Tonight Papa Tigs managed to get Rusty to do two nonstop circles. Pretty soon he’s going to be spinning like that dog in the Southwest Airlines commercial. We can only hope. 
Ow! Stop hitting me, Swampy, I just stopped working for a moment to stretch! I’m getting back to it now, promise!
Good evening everyone! I know most of you are already in bed, but I’m greeting you all the same.
Jahdra, congratulations on your newfound freedom. I know exactly how you feel. Fortunately, I didn’t have to quit my former place of employment before being offered the job I have now. I swear I floated on air for two friggin’ weeks. I could not stop grinning from ear to ear. I was very, very, very unhappy where I used to work. The job I have now can be very frustrating at times, but the environment is 200 percent better, I have bosses who appreciate me and the work I do, most of the people I work with are pleasant, and so far, knock on wood, I haven’t had to worry about a BOSS stabbing me in the back. Long, long backstory there and I won’t go into it. It happened a few years ago now, and it’s all in the past.
I hope you find a place employment where you’ll be happy.
swampy, you and your sweetie just crack me up. If’n I was you, I’d tell your sweetie that you’ll get him an Egg McMuffin for breakfast/dinner. That ought to straighten him out. No homemade goodies for him. 
Although this is only a three day workweek for me, it will seem very long. Our CG is keeping the boss hopping and the stuff trickles to me. I have other projects I’m working on as well. Additionally, I finally did the comparison of databases and need to go over the data with the boss, when he has the time. :rolleyes: I also found out while comparing the different (three of them total) DBs, that the DB I’d created for another section was not properly being used by those folks. They are supposed to enter when a person disenrolls or die, but they haven’t been doing that. So I came up with 200 names that need checking. Guess who’s NOT doing it. I don’t give a shit. I told these people how to use the DB several times. They’ll need to check all their paper records now. Hope they have fun. :dubious: Additionally, I don’t want to append the DB until I find out if another set of records (about 200) really belong to us.
I’m not explaining it very well, but suffice it to say, it’s a little more involved than it sounds, and I’m sick of cleaning up other folks’ DBs. I’m there to ANALYZE the friggin’ data. It’s THEIR responsibility to enter, keep it accurate, etc. I can’t do an analysis if I have to keep spending my time cleaning their shit up. It’s waste of my time and frankly, it’s not what I’m paid to do.
Hmmm, seems like I’ve done this little mini-rant before. De’ja vu all over again.
I think I’ll veg in front of the idiot box for awhile.
Jahdra, last year Lilbro quit his job.
His old boss was on rehab and the new boss didn’t appreciate admin work at all (Bro was the company’s treasurer). Newboss told Lilbro “if you weren’t the worker’s representative I’d fire you!” Lilbro said “if that’s your only reason for not firing me, I’ll be happy to resign as representative.” “Then do” “OK, you’ll have the letter on your desk this afternoon, so legally you’ll be able to fire me tomorrow.” “Good”
That was on Wednesday. Thursday he got fired, Friday night we went to an Amaral concert. Lyrics from one of the songs:
…she was working without a contract, she just got fired, we all went to celebrate…
There were several dozen people in the arena who knew my bro and the story of his firing, I saw many turn to us and give him a two-thumbs-up, while he raised his fists ala boxing champion.
Sometimes quitting is just the best thing that can happen.
Oooh…you’s very brave, Jah - sounds like you have plenty of good opportunities over there though, you seem to be very much in demand!
Nava, did you get your 'pooter sorted out after the drinks incident?
Taters, I think you need to go and bang some heads! I have a similar database problem here - there’s a database that I set up a long time ago to log all the new teaching modules we receive so that we can track which ones have been approved and what their unique code numbers are. Trouble is, I moved out of that team into another one but I still need access to the database and have to run reports from it on a regular basis. Once I’ve got the report from it, I have to go and investigate all the oddities I find on it because I know that the new user isn’t filling it in properly. Bah! As if I don’t have enough to fill my day.
SCL, Ophie has been pedalling for your interview - did it work?
Nothing very exciting happening here today. I rang my boss at home this morning to arrange a meeting that she said was urgent. Serves her right for not having an electronic diary like everyone else. Luddite!
It’s going to be a quiet day, I have to go out at lunchtime to post a book that a Canadian bookcrosser asked me to send to a lady in Wales. Bother! If she’d told me earlier, I probably could have delivered it by hand 'cos it was around the bit of Wales we went to for new year. And I probably could have given her some of The Sick as well.
Tonight’s plan is vegetable stew. Yum! I’m looking forward to it already. Is it hometime yet?
The computer is alive and sticking, thanks! I say sticking because a couple of keys are a tad sticky now, oh well. So long as it works…
You know, swampy, I think it is very thoughtful of ACSA to make sure you wear your protective clothing while cooking. Fryin’ stuff without an apron on could be painful.
Did I say anything anywhere in my last post about me bein’ nekkid? Well, barefeet but no mention of any form of other nekkidity. Pervs! Sittin’ in front of your puters picturin’ me nekkid. Preverts! Preverts all of yas! 
