Twitter Quip

    Two quick quips: In the company of Leno and theives

    I’ve come across many companies online that are hiring and the only way to apply is to create an account–a user name and password–with them and “login” to their site. And since most people use the same password for the majority of their accounts, applying for a job at Joe’s Widget Shack would give Joe’s site administrator access to your user name and password. Seems like a good opportunity for fraud.

    I wonder how many con artists and identity thieves prey on the unemployed. People who look for jobs online are desperate. Users would be more than happy to disclose Social Security numbers because it “feels” like a normal part of the application process. It’s probably pretty easy for criminals: set up a fake job opening and–BAM!–you got some sucker’s SSN, home address, and employment history. Seems like they’re be a lot of that–especially with the amount of time spent by lowlifes trying to hack into worthless MySpace accounts. Then again, would it really be worth it? Criminals steal identities for profit’s sake. If someone is unemployed, how much money could they have?

    Jay Leno is moving to prime time television for NBC and I find it to be a . . . . .

     

    An Unpleasant Endorsement (even more politics)

    When I came of age and cast my first ballot, I considered myself a Republican. Even though I despised the morality police tactics of the GOP, I believed in the Republican perspective with money and government. I always thought that you should work for what you get and get what you work for. Welfare, food stamps, and charity were all things I despised because I believed they catered towards the lazy and invited corruption. But above all, Democrats really pissed me off.

    That’s why this pains me.

    Now that I’m a full-fledged member of the workforce, I realize politics and government isn’t as simple as black and white (despite the fact our politicians only seem to know how to vote for partisan issues). I went to college. I work 40 hours a week. I feel like I’m doing my time…yet I feel like I can’t get ahead in this world. I doubt I’ll ever earn/save enough to buy a house. Having children will be a major fiscal strain. I’m trying to do all the right things I was taught to do as a kid. I got an education and a white collared job. And yet I’m making practically the same . . . . .

     

    The rich get rich and the ‘Nerd will bitch

    A coworker was telling me about his experience meeting Fergie (who–thanks to The Girlfriend–I recently learned is a musician and not an English aristocrat). He talked about her bodyguards, fancy cars, and massive, obviously expensive jewelry. “That girl is rolling in cash,” he said.

    I’m tired of making other people rich. Actors, singers, sports stars, CEOs–all of them are getting rich on our dime. Every movie we see and every CD we buy makes the rich richer. We don’t think about it when we go shopping–we just buy stuff because as Americans we love buying stuff. But the entertainers we make rich are already loaded. They have more money than they could every possibly spend (well, except MC Hammer). Imagine what it’s like being Fergie. She doesn’t hafta worry about $4-a-gallon gas. She doesn’t complain about rising food costs or worry about whether or not her boss will give her a raise. That girl is rolling in cash.

    Must be nice.

    Meanwhile the rest of us–people who live in the real world–struggle to make ends meet. I don’t wanna get all communist here, but it’s a load of garbage. At some point is there ever enough? No one needs that . . . . .