oh yeah - I wanted to spew a mini rant (but not in that Pit thread - it’s too long - besides, the only folks whose opinions I care about are here in the MMP)
I went to my doctor today on my lunch hour (it’s only a mile from my office). Someone other than the regular gal was at the front desk - so I told her about my “arrangement” (the office opens at noon on Wed’s so they can stay open til 8pm - I go in on my lunch hour as one of the first appointments so I can get back within the hour - the regualr gal knows this and slips me onto the top of the pile when I walk in) Granted, sub-gal had her head down as she filled out the receipt for my co-pay, but she made no acknowledgment that I was speaking to her. When she looked up and handed me my receipt, I asked, nicely, matter-of-factly, if she’d heard what I’d said (I’d been speaking quietly so those in the waiting area wouldn’t hear) She gave me a look and said, just shy of huffily, “I answered you - I said ‘okay’.” I said I hadn’t heard her. She just sniffed. Now I know, because I was watching her, she had done no such thing - her mouth never moved. She neither grunted nor nodded. It seemed she was either ignoring me or had not heard me at all. People, when someone is speaking to you, ACKNOWLEDGE THEM!. Thank you. Rant over.
eta: Yay for swampy’s new job. Do you get employee discounts?
What? You didn’t realize she was a ventriloquist? (Just not a very good one.) But yeah, if you’re going to be a receptionist of any sort, the ability to listen and acknowledge is kind of a good skill set. Nice of them to accommodate your lunch hour, though.
Yes, rigs, Cello Dude is a boy. And he appears to have a deep admiration for old British men. (Well, relatively speaking.) But he’s smitten IRL with meli, who’s closer to his age and, it seems, returns the smittenness.
Glad DH has found a new job, gotti. Hope it works out better than the current gig.
It rained while I was on the freeway, but wasn’t really doing much here. Looks like there are actual storms moving in, so there’s hope yet.
It’s only supposed to get up to 80 tomorrow!!! Yay!!!
Well, tell him to cut it out! There’s too much competition as it is! jeez…
Off to watch Daily Show and then to bed. I keep falling asleep at odd times-this pneumonia is nasty. you’re not sick enough to be in bed, but have no energy to do anything. It’s boring. <whine, whinge>
We had a lovely, lovely dinner with the inlaws, and they brought me a dozen white roses in celebration of the kid. They’re such sweet, thoughtful, cynical, sarcastic people. I love them! They’re the most fun to spend time with, and… they’ll be retiring in August, which means we’ll probably get to see a lot more of them. Yay!
Time for bed, and when I wake up tomorrow it’s supposed to be a reasonable temperature. Night, everyone.
Driving by. Spent evening in ER with Papa Tigs, who arrived home with a pinched nerve in his neck so painful that he was in total agony. He’s now drugged out of his gourd on the sofa, after a 4+ hour ER session. Gotta love it. Envy him his good drugs, folks. He’s got 'em.
gt, two of my books clubs are reading “Water for Elephants” in the next six months. I’m often amused by the fact that, unless they’re genre specific, in my experience, most book clubs pretty much read the same stuff. And those two book clubs couldn’t be more different. In one, they analyze everything, in the other, they analyze nothing. Thanks for the heads up. I don’t like depressing books, so I’m sure I won’t be reading that.
As for the attention thing, hopefully I’ll be over it soon, (won’t you all be glad), but thanks for the reply.
rosie, I’ll try to be good. ::contrite look::
But really, it’s not the way it looks.
That’s what I’m sayin’. How come no one believes me that it’s a totally innocent remark?
Jahdra, bummer about all the ruckus at your place last night.
(Except for **Heff **-- good night Heff! And the reason nobody believes you about the innocent Humpday remark is – it’s a lot more fun to read it the other way. Also –
Please don’t try **too **hard :))
Shortly off for another half-day on Reserves’ Duty. Then a big-wig wedding we have to go to tonight (and I don’t know the bride nor groom well enough to tell them it’s not too late yet :D)
Really interesting stuff :p.
Appropriate boo, yays, appendage crossings and whatever else for whoever needs them!
Hmmm, so mentioning Alan Rickman seems to be a effective way of distracting a great number of the Cool Kids. I will have to make a note of this (of course if I ever had occasion to use this knowledge to my advantage I would need to make sure that I am wearing ear plugs).
Speaking of me being smitten with Meli, sometime soon (hopefully within the next 2 weeks) she is going to be moving into my apartment! I am hoping we will be able to manage it on July 4[sup]th[/sup], not only because I have the day off which would make it very convenient, but moving out of her parents house on Independence Day is just such a perfect opportunity. The downside of this is that I will have to tell my ultra-conservative, ultra-Evangelical Christian parents about this in the near future. A conversation that I do not look forward to. I know that they won’t actually try to change my mind, but I have a feeling that they will object and try to make me feel bad about not living by their standards. sigh Why do these things have to be complicated?