Snakes good luck on the job interview.
Kai I like those accessible shower/tub combos. When I do get around to doing a bathroom remodel I will do either one of those or just a big accessible shower. I like the dinnerware pattern. I have a few pieces that are not in the brown pattern I linked to yesterday. Some of my pieces are the same castles design but have a pink tinge to 'em. The two go quite well together. Of course, what I use practically all the time is the everyday correll (whatever) stuff.
Tigs got that transcript done yet, young lady? :dubious:
It looks like it will be a dark and stormy day here in south Jawja. I’m lookin’ forward to that.
Taters [del]ACSA[/del] ACBG may not be gettin’ any type of goodies from me if he doesn’t start actin’ right.
Morning, all. I tried, Swampy, I really did – I was up past 2:00, and finally gave up when I couldn’t even focus, and I knew I had to be up at the (for me) crack of dawn to go to a doctor’s appointment! I’ll get it done today, though, truly – the home stretch is in sight. Or it would be if the last witness didn’t sound like this:
“And then I worked for (inaudible) doing (inaudible) from 1994 to (inaudible).”
Except that he talks for about a whole paragraph during those (inaudibles). Fortunately, he’s just a rebuttal witness, a superflous professional expert witness, no less (or as they’re frequently known in the biz, a “paid whore” – as opposed to an unpaid one? I never quite understood why the pileon expression). So if nobody can hear what he says, it’s definitely not their loss.
And now off to the doctor’s. And then to Target with Palebunny, which is right around the corner from the doctor’s office; I hope the entrance fee isn’t too steep. Oh, and a quick stop at Michael’s since it’s right there. And then back home to work, promise!
Those accessible tubs, by the way, can be really nice – but be warned, they have to be fully drained before you can get out of them, which means the water gets pretty darned cold, I understand. A definite drawback in the design. They do look amazing, though, don’t they?
I’ll be looking forward to good news from Snakes on the job interview later!
And now I’m off. Wish me luck. There’s a reason I don’t get out on the highways around here at 8 am. Especially on barely four hours of sleep.
Tain’t nuttin’ in the world that will get the adrenaline flowing and half the county out like a report of smoke at the Mayberry nursing home.
I was circling the bed last night and quite bummed out besides 'cuz VunderKind goes back to Indiannoplace today when my pager went nuts. A smell of smoke with and automagic fire alarm was reported at the nursing home. Two fire stations were paged, and although they weren’t called, every ambulance and a good portion of the roster from the EMS station showed up in case of evacuation.
The problem was in a room heater. Each room has an individual unit like you’d find in a motel room. One was smelling BAD, and stunk up the hall. My personal theory (unconfirmed) is that some sort of critter was being toasted, because the smell was like that of burning hair. No one dismantled it to find out for sure.
Yours truly was assigned the task of checking the heaters in the other rooms. I didn’t like doing it because most of the residents were tucked in for the night and I was disturbing them. One little old lady made my night, however. I walked in, and she asked what was going on. I mentioned the problem with the heater in another room, and she said, “At least they sent me a cute fireman.” :eek: 
(in that order)
At one point, we were stymied for a few minutes because no one had a screwdriver to open the attic access. After I broke a flashlight during a tanker drill, I bought my own mini Maglite. I think I’ll get myself a Leatherman too, to join it.
We cleared the scene after about half an hour. No hose was humped in the making of this post.
I’ve noticed this mentioned before…they charge you to go into their store? Are they that wonderful?
My aunt’s not-very-environment-friendly solution: keep the water running while it empties, as hot as possible but a relatively small current. She claims it works, but given the way she steams up the room, I’m surprised she doesn’t get her neighbor’s wallpaper to peel from the hot air alone…
BooFae, it’s a joke. It means the “exit fee”, really, i.e., the amount they’ve spent buying stuff.
it’s really more of an “exit” fee. Once you’re in, it’s almost impossible to get out without forking over some bucks. I’m lucky, since I can’t deal with standing and walking, and when I do go in it’s for a specific item. my exit fee is usually less than $20
Oh…you people are so funny!
BooFae Target (pronounced Tar-chez) is not all that great. I, no doubt, will be tarred and feathered for that remark but I stand by it. To me Target is WalMart all cleaned up. WalMart is KMart all cleaned up. KMart is city dump all cleaned up. City dump is an ex-roomie’s bedroom all cleaned up. Seriously. Dude was an uber slob. Nice enough but major SLOOOOOOB.
I have absolutely no desire whatsoever to work today. Course that’s too bad, but that’s how I feel.
No foul, welby -I’m a wee sensitivie at present.
MBG -the large plate and salad plate in your pic are quite close to the mustard and cashew colors of my new dinnerware. I like the Castle pattern as well (reminds me of plates I grew up with).
