Vinh Pham

I was doing some research for this company I am interviewing for ReputationDefender, and I found this website that they are in battle with AutoAdmit. I am not sure what the point of AutoAdmit is, but it just seems like a horrible place. They claim to be a source for discussion about Ivy League schools, but the first couple of threads I read on there were about rape, racism, homophobia, and they even had posts from someone with the moniker of the VT shooter.

Apparently this site is very popular and is frequented by so called “ivy leaguer”, mostly law school students. But some of their discussions and comments make them sound like disgruntled high school students.

Its actually kind of scary to think that those people are really going to be lawyers. I hope that this site is a bunch of nothing more than hot air.

The other interesting angle of this story is how your “virtual reputation” can destroy your chances of getting a job. I think this in itself a load of crap. If an employer is stupid enough to not hire you because they found some information about you on Google, it’s probably not worth it to work for that company.

I have discussed this before, but I will say it again. If an employer find something incriminating about you on the net, they should at least ask you about it before rushing to judgment. Everyone knows that information found on the internet are not worth the pixels they appear on…

Everyone hates myspace, at least smart people do. Yea, that means you are a dumbarse! Anyways, here are my list of reasons why I hate myspace.

1) Semantically bad web design - looks like crap, function like crap, color scheme is horrid.

2) Very little improvement ever happens - they never add any good features even though they are extremely popular. It’s almost like they are anti-innovation.

3) Spam - I am pretty popular on my space. Girls IM me and wants to be my friend. They call me stud muffin and post naughty pixs for me to look at. WTF? I know I am hot, but 10 girls in a one week is a bit unbelievable.

4) Commenting system is crap - People are allowed to post hedious pictures and music on other people’s profile. How annoying.

5) Hedious Ads Everywhere - You have to see like 100 ads just to do anything on myspace.

6) The TRUE dot COM Ads - I hate how they have video clips of girls laying in front of their laptops, half-dressed, licking lollipops. I do not need to be sexually stimulated every time I visit myspace!!!! I like to control my sexual urges to afternoon hours and during drunken furors.

The bigger they are, the harder they’ll fall. I have an idea that will make MySpace looks like shoe scum. Holla!

The other day I was given an opportunity to tour the www.playpure.com work place. It was just a bunch of Asian guys sitting around in a dark room, in front of their giant computer screens. The perfect work place. It made me wonder why my friends and I did not do something like that. I was really impressed that a bunch of UCD grads like myself were able to do something like that.

Today I went to spotlight dance studio with Uyen. Dancing tango, romba, and some other weird stuff. If you are single and you want to meet a lady, you got to go ball room dancing. That’s where all the ladies be at. Yes you will look like an ass ballroom dancing, and you will probably step on a lot of toes, but just pretend like you are Casablanca and everything will be ok. You can also pretend to be a newbie and stuff and have the girls teach you. I think girls likes it when you act all vulnerable and embarrassed so it will work real good. I been FORCED to ballroom dance several times now. Every time I go I am a noob again. I like it that way because I am never expected to dance well.

Come to think of it, the first time Uyen really really really caught my eye was when I saw her at ballroom dancing. That day me and Ho came home from fishing and we smelled like shit and we were hella dirty and dressed like bums. But we went there anyways. When I walked in , I saw a really really really hot girl with a mini-skirt and a pink polo on. I thought she was hella hot and I wanted to dance with her. She was talking to a guy who looked buff and tall and handsome, so I was like, F-that I ain’t trippin. He may be buff, but I am an idiot that smelled like fish, so I am not scared!!! Turns out, that girl was Uyen. Luckily for me, that dude did not make a move fast enough. So before I knew it, I was dancing with her. How did I do it?? Like I said, I just came off as a bumbling fool and asked her to teach me. I remember we danced almost every song that night. I remember looking at her and thinking she was really really really hot. I told her I thought she was the prettiest girl in the room, and then she laughed and told me I was the best looking guy here. I found out later, she was lying to me that night. But whatever. I was serious when I told her that she was the prettiest girl in the room. She did not think much of it. In fact, at the end of that night, she ended up flirting with that one guy she was standing with in the beginning, and at the end they started dating.

When I asked her why, she told me it was because I dissed her that night. So what happened was, she asked to sit next to me at the restaurant we went to after dancing. I jokingly told her “no, I am saving this for another girl”. She said she was hurt so she refused to sit next to me. Then she started flirting with the other guy again. Personally, I think she’s dumb for thinking that I would diss her, but that’s just my opinion.
Anyways, in the end I was pretty heartbroken that night. I thought we really connected while dancing, because she seemed really into me during the dance. I came home and bitched about it to my friend Suzie for like a whole night. In the end things worked out ok, so its all good..

Moral of the story is, always act like a bumbling idiot, girls dig it. hahaha.. Oh yea, also, don’t tell girls you don’t want to sit next to them, apparently that really makes them mad. hahahahahah.

It’s 10 am and I am still sitting in my PJ. I am officially unemployed. Monday I came in with a resignation letter. Tuesday afternoon I got my check and told I was done. Great!

I don’t ever want to go back to work. Life should always be like this, and I intend to keep it that way. I will never go back to “work”. Of course, I will find another job, but it will be a job that I like, so I never have to wake up in the morning and say to myself “time for work”. I would like to wake up and smile in the dark, knowing that today I am going to do something great.

Uyen told me that at my next job interview I should ask the interviewers “What is your favorite part about working here?” I think that’s a great question. If the interviewers themselves cannot give me a good answer about their job, in a reasonable amount of time, it shows that the job is not worth doing.

So anyways, time for me to gear and put on my thinking cap, time to find that dream “job”. Oh btw, I am not dressing up for my next interview. I am not going to work in a shirt and slacks anymore. Unless of course, I am hired to do something in front of customers where I “have” to look professional, then thats ok.

Reading Digg can be aggravating at times because it almost seems like everyone on digg is a God-hating atheist. I am not sure how much the opinions seen on digg reflects the actual census of people around the world, but if it really does, then its a pretty sorry world we live in.

But you know, it doesn’t matter. People are entitled to their opinions, just as I am entitled to mine. I just wish that “other people” would not judge me just because of my faith. I have never tried to “convert” anyone (unless they asked me about God), I never told anyone they would go to hell, and I have no interest in molesting anyone. So, before anyone tell me I am “brainwashed” or call me a “sheep” for being part of an “organized religion”, consider that I have done nothing against you. So leave me a lone.

This year is the first year I officially paid the government money.
I owed them about 4 grand, but I only had about 3 grand withheld so I had to pay up a grand.
That is a lot of money taken away in one swoop.
It’s almost like like one really really really really bad night at the casinos.
Kind of lame to think that some part of that money is going to pay for someone to shoot someone else.