Well, we all know that **auntie em ** is dealing with some truly bizarro work issues, but is anyone else? I am truly having the oddest week ever, and as someone who works in mental health, that’s saying a lot.
I know I can’t go into details, to protect the innocent and yada yada yada, but let’s just say I had 3 separate sexual assault cases pop up out of nowhere, all with varying twists and turns and ever-thickening plots (no puns, please). By the time I left work the other day and saw from the state of my car that I had been the victim of a hit and run, nothing surprised me anymore. Until today, of course, when new information came to light and…surprised me.
Is it the end of the week yet? Is it really so bad to drink at 10:00 in the morning? Kidding, of course.
What’s with everyone acting like being insane is bad? I’ve been insane for right at 400 or so years now and am one of the nicest people I know. Why, if i had a quarter for every time said “That’s crazy!” for when they meant is was bad, I would have a helluva lot more quarters than I do now, let me tell you! So, who are you to legislate whether or not I get to keep these quarters?! Look! I can handle the quarters! It’s those damn dimes that drive me nuts. Stupid as dimes! They’re TWICE as much money as a nickle and yet they’re smaller?! Who decided this?! It’s those goddam Libertarians, that’s who! On and on the babble about how one day, we’ll all just up and die and they’ll take us on up to this planet of theirs where they will… huh? WHAT?
[nurse administers injection…}
Ah…
Poor lorene, sorry about your week.
Well, I’ve worked about 45 hours so far this week(Monday, Tuesday, and Wednesday), I worked about 75 hours last week, and I haven’t had a day off in over two weeks. Aaaah, the glamorous life of a theatrical technician. Not quite the same sort of stuff you’ve mentioned, but still pretty frickin’ insane anyway. Gotta get back to work…
My nan died on Saturday and I have had an insane week organising her funeral. I’ve seen family I haven’t seen for years, people I don’t know keep telling me they’re sorry, and I’ve been running round like a blue-arsed fly trying to organise this huge Roman Catholic funeral. And I’m an atheist! I’ve been talking to priests and funeral directors and writing a eulogy and looking after my granddad and trying to stop my two uncles killing each other. I had to sit down with one of my uncles, who is forty years older than me, and have a stern talk with him about how he must be good with his brother because my granddad doesn’t need family strife right now. I’m only 24 years old! Why am I doing this!
If I make it to next Tuesday without pulling out all my hair, I should be canonized.
I find it’s often not the first bad thing or even the ninth bad thing that happens to you in a short time but the one normal regularly occuring bad thing that then happens that sets you off and makes you want to hold peple’s heads under water for extended periods of time.
Hope the stress level evens out.
Sorry to hear your tale, Franscesca. You ought to plan a nice getaway for yourself next week, even if it’s just a nice long bath.
The beginning of my working week, I got rid of a 6’5" yardie pimp (I am 5’7"). I came out with the zippiest comeback I’ve ever managed: “I’ve pooped out scarier sh*t that you”, which impressed him enough into leaving. I have also dealt with a non-medicated schizophrenic chaotic drug user with a past conviction of child abuse, another mental health case who we have only just discovered has not been taking his meds and has taken up screaming obscenties to both strangers and inanimate objects, and just today, a lice-riddled crack whore who recognised me from the last project I worked with and decided to give me a big hug hello. Today I got stuck at work for a further three hours than usual as we had a large maniac keeping us all hostage in the offices by threatening to ‘smash everyone’s head in’. I also had to throw a favourite pair of pants away for destruction as they were covered in Hep C+ blood, so had to be dealt with as hazardous waste.
However, this is all fairly typical, non-insane nor an exaggeration, I am actually leaving a lot of stuff out. I figure, at least I never get bored.