Things are not good here and it doesn’t help that we keep losing internet for some strange reason. I’m sure it’s all drama (the sturm and drang kind), but it’s no fun to live thru or relate later. I’d call my former therapist but that seems like failure to me. I don’t know what to do-and I always know what to do and so that just adds to the surreality of this. In a nutshell-my marriage and emotions are pretty much a rollercoaster right now. I dislike rollercoasters of any description, though…
rigs, calling your therapist isn’t a failure, it’s recognition that you need some guidance. Besides, if your therapist already knows the history to your current situation, you won’t need to go through it all again just to make sure they understand.
Sometimes it’s good to talk to someone else, laying it all out for them might help you work out what to do…and if not, a sympathetic ear is never a bad thing. {{{{{rigs}}}}}
Call your therapist. It’s not a sign of failure.
Up, about to drink tea, and make chocolate cinnamon buns for our Weekend with the Inlaws. I should make my SIL’s Christmas present necklace, and tidy the livingroom. Apparently BIL and SIL (avec nephew) are arriving here before Mr. Lissar gets home tomorrow, and I’m supposed to entertain them. I don’t know either of them that well, and I don’t like my SIL very much. I don’t think she knows I don’t like her.
I will not strangle any of them before we leave for Niagara-On-The-Lake. I won’t.
I’m my mother’s ultracheap therapist. Part of the therapy has been getting her to be the one who picks up the phone and calls, when she needs to vent to me, rather than glaring at the phone because, dangit, she needs to vent to me and I’m not calling!
Call.
yawwwwn
Egads. Thank Og it’s almost the end of the week. It may have been a short week, but damnit, my aging bones are tired. You know, if someone had bothered to tell me that aging sucked I’d have stopped doing it a decade ago. Now I’ve forgotten how.
Jah - Congrats on giving 'em the finger! Having options is awesome 'cos it means you don’t have to put up with crap. My last job was pretty horrible. Not nearly as bad as yours sounded (from the very little you’ve mentioned – which, by the way, you must tell more about!) but still a huge, nasty ball of stress on a daily basis, at a global company whose primary qualification for being hired to lower and middle management seemed to be the distance one was able to insert their head into their anus. I didn’t actually quit, but they did let me go – specifically for no reason at all, which is perfectly legal under corporate “restructuring” rules. (They had no reason to get rid of me 'cos I was good at what I did; they just didn’t want to pay me as much as I was making anymore, which was pretty much top tier for my position) Best thing they ever did, too, 'cos my job now is light years better, with no stress, much better people, and it pays more to boot. Oh yeah, and I get to surf the Dope. 
Now make with the stories already!
rigs call your therapist. You need a sounding board. Not that we’re unwilling here, mind you, but you need an outlet and a good therapist can be that outlet. Of course I’m sittin’ here basing all this on just what I’ve read from your posts, so I guess that makes this a take it fwiw suggestion. Really, though, what with school, work and the home situation IMO talking to a therapist would do you a world of good. Just know that all us cool kids care.
Bobbio you smokin’ hot fireman you! I bet all those old ladies get blue rinses and try to smoke up their heaters just to get you to come back.
We have a couple of those wall heater/ac units at work. Sure 'nuff sometimes a little critter gets in one and causes one of 'em to smoke up. Char-broiled lizard anyone?
Once again, you miss a day on the MMP and you need a program (or copious notes) to figure out what’s going on or at least keep up to speed.
First off, hugs to Rigs. You’ve had a tougher season than anyone should have. Words of wisdom I got years ago: You will live through this. (You may not want to at times, but you will survive–hopefully with a sense of humor.) And count me in as one more person to whom you can vent if you want. I’m not having such a great time of it either, but I can definitely relate.
Vunderbob, imagine my amazement to find that my mother took absolute delight in embarrassing the hell out of the firemen who would be called to her residential care facility. My mom figured, hell, she was that old, she was entitled to some fun. I will never forget the sheer joy she got from my friend who shamelessly flirted back with her.
Keep plugging away at that job, Tigs. It’s almost over. I just hope that you’re able to use the [inaudible] tag (or my personal favorite: [unintelligible] <= only when I was really fed up with the bad recordings). You can do it!! Also, see if your husband can figure out a way to train a dog to KEEP from doing circles…
Swampy, it was the “barefoot baking of biscuits” that brought out the perv in all of us. Per OSHA standards, please wear an apron.
Taxi. I’m glad warming the drops helped on your kitty’s eardrops. I have, however, no tips on the kitty diarrhea medicine that we refer to as “Volcano Kitty Drops.” Spewing will ensue.
Jahdra, you GO, girl!! I’ve been in a miserable job where everyone thinks you’re the Rock of Gibraltar and they keep piling it on and whoa—“She quit???” Yeah, kids, I’ve had enough, see ya. Go do that happy dance, sing and just be generally obnoxious. Also, bury all the bodies, make CYA files, etc. Be glad for the nice people you met, and good luck on your new endeavors!!
Good luck to SCL on the job interview today.
Kai, stay warm.
To anyone I’ve missed: Hugs, icks, yays and boos where appropriate!!