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perhaps a good place to post my incoherant ramblings.....
sounds good! Whatcha thinkin' 'bout?
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I'm wondering why DH isn't here yet to pick me up. And if I really should get a dog. And if it's a good idea to go out to eat or if I should go home and cook.
Oh, you weren't asking me.
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Wahine the dog is a good idea, I vote for the year old one and not the pup. You'll have your hands full with that one. I love mastiffs, Peanut has mastiff in her. They are good dogs.
Sorry, just a thought.... back to you Snap.
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Ditto on the one year old. Dog. When I had my last puppy, I could come home at lunch, etc. I swear it was harder than when I had my kid. Our current dog came to us fully trained at 1 1/2 years old (he's a breeder for Guide Dogs). It was ideal. You really want to check the temperament of a non-puppy thoroughly before you commit, though.
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I'd like to ramble about odd things in my neck/chest...i think i may have moved the wrong way or something...I thought a sternoclavicular dislocation would have healed by now. I dunno what's going on but i'm going for a CT scan this afternoon.
I'm probably nuts but i'd like to ensure nothing;s floating in my neck/chest area around when it shouldn't be...
Geez bodies can be unnerving some days. I promise i've been listening to my body & being nice to it!
When I got my first corgi - Rikki - I took "maternity leave" and stayed home for two weeks, bonding and potty training.
Talk about incoherant rambling.....
The whole day wasn't horrible, but one incident soured it. Backstory: I've worked in patient billing (business office) in one position or another for close to 30 years, first for Mental Health services, then for our county hospital. Now, about three years ago, my position was transferred out of the business office and into the Information Services department. The only thing that really changed is where I turn my timecard in, and who my immediate boss is. I'm still stationed in the business office, I still work with and interact with everyone in business office.
For close to 15 years, the business office has had an assistant director who is great. She is the one who requested I take over the computer operations for the office, which led to me becoming and Information Services Technician, and now a Management Information Services Analyst. I owe her a lot. She is retiring next week, there is a party (potluck luncheon, at her request) tomorrow.
So this afternoon, one of the managers (a pure queen b!tch) comes to my desk. "So, you know tomorrow you can't come to the luncheon, right? You can come to the reception later in the day"
Me: Oh really? I had planned on coming, I contributed to the food that the cash unit girls are bringing. (My desk sits right next to the cash unit, they've kind of adopted me)
Her: Well, you're not part of the business office.
Me: You know what? I don't care. Never mind that I've worked in this office for 15+ years, all my friends are here.....
She starts stammering, then says she'll talk to the other managers. Give me a break. I was so hurt and angry at this point.
I ran into another manager, who I consider a friend, and told her what queen b!tch said. She was surprised, she could also tell I was about to burst into tears. She tells me to come to the luncheon anyway. I say no, I will not, and I will not be attending the reception either.
About 20 minutes later my manager friend comes to my desk and tells me it was a miscommunication. M had asked that the lunch be kept to business office staff only, and queen b!tch took it literally. I of course was included in the invite. I told her that was fine, but I wouldn't be attending. I was hurt, queen b!tch got too much joy when she told me I couldn't attend the party.
Ruined the rest of my day.
gahhhh ....
How many more years you have left there?
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If I'm lucky, not quite two.
After that long in one place you should be Queen.
You just weren't playing your 'A' game today.
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I would go and rub my presence in Queen B!tch's face, personally...
I never said I was a nice girl.
Drink coffee and do stupid things faster with more energy.
Go to the luncheon and the reception. To stay away simply because of this unpleasant incident might hurt the feelings of the person who is retiring, or at the very least she'll hear about and then feel bad that you're boycotting her celebration. Go, be positive and pleasant, and show them what class really is.
Lisa
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Agree fully with Lisa's advice...yes, it was hurtful and unnecessary, but it's about her (Queen B) and not anything that should reflect on you or mar your own enjoyment of the festivities honoring the retiree.
Put her petty, immature and unprofessional behavior out of mind and thoroughly enjoy every aspect of it!