Vector Company scams

Oh wow. Another scam company that wishes to hire me! What a privilege.

I know many of you fellow high school grads have received a letter in the mail from Vector Company, requesting an interview with a base pay of 17.70 an hour.

Well, I called this company, and they scheduled an interview for me, without answering any questions of what I was being interviewed for. After the receptionist hung up, I was confuzzled, and so, being me, I decided to do a little research of Vector. Turns out, they sell Cutco knives. WOW. They claim not to do cold phonecalls or door to door sales, but Vector has deceived many a naive student. They rely on student's family members to purchase amounts and amounts of knives. Basically I found a bunch of Vector bullshit, from non refundable gas to a 200 dollar down payment.

After researching, I decided I shouldnt jump to conclusions because ultimately, that was morally wrong. So I called the receptionist back, and asked her a few questions about the company, addressing concerns I researched. She kept saying, "I dont know how to answer that" and things of the like. So I asked to speak with her manager, and what a coincidence, she wasn't in the office even though she was usually in the office ALL THE TIME. Okay, I said, lets try calling another day- oh wait no, the receptionist claimed she wouldnt be in that day either. mhm. The orange flag was now crimson.

I then told her I wanted to cancel my interview appointment, and she asked me why, and reassured me "her feelings wouldnt be hurt".

"Honestly, I dont care for your feelings so I dont care if they're hurt. You know nothing of your company, and your boss relied on you to tend to the phone lines all day long. You dont even know who your boss is, and quite frankly have been no help for me, and so why would I want to work in a company associated with uneducated individuals as yourself?"

To what she responded, "You know what, I have a job alright? And maybe I do know the answers, and I just don't want to tell you. What about that, huh?"

And then I said, "Okay big whoop for you, you have a job answering phone calls, cooped up in an illegitimate office, handling rowdy high school dropouts. Have fun at work."

OMG, so freekin pissed right now. This whole situation is a Usana deja vu. All you grads, don't join these shit companies, and if you do, I will give you shit for it forever, just like I did Rej.

It's over.

Well guys, seniors, grads- you can all take a breath now. 13 years (counting K) of homework, projects, tears, sweat, and intellect has gotten us this far. Which makes me curious, where will we be in another 13 years? And another?

Today started off with me, wide awake, at 6:18 AM. Jumped in the shower, and took off to a refreshing morning. Got to school only to find myself in the midst of a senior prank- just about 20 pounds of shit (feces) was sprawled out over the underhang, putty was placed into the keyholes of numerous classrooms (including leadership), and there were murmers about cars getting egged and powdered. Funny? No, not to me. Come on 08ers, I thought we would have left a sophisticated, classy impression in our prank. It was childish, barbaric, and just plain old disgusting- what a way to be remembered by your inferiors.

Walked into the leadership class, with about a handful of other seniors. This entire week I've been anticipating this morning, and so I was damn antsy to show it. Except SOME seniors gotta show up tardy on the last day of school, so my slideshow lagged. Haha. Well after I showcased the seniors of the leadership class, we all had students come up and pay their respects to the graduates. In all honesty, I never expected anyone to shed any tears, but Leadership was a mess in 'thank yous' and the sappiest of farewells. It was beautiful, heart warming, and genuine. Seniors of the leadership class, what leaders you have become, and I wish you all the best with your careers and futures.



And onward with the day! Each class had its own goodbye, its own memory, and its own imprint. But most importantly, each person had their own significance.

To: ASB
Jeffrey, Kanika, and Stephanie- you three have made the most impact on my high school history. It's only been two years, but we've grown on each other- attached to limbs, intertwined in emotions, and engraved into our hearts. You guys are absolutely ridiculous. RIDICULOUS. And if anyone would have ever told me I'd be best friends with you three, I'd tell them they were crazy because how could I ever become friends with three psycho loooooosers?! Well. Was I wrong. We've endured enough shit, fighting, and name calling- so let's just get over it, yeah? Hahahaha, I love you guys.







So for everyone else, let's drop the bullshit. I love you all, and I love all the memories. Lets put our differences aside for the sake of our futures. Yeah, we hate, we nag, we talk- but what does that matter if we can no longer remember the good and only dwell on the ugly? Exactly, IT DOESNT! And like I've said tons of times before, we don't need to be best friends, we just need to be civil.


Quenched and thirsty,
Daisy Belle Nguyen


PS- I miss you, I really do.

10 posts in 1 !

Lucky you, having to sit through all this and read read read. Haha its been almost two whole weeks since I've last blogged, and those two weeks have been hectic hectic hectic!

First off, PROM! wohoooo. Limo, $140. Hair, $80. Dress, $450. Prom, priceless. Right? haha well I'm not sure. I'm basically bankrupt from prom expenses, dropping a bill here, another one there- it all adds up, shit. Entertain yourself!







Senior Ditch Day! So prom weekend was basically a four day vacation from school. Players Club, some of JL, and others went to Sunset Beach for a pinic BBQ. All you can eat hot dogs, and oysters galore! Haha it was super fun and a good way to spend our last ditch before schools over.







And guess what else? This past Friday, Stephy and I went to get our navels pierced. OUCH, mothafucka. Lucky Stephanie, got pierced STRAIGHT and that was all. I had to get pierced twice, and for everyone who says it doesn't hurt, your lying. But its alllll good, I'm happy with it.


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Senior year, high school, and everything else about childhood is ending in about a week. It's crazy to see how quickly everything has gone, I seriously remember freshman year like it was yesterday. I'm excited to see where everyone will be in a year, no matter where in life your at. I'm hoping to drop all this bullshit, because like I've said, it's not gonna matter in a couple of months. Despite our differences, animosity, and experiences, I'm gonna miss everyone, and I really do hope to mend those damages before senior year is over.

Differences aside, I genuinely want to be who we were when there wasn't loads of drama. We don't need to be best friends, nor have a superficial acceptance of each other, I'd rather we just agree to disagree and move on in our lives.

Being swollen and unhealed for so long is unhealthy.

`Nuff said,
Dizza