where it will go. You really dont know&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if this will be a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#ff6600"&gt;die&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; hard friend or just an assoicate your worked with at one time. I just hope that me and&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cassandra's friendship will be a die hard one. And she will be one of my good friends! I know that I wont&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#800080"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#ffff00"&gt;betray&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you.. and I hope you can trust me. I know were new.. but anything that is said to me.. will stay with me! Dont fret&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to call me at anytime day or night.. i am here when needed. I will be your shoulder that you may lean on. Your&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Truely an Unique and a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#339966"&gt;Gem&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.. make sure you stay that way. Luv ya.... &lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#00ff00"&gt;Heanes..&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</content>
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