Morning all

*raising my coffee cup in salute through the haze of cigarette smoke* "Morning All! It's 4:54 AM and I'm the only Scoob awake. I'm going to have to locate a few more people online to talk to in the mornings. There's not a soul awake that I know up at this hour. I hope you're all having a good morning, or afternoon, or whatever when you read this I'm just sitting here trying to plan my day. We'll be packing up the Jeep about 7 AM to head to work but I always have these two hours first thing in the morning to kill while I get motivated and go over all the emails I have to respond to when I get to work each morning. What's on the to do list for today? That's a productive use of blog-time so I'll start with that.

• Have Tyrhon check with Logistics to see if the Cisco equipment is all on the ground on-site.
• Create a ring topology backup solution in case they decide they want to implement the alternate fiber plan (like I can fix that once they already have the concrete laid... but whatever)
• Get update from the server guys and determine the move-ahead strategy for implementing Microsoft's new plan.
• Learn Arabic (ha.. I wish)
• Conference Call with Nizar about issues currently needing attention over there.

Oh yeah, got to order the equipment we need and have it shipped asap. Here's what I'm at so far:

• Pelican Cases for the fiber equipment.
• Motorola Radios for the ground-crew once we're on-site.
• Staging Materials for the burn-in crew: markers, QA dots, labels, etc.

