sj, take some of my bad attitude, then. Go in, remembering you've never called in before, and have been available whenever they've called you in. It's not like you have an absence problem. You're a reliable employee. You're also a reliable employee with a physical disability. Your reality is different in bad weather. Accepting one unscheduled absence in the time you've worked there doesn't seem outside of the realm of "reasonable accomodation" to me. Would they rather you had lied and said you had a stomach bug? They're being unreasonable. All the best today.

Hang in there sj.

Tis quiet here at work. Too quiet.

Suzi, I love your tag. Did Nicole originally say it here? Did it already get COMMed?

Suzi's current tag, for posterity: Patience and I are practically strangers. Sure, we've met a few times but we're not close. - Nicole

Yes, Nicole said that here - over a year ago. It is just too perfect for me.

Jilli, my son wants to see some of Pete's cards. Is there a Pete-devoted website anywhere? I couldn't find it on Google.

You have to be at work this early, MG? Wow.

I thought I was going to go to bed early. Instead I went to bed at least 2 hours late. This is happening far too often. Lack of sleep, Aunt Flo decided to visit...at least it's Friday and my new electric guitar is slated to arrive via FedEx today.

Actually, I'm overjoyed it's Friday. Although Monday was a holiday and I was sicked out on Wednesday, this week has seemed interminable.

I typically work 6 to 2:30, so I'm home when the kids get out of school. When I need to put in OT, I come in at 5.

Aunt Flo - *heeee*, I haven't heard that term in a long time. Though am all to familiar with her presence right now.

I need more tea.

Laura, are you around? In which part of Florida do you live?

SE Florida. Alas, quite a long way from Tampa, about 4 hours. Good for me because I wouldn't want to live in Tampa, but sad making that I won't be able to hook up with your DH.

It might be quiet in here because I'm trying to work. I'm restricting my board visiting until I tackle some more of The List.

UGH.

I just cannot even handle the amount of dysfunction at work with my mother. I forget sometimes, because she's very good at deflecting attention to it. But I just want to rinse my mouth with soap, sterilize my memories, knock myself unconcious till amnesia sets in, run away to another country and never talk to them again.

What set this off was a very small issue, but it's opened stuff up and is just reducing me into tears right now.

Right. Time to sell some cards. We got into Magic at Day One, and we've got some Alphas kicking around. I wonder where our Twiddle and the Moxes are.