Will you stop being so cheery in the morning… especially before I even get a chance to go to sleep? It’s just not right
MooOOoooom, how can I be good when Special1 keeps feeding me these straight lines that cry to be answered?! Ok, ok. . . I’ll be good. ::sucking thumb::
Ali and Meli, good luck to you both on moving on Independence Day.
I hear you. I’m planning to move in with two of my friends this fall - both guys - and I plan on not telling my parents for as long as humanly possible. It’s probably easier for me than it is for you, though, since my parents live half a world away. Plus my roommates and I are not smitten with each other, though we manage to get along okay.
The longest-running employment I’ve had started like that. I’d still be there if not for a boss who hated women, engineers and foreigners (I still say it’s him who was foreign) and a HR department who put too much faith on sharky lawyers (they believed the lawyers who said that getting a work permit for an EU citizen to work in a different EU country “is very difficult”* :smack: ). I know not all lawyers are sharks, but damn there are some sharp teeth in that jar of dull pencils!
May your Miller time be long and nice, but I hope you don’t hold it against me if I never drink any of their products
rigs, I see you’re also a member of the “Bridget Jones is an idiot” club SiL’s opinion when first seeing “the guy with the dorky sweater” was “who cares about the stupid sweater, anyway you have to take it off!”
Ali, you have great taste in men. Does your mother know? I know meli doesn’t mind, I’ve read the posts.
Why do so many people think it’s unacceptable to see which members of your not-primary-gender-of-attraction are attractive without necessarily wanting to bonk them? I can see why Cyd Charisse or Angelina would cause palpitations, it’s called having eyes; and yet, tons of women out there think they can’t mention a female heartthrob without saying “I don’t see what men see in her” or telling some nasty story in their meanest, most breathless teenage idiot voice “but do you know she used to cut?”.
For anybody who wasn’t paying attention: it’s impossible because we don’t need work permits and therefore can not get them. You know, sort of like asking whether you can get a peeing permit…
I can totally respect the Patrick Stewart and Alan Rickman thing - but Ian McKellan? He may be old and British - but has no where near the appeal of the other two.
And what about Nigel Hawthorne?
You can have Colin Firth, Patrick Stewart, Alan Rickman and all that crowd, just keep your grubby mitts off Clive Owen. He’s mine, all mine, I tell you!
Meeks - tablet is indeed a horribly sweet sugary concoction that’s very popular north of the border. It’s basically a mixture of sugar, butter and condensed milk. Probably topped with sugar.
We went to the pub last night, beerverages were consumed and much merriment was made. This morning, my head says it might have been a little too much merriment, but I blame it on the Sterling Summer Breeze.
Congrats, Swampy!, hope you enjoy the new job!
I think I need caffeine before I get stuck into the icky job I’ve got lined up for today. Good job Tin Knickers is on leave today, I won’t have her breathing down my neck and interfering with it.
OK, people, can we stop the drooling? It’s getting a bit messy in here.
Ah, yes, “wrong-gender” roommates are fun to explain to parents. My mom would go ballistic if she thought I was living with someone I was sharing a bed with. She was OK with me having male roommates as long as we weren’t sleeping together. Local Best Friend’s parents, however, were never told that the boy who occasionally answered the phone was our roommate. He was just GT’s friend who hung around at our house a lot.
Why am I awake already? I fell asleep really suddenly. Took off my glasses and off I went. Didn’t even get to turn out the light. Woke up exactly at 5 and seem to be quite awake. Guess I’ll go to the grocery to get a couple of items so that I don’t have a really boring lunch.
Doesn’t seem to have rained much, but at least it’s supposed to be a reasonable temperature today.
Thanks for all the congrats. Gotta say, it feels good knowin’ that I have a job and a decent one too.
gotti congrats to DH on landin’ his new gig. Here’s hopin’ it’s the job for him.
CelloDude and Meli congrats on the move in. Look you’re an adult, so the ‘rents will just have to suck it in and deal. Then again I’m an ol’ grouch who does not care what others think anymore, so maybe I’m not the best to give advice here.
BioRosie take heart in the fact that ol’ grump will probably not be around all that long. Oh, and jake on gettin’ those lunchtime appointments. It’s really nice that the doc accommodates ya like that.
I’m still waitin’ on the rain to show up here! It promises and just does not happen. Grrrrr…
BioTigs how’s PapaTigs doin’? Not in the flirty way, the healthwise way. Oh and yay for good drugs!
I’ve got a beef roast in the crock pot and fresh green beans, new N.O.T. and squash to go along with it. Big eats at da cave tonight!
And the reason nobody believes you about the innocent Humpday remark is – it’s a lot more fun to read it the other way. Also –