Oh yeah.. I have someting that I want to get off my chest. I did FINALLY get the passport issue handled. And as always, the friendly people at the Child Support office were holding things up. Ooohhh I was pissed. You know that the head of Pitt County Child Support called my daughter's mother (Michelle) and asked her if she wanted ALL my lifetime's arrears up front? If Michelle had said yes, they would have held the passport until I gave them six thousand dollars in cash! What a bitch. I'm one of the few (no, that's not fair... ) one of the many fathers who DO pay their child support every month. I get along great with my daughter, her mother, and her "other daddy".. lol. And no matter what I do, some money grubbing, man-hating, woman in the child support office gets up my ass at least once a year. Not to rant here, but man haters should be drug out in the street and shot. And I don't mean to be gender biased here, but it's ALL women in that department. In the nine years I have been dealing with Social Services, I've never ever spoken to, or seen, a man on staff. The child support section of social services is composed of a bunch of hateful women who hate all men and do their best to completely screw anyone they come across. They think that just because you're paying child support, you have to be some worthless asshole who's a deadbeat dad. Want a clue to their philosophy? Think about it? Who VOLUNTEERS to work that position? Who WANTS to be a child support enforcement officer? I'd lay dollars to donuts that every one of them there either has a man who left them, a father who wasn't a good one, or some other male role-model figure in their life who screwed them. Hey ladies. It's not the fault of EVERY man on the planet that you're a fucking bitch! Get over it! Thanks to this department, I have actually had three warrants for my arrest in my lifetime. Know why? Because they're stupid and don't think that anyone they deal with is worth anything. The second time they had a warrant out for me, they had one for over a year before I even knew about it. I was the the one who called THEM to clear it up and see what it was for. Rather than trying to explain it to me and let me get it straight, they immediately decided that since they had me on the phone, they'd try to hold me there while they sent the cops to my house. Want to know the funny part? They said that they had sent me three summons to court and that they couldn't find me. Guess what. I lived with a fucking police officer! How fucking hard am I to find? I LIVE WITH A COP, LADY! OOOOH I hate these people. And while I'm on the subject, take those fucking posters off the wall in the social services building. I dare you to go in there one day and look around on the way down the hall to the child support section of the building. EVERY one of them is a "don't be a dead-beat-dad" poster. Anyone want to stop and remind these people: Hey, you fucking idiot: Don't me a crack-whore mother! Hey, don't be a slut in front of your kids! Hey, don't leave your kids at home with your mom and dad just so you can go downtown and get laid... AGAIN... which is obviously what got you into this predicament in the first place. It's fucking ridiculous how far they go in that department to screw men as hard as they can. Can we men who pay child support get on a rating system or something? We'll wear little buttons of different colors to let them know just how far down on the eat-shit-and-die scale. Oh yeah, and here's another issue. While we're at it, this FUCKING BITCH really ruins my day some more. (ok, yeah I'm blatantly ranting now) I'm sitting there at her desk while she clears the paperwork for me to get my passport. I had to just give her $2000.00 to get a passport? THEN, she tells me, while she has me over a barrel and I can't refuse the issue, that they are upping my child support thirty dollars a month. Now, that's not thirty dollars a month that goes back to my daughter. If it was, they could have every dime I make. It's 30 dollars a month that goes towards the arrears they've been sucking out of my taxes for the last NINE years, which I've already paid off about 3 times over. First off, I'm 28 years old and I'm a working professional. Where in that statement does it say that I can just shit two-thousand dollars at the drop of a hat? This lady has no idea how much that affects my household income for the coming months. I JUST bought a new used Jeep, which means I just dropped a thousand dollars on Monday already. NOW, I have to drop two-thousand more the same week. If I hadn't just changed jobs, that would be a month and a half's income all by itself. Thankfully it's not THAT long at my current income rate, but it's still a significant portion of my income for a significant portion of time. And the woman had the audacity to smile the whole time she's holding this shit over my head? Did I say it before? BITCH! I'm sorry to say it, but Social Services is an extremely ineffective group of sorry-ass man-hating, lonely women, who couldn't get jobs anywhere else in the state doing what they wanted to do. Take your community-college-semi-educated, over-weight ass, and go ruin someone else's life you fucking bitch. Ooh.. I have an idea... how about go on a fucking DATE! Get laid! Something! Just quit feeling like it's your damned JOB to screw with people's families. You're not fucking helping. Guess what happens if my daughter gets hurt tomorrow and has to go to the doctor? I, and all the other dads you just fucked, can't afford to take their kids. Want to know why? Because YOU wanted to get a fucking bonus for getting money back to the state of north carolina that they're NOT EVEN OWED! Yes, there ARE dead-beat dads out there, but we're not ALL one of them. Where were you people when I was 9 years old wearing hand-me-downs while my mother worked 3 jobs to put me and my brother through school and to put food on our table? You sure as hell weren't out there collecting the child-support that was owed. Oh that's right, you must have been out collecting North Carolina State Arrears Payments for that entire fucking decade of my life. Where were you when my sisters needed support, but never got? The money social services DID manage to get never made its way to my families table, or theirs. It went into state arrears. Fuck-you-so-very-much too! Anyone know where the "can't-pay-rent-because-social-services-likes-to-fuck-me office is? I'd like to apply for support. Oh wait. I have a penis.. I'm ineligible. Now, I guess I could beat my wife and send her instead... that would work with our wonderful state support system. NEWS FLASH TO THE STATE OF NORTH CAROLINA: Why don't you get off your fucking lazy asses and do something to the abusive dads who are hurting their kids? Why don't you go track down the ten thousand baby-daddy's around Greenville with 5 kids from 5 different women, who are currently running around peddling their drugs to MY kids and arrest THEM for god's sake? Give the social services department guns and let them loose on Martin Luther King Boulevard for a few days. Hell, we could get some support for families AND fix the deficit! Why don't you people try some good advice and tell the stupid fucking crack whores with 5 kids to sew their damned thighs shut and fix the whole problem! Every single man who's not married to the mother of their child aren't necessarily to blame for whatever happened to you. We're not ALL sorry-ass individuals running around in navigators while our kids go hungry. Fuck you. Fuck your department. And fuck your twisted ass legal system that allows you to hold people over a barrel to get what you want. Yesterday, you ended whatever respect I had for you when you held my job over my head. "Mr. Jordan, we're only going to allow this passport to go through if you sign this document agreeing to increase your monthly support" YOU JUST TOOK TWO THOUSAND DOLLARS YOU DUMB ASS WHORE! WHAT IN THE HELL MORE DID YOU WANT FROM ME? Now, instead of being able to relax a LITTLE bit while I'm gone, my girlfriend has to bust her ass while I'm gone to keep the fucking lights turned on because YOU people decided that you'd like my entire check for the month of February IN ADVANCE! I'll try telling the power company, the landlord, the insurance company, and the lady at the grocery store who to call when their fucking check bounces! What if something DOES happen here? What is my girlfriend get sick and needs to go to the doctor? Guess what, I'll be 4,987 miles away in a fucking foreign country with no way home and you just took every fucking dime I will have for almost the entire time I'm gone!!! Do you have any idea how long it takes to LEAVE Lybia for an emergency? I do. I checked. About three fucking weeks. Once you're there, you're NOT coming home for shit until your pre-arranged departure date. Your mother's dying? Tough shit. Welcome to Africa! That money was all she had as a buffer in case something went wrong while I was gone. Not to mention that the bitch had the nerve to tell me that she suggested I speak with my employer and get an advance. Do you know how fucking unprofessional it is to ask ANY employer, especially a NEW one, "Hi... umm... see.. well... the state of north carolina thinks I'm a deadbeat, and they told me to ask you if you can pay me in advance for this month, so I can go give it all to them." That's something you just do NOT do, especially to an employer who's paying you to do what I'm doing. It's a permanent blemish on your record that's not easily forgotten. He's always going to remember that in the future. Thanks a lot State of NC... really appreciate it.