You’ve reminded me of the idiot making an illegal u-turn last night, John - he was blocking the entire road with his truck and trailer while he waited for traffic to clear, then traffic (i.e. us, trying to turn into our street to go home) were waiting for him, so we ended up blocking him, and it turn we were blocking traffic. What a revoltin’ situation! If you can’t make a u-turn without blocking traffic, don’t make a friggin’ u-turn! Drive on down the street and turn around properly!
This was after we had to follow another idiot driving slowly through the school zone - at 9:00 at night. And then braking for no reason at all at an intersection. The bad drivers were out in full force last night, I guess.
This is one thing I’ve noticed since I started driving again about 5 years ago (after not driving for almost 15 years) — if there is a gap between two cars on the road, some drivers think that gap absolutely must be closed. So if that gap is between me and the car ahead of me, the guy behind me must think I’m not going fast enough and will ride my bumper. For my part, if I’m doing a speed I’m happy with, the same speed as everybody around me, I don’t care that there’s a lot of space between me and the car ahead of me. I see absolutely no benefit to speeding up and closing that gap, only to have to slow back down again once it’s closed. Not to mention that I’m clever enough to notice that there are still more cars in front of the car ahead of me. Riding that guy’s bumper isn’t going to speed up the cars ahead of him.
When a Tier 1 person calls a Tier 2 person, they are not allowed to put the more senior person on hold. They either turn the call over, or they keep it. But in the event they DO put the senior person on hold for some reason, the senior person is not allowed to simply hang up. You are required to wait 3 minutes for them to come back on the line, and if they don’t, THEN you can assume they’re keeping the call and hang up.
Well, dimbulb got a call from a Tier 1 person, who then asked if he could put her on hold. She said yes, then immediately hung up on him. Then she told everybody in the universe (including the people in my meeting where I’m explaining the rules on this stuff) that she had told him NO, then waited the full 3 minutes before hanging up. Thus claiming that she got written up for following the rules I was explaining.
The entire thing being collossally stupid, since you either stay on that call, or you take another one, but either way, you’re going to be on a call. I’d rather sit there and chill for 3 minutes doing nothing, or possibly researching the issue than roll the dice on what kind of call you’re going to get next.
Not a rant, but I need to vent.
Co-worker has persuaded her boyfriend of two months to look into a new surgery that could ease-but not cure-his disability. She’s super-duper excited 'cause she’ll nurse him back to health and then they’ll have a huge wedding where she’ll “get to be a princess.”
Hurray!!
Did I mention she’s got student loans in the six-figures that she’s doing nothing to pay off? And it will be several thousand for the surgeon, plus consults, hospital stay, etc.? And he’ll need PT to walk again-assuming the surgery goes well? And she thinks he should find a new job, just in time to take an extensive medical leave?
This can’t possibly end well. The train’s going off the track and I have to witness it.
Sheesh what happened to a few words? He was more into Backyardigans, which is amusing and enjoyable if you pay attention to the tunes. I could never decide if Austin or Pablo was my favourite.
But Toopy and Binoo is now driving me nuts. hums (Toopy Toopy Binoo Binoo Toopy and Binoo!) Toopy! That’s me! And here’s my friend Binoo! We love to laugh, we love to play! That’s us Toopy and Binoo!
SCREW Rita’s Italian Ice and their first day of spring free ice giveaway. Because, damnit, you added a good twenty minutes to my commute home tonight because of people trying to get in and out of the stupid little parking area that was good for maybe 8 cars and there were DOZENS trying to get in from both directions and just screwing up traffic flow no end by blocking turnoffs and gridlocking intersections and …oooooOOOOOOoooOOOOOO! :mad:
Thanks to all who responded. I do have a therapist and a doctor, but have to wait til the end of April for an appointment to get meds.
In the meantime… I’m a total mess. A total, total mess. I’m full of confusion and anxiety and everything just racing and writhing in my head. I feel like what I need is to have someone just sit and talk to me for hours and hours and hours and help me figure out wtf is… real and reasonable, I guess. But I don’t want to call any of my friends to do it because I’m pretty sure I’ve become a drag and source of stress for my friends and they’ve got to be sick of me (I’m sick of me, for sure) and my bullshit and I don’t want to lose all my friends by asking unreasonable things from them.
And my hands are already all fucked up again. I have no idea what I’m going to do about it. Go to my boss and tell her I can’t do it and take the onus off her to make me leave again? Try to hide it and just hope it works? Shoot myself in the face and simplify everything? (I’m not going to actually do that, as I realize it would make things simpler for me, but nobody else.)
And chuggington goes “chuggington, chugga-chugga-chugga-chugga-chuggington.” The Really Useful Crew is Thomas. We had a remote control Thomas that played that damn song every time it moved. The kiddo loved it. The rest of us, not so much.
Hey, Dorothy - I can send you a list of self-help books for anxiety and depression - I’ll PM them to you. If you can find a support group in your area, I strongly recommend it, too - it helps immensely to know that what you’re going through is shared by so many people, and they’ve gotten through it and started feeling better.
No need to borrow trouble in advance. “Look into” a surgery is not necessarily the same as “commit to.” There’s always a chance that the surgeon will persuade him he’s not a good candidate.
Roommates, I need my soymilk. I cannot drink regular milk. You know this. I use my soymilk sparingly because it is more expensive than regular milk and keeps longer. You have a gallon of milk sitting in the fridge. So why-o-why is my soymilk getting significantly lighter each day? I can’t hide it in my room, so I’m hoping the back of the bottom drawer of the fridge will do.
Also, while I love the Three Stooges as much as you do, 11 p.m. is not the time to be watching them at that volume. I have to be up at 5:30 in the morning to get to work on time. Don’t make me crash around like a drunk elephant because I will.
I hate you! Now I’m going to have that as an earworm for hours and I don’t even like it
Monday was waaay too hot for the date. Yesterday the wind was more biting than I like. The news said it’s snowed in Murcia (about as common as seeing snow in Miami - the kind that falls from clouds in the sky as part of the water cycle). One of my coworkers just looked up, saw the window and sang softly “I’m siiiiiiingin in de rain, just siiiiiining in de rain, la la laaa la la laaa la la laaaaaa la la laa…” Stupid Spring :mad:!
The first day of spring is always known ahead of time. Ritas always does freebies first day. YOU should have known! kiss
My rant… Lady in the Home Depot parking lot… Don’t cut through the parking lot, pop out from between two box trucks without looking, and act startled when I honk at you for nearly t-boning me. Luckily at least I was paying attention.
And Dearest Bog, the way to deal with this situation is not to get out of the car and start screaming and cussing at the lady.
