Hello thar. It’s been a while since I last posted. My last post was also a mess. A painful mess that took the blog with it into the bottom of the quality hole. But I’m still proud I wrote it.
Anyway, to the point. I’ve got my Degree (Degree +Master1 for the ones who study in 3-year schools) It’s over. So, here’s how I feel.
Did it worth the time? For the paper itself, only time will tell. Things in Greece are pretty ugly on finding a proper job. So, I’m about to end up doing something completely different than my degree. woo hoo?
Talking on doing something completely different, I found a job. Well I am not WOKING now, since I’m still in training, but that’s what I’ll be doing for the following months.
“hey there, is mr (random name) at home? Are you his wife? I’m calling on behalf of a (not so random company but let’s not say names) for a reduction that you can achieve in your electricity bill.” It’s promotional, outbound sales.
We are trying to be pressing and polite at the same time which is kind of weird to pull off. But then, have you ever tried to talk to a university professor recently? It’s the same thing. But you must face different people.
The customers on the other side of the line may have a bazillion different reactions but they have been narrowed into five.
1. Positive
Especially when there was an advertisement in a morning-zone television show, the inbound calls were ALL like this. Outbound calls not so much but, hey, there are all sorts of people out there.
2. Hesitating
They also want to ask their wives/husbands, want to discuss with someone of trust. The worst case scenario is when, after five minutes of explaining the details, they say “It’s all good as YOU are sayin’ but I need to see it written to be sure about it”. Seriously?
3. Negative
Some of them are polite and say “no thank you” some others just hung up. Others say how annoying it is to call. The worst is when you get a furious one, screaming every curseword of the Greek language.
The last thing I condone is impolite people. Just say “sorry I’m not interested” and hang up the damn thing.
The other two types are everybody’s favorites
4. Answering Machine
and 5. FAX
The training is going fine. The team leader is a cool guy which tries to confort all the newbies, since he was a newbie himself once. Another guy from the higher tiers of the company was also good and fine, trying to tell us not to be afraid of taking new steps in our lives and stuff. Which is, in terms of recruiting new workers, pretty well thought so not to scare newcomers.
Another guy that had to do with the team, didn’t do his best as the others did. He went on a pretty “strong” lecturing inside the telephone center, knowing that there were fresh trainees that he haven’t introduced himself before. The lecturing was also for meaningless things. It was about “not being in the specific program they use to call” while the callbacks aren’t nessesarily recorded by the program or something like that, as the girl working next to me told me.
So, that’s that.
I think that I haven’t made anything funny on this post. Also, I think that I haven’t covered everything that’s going on in my life these days. So, expect a new post soon-ish.
Here are some random thoughts that I randomly drew.
A four-panel about how Final Fantasy games are produced lately
The characters
The characteristics of the main character
Other characters’ characteristics
Finally, the setting
As shown in FFXIII recently, it’s amazing but makes a no sense.
Let’s move on to the next subject
Pricing of the new portable game consoles caused some rage.
First, the price of 3DS announced:
And then, the NGP came along
So, that’s exactly what happened to our site (http://game20.gr). Apparently we have a lot of Sony fanboys that can’t shut up and just play games.
To finish that atrocity of a post, I’ll express my Issues with John Marston from Red Dead Redemption. This character has two moods.
So, there. John Marston has no emotions other than complete apathy and complete fury. Nothing in between at all!
Apparently you are at the end of this post. Congratulations! You have patience…
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My crappy English ruined an already ruined post. Able Sondier? In French means “the guy that sings” Maybe Square Enix should consider a Final Fantasy game that’s also a musical! 
It’s been a while since my last post. That was because I had my head and hands full with various stuff. So, here’s a post, complete with hilarious, poorly drawn stuff.
It’s no secret that I love gadgets. Thus, everything that has a touchscreen, has an actual OS and connects to several types of wireless connections is a matter of fetish for me. So, After N-gage, wich was essentially a Symbian S60 smarphone in a GameGear form factor, I got an HTC Wildfire. Officially, my second smartphone ever.
I haven’t touched a single Android mobile phone before, so I got me an HTC Wildfire. I mostly wanted to get a rid of my Motorola “whining for no good reason” phones and put them into oblivion as quickly as possible.
The reason I didn’t buy a used iPhone was that it’s too much hussle. It’s A-OK for an iTouch to utilize iTunes for syncing everything and sometimes it’s more convenient than the crappy MPD protocol that requires to copy all the songs to your hard drive everytime.
So, long story short, I jumped into the train of Android.
Loved
This thing has everything. Really. I’m in such a geeky bliss when I use Foursquare to tell people (who probably don’t give a shit) where am I and what I do. Also, Messaging apps made SMS and e-mail on the go much more effortless.
Hated
Protective stuff. All such phones have twice the ways to use them but are twice as sensitive. So I had to buy a case and a screen protector.
the later is utter hate. I will never figure out how to do it properly…
Instead of getting prepared for my English and French courses I happen to have this evening, I decided to post a random update.
You probably know that I live close to dinosaur fossils and/or dragons. Namely, I now live in the basement of my parents house. It’s a four story house with an underground garage.
So, Here’s a quick plan
In case I gave you the wrong impression, we are nor rich. Well, we are not poor either. The land this thing was built upon was my grandpa’s heritage to my father, so we gave almost half of the land and we got three of those. The other two are for rent.
Anyhow, I’m not very fond of my house for three reasons.
Most of the houses around our area have various decorations, curved balconies and pointy roofs and arks kinda look like this.
Not an actual nearby house but you got the idea.
However, our house looks like a box. No shitting. This thing is as cubic as if the god had a cubic diarrhea and shat cubes the one on top of each other and made a house.
On second thought, Maybe it’s made off of Tetris blocks! That’d be awesome. But even so, there must be someone placing them the right way. Which in our case, the one is a total douche.
It is believed that the smaller are the rooms, the cozier they get. On the other side, the bigger, the better. That confused the architect so much, we either have big spacious rooms or little ones that feel like suffocating and pain. Plus, not all rooms have the same ceiling height. The room layout kind of looks like the above Tetris gangbang.
Also, I hate the placement of my room. It’s right under a huge surface of cement and tiles exposed to the elements of nature. It’s the coldest room in the winter because it’s underground, and the warmest in the summer because the sun heats the layers of cement and tiles making it a nice little oven.
Last but not least
It sports an internal elevator, there is a total of 4 toilets flushing all day long, We have all sorts of appliances, it takes forever to heat in the winter and an ice age to cool in the summer. It needs a lot of money for electricity and water bills. Oh, and maintenance too. So, even though we live in such a big house, I still sit on an office chair that I have from middle school (13 years) Actually, it’s a transvestite between my middle school chair that’s green and my brother’s middle school chair that’s gray.
So we are leaving in a huge spacious house without ensuring the comfort in it. Well, my brother worked hard and we got a niche television set and sound system for us to play games on, and internet is running wirelessly through the entire house but still. Getting inside a behemoth like that one’s expecting to see a comfortable house with plenty of elegance and awesome. PLUS, all the guests… correction, all my parent’s guests, get to sleep either to my or my brothers room. We already have a guest room, but there’s just a transforming couch that’s uncomfortable as hell.
And don’t get me started about the problematic construction of the house. Mostly because I have to do those French exercises.
See? I bitched again.
