Icky: I was changing the diaper of a newborn when one of Dad's friends walked in. He'd seen me before in the corridor and made a show of saying hello in a very flirtatious way. When he noticed that it was me changing the baby, he said, gesturing to his drink, "My turn next! I'm going to need a diapering after this, ma'am."

A friend of your dad's or a baby's dad. I mean, both are completely gross, and icky, but if he was a friend of your own father, I think you should have given him a shot of valium in the ass.

He said, "Yeah, I think at this point I'm so beat that I should probably just go home." I said OK and started to walk away when he said, all quiet and shy, "But, um, maybe we could, um, y'know, do it some other time? Soon?"

Meep!

Plei, I have issues with the home-birth crowd who insists that doctors and hospitals are all part of this evil, male-dominated medical cabal out to rob you of your natural birth experience. As a matter of fact, every medical professional in my birth was a woman. Even the medical studen t who asked me to observe. And they were very good about communicating and listening to what I wanted and encouraging me to handle as much as I could before I went for the meds.

I pretty much write off anyone who is too agenda-driven on any side of the childbirth (and child rearing for that matter) issue. I think sometimes, when something worked for/was comfortable for one woman, she starts to believe it is the only way. The truth is, birth is a life and death situation. For most of our history, we were born in the dirt, and as a race, we've survived. Things can go horribly wrong and horribly right at the most modern, progressive, esteemed hospitals, and in the back seat of the car, too.

I think it is important to learn as much as you can, so you know your options, and can choose those which will be of help and comfort to you, while ensuring (as much as they can) a safe delivery.

Oh, poor Teddy. I have no advice Fred Pete, but I hope it works out.

askye, much jobma to you.

Fred, I know it's different, but we pretty much had to let Toto and Bastet work it out. It's weird, because with dogs, Toto is usually the more aggressive, but he totally submits to Bastet. They pretty much ignore each other now. Hopefully, your cats can get to the same point.

I'll ask my bro and SIL what they did with their two cats for you too. Schicci was NOT happy when Thisby came home. After they'd had Thisby for a couple of weeks, we all got this picture of the two cats "getting along." It was of the two of them on the dining room table - on opposite sides. It was so cute and so funny.

AS had her interview this morning, it sounds like it went badly. She felt like one of the interviewers just took a dislike to her right off the bat.

FWIW, Christopher had one of his interviewers act like a complete asshole to him when he interviewed at current job. The guy acted totally unprofessional. When he met me afterwards, he told me there was no way he was getting the job. He was wrong. I hope AS isn't too discouraged.

I wonder if the situation is a "good cop/bad cop" scenerio, seeing how the interviewee handles inappropriate statements.

Not saying it's a valid tactic, just that interviewers get some weird notions into their heads...

Some people are just crappy interviewers, too.

I wanna ask an applicant at an interview, "If you were a tree, what kind of tree would you be?"

A friend of mine got that question, but when she was applying to a housing co-op.

Also, some people suck.

tommyrot, I go some ways in that direction.

I pay attention to hobby listings on resumes. If you list "reading," I will ask if you've read any good books lately.

I wonder if the situation is a "good cop/bad cop" scenerio, seeing how the interviewee handles inappropriate statements.

Christopher tries to disarm these people by making valid answers that seem eccentric. Example: When this guy asked about his hobbies, Christopher said he was hoping to start training for the lumberjack olympics. It's just believable enough not to provoke an argument and funny enough to move the conversation into a direction he can control.

Gronklies.

I love Sail and lisah's hair. Yum. Pretty hair for all!

{{{{Maria}}}} I'm glad you still have your job, but I wish you weren't so stressed. Poor darling.

Jen, you and YC-w sound so cute!!! Yay.

bt, I'm sorry for AS's un-fun interview. Also? You are so doomed, dude.

Kristin! Yay! Glad to hear from you, sorry the school is a little overly stressful.

job~ma for askye.

I'd like to be the Nine of Pentacles, if I may. I may borrow one of Kenny Parker's smaller raptors to complete my pose.

I would pay good money to see that.

Fred, my boycats still beat the heck out of each other on occasion. I still put a little tuna juice on each of their heads, so they'll lick each other peacefully. I also try hard to monitor the situation, and keep Damien's (the primary aggressor) claws clipped short.

Hi there. The game last night was fun. My heart leapt into my mouth a little when Ichiro frelled his knee (or whatever he did when he was at bat). The Metrodome still sucks, but I'm not happy about having to pay for a new stadium. I asked a lot of very basic questions, and thankfully my friends (and husband) are very patient with me. It was all right. I think I'd prefer to go to a Saints (bush league) game, though. More goofiness abounding.