Ick. That sucks with the timing, Brenda. Can you request a brief meeting with the very senior person and win them over to the dark your side?

Yeah, that's just not ever going to happen. Luckily, the people she's brought it to so far are all like WTF?, but she's insisting that my boss bring it up to Craxy BigBoss. Unless we want her to do it, of course.

Any guesses what I did? I'll whitefont for people who are worried about their eyes rolling out of their heads: I deleted the "cc: BigBoss" from the end of a letter to a client. (ETA - which doesn't mean he didn't get the copy, he did. It's just the notification she's freaking out about.)

So you can see why she's out for my blood, right?

Hey All.

So you can see why she's out for my blood, right?

Clearly, you should be canned immediately. @@

vw, I think you should inform the Prof. He/She can help guide intelligent conversation, rather than having things turn into a yelling or (if you're like me when frustrated) tear-filled match. If you're at all up for it, you might even be able to do a presentation or some such (extra credit, yay!). In my Abnormal Psych class, we had a girl who had MPD, and she did a little talk about it (with Dr. F's approval/assistance), and it was really interesting/informative/enlightening.

Owen continues to be too cute for words.

So, I went to the dermatologist yesterday. Waiting for the doc to come in, I noticed boxes of blue gloves on the shelf. Was suddenly a little nervous. Two-by-two, hands of blue.

As of now, my brain still intact. I think.

Waiting for the doc to come in, I noticed boxes of blue gloves on the shelf. Was suddenly a little nervous. Two-by-two, hands of blue.

I think it's the eye-bleeding stick you have to worry about, rather than just the blue gloves.

vw, I know plenty of people who think ECT is torture, people who aren't Scientologists. Generally, they're unfamiliar with either modern technique, or the success rate for certain forms of illness (I swear it's saved the life of my b-i-l's mother).

I'm wondering if a Scientologist would take an Abnormal Psych course. That said vw, I think you might want to weigh Sean's opinion seriously before you make any personal revelations. But, if he is one, and if you tell your personal story, you might just become a Scientology-evangelism target.

The New York Times just did an article on the fabulous bra-fitting shop in NYC. Why, why, must they taunt me so?

Waiting for the doc to come in, I noticed boxes of blue gloves on the shelf. Was suddenly a little nervous. Two-by-two, hands of blue.

I think it's the eye-bleeding stick you have to worry about, rather than just the blue gloves.

Heh. Speaking of Firefly, and even though I'm not exactly a fan, in a moment of frustration with incompetent!boss just now, I looked at him and exclaimed "Who's flying this thing?"

I heard a story once, about a class where the teacher had led the children in a study of animal testing of medications, and the things that are done to them. The class was going to write letters to these companies when one student stood up and said, "I'm diabetic. I feel bad about those rabbits, but without those medications, I would die."

Yeah. eyeshadow keeps me alive... t /rant about unnecessary fucking testing

vw, if its fun to let the guy have it for watching Cuckoos Nest one too many times then do it.

Betsy, which one?

Coming in a little late on this, but that guy is a Scientologist, or he has been (knowingly or unknowlingly) reading Scientolgy literature. It's one of the central theses to Scientology.

I don't know, I think there's a lot of just plain ignorance out there on this issue, based on decades old horror stories and half-remembered movies.

Yeah, that's just not ever going to happen. Luckily, the people she's brought it to so far are all like WTF?, but she's insisting that my boss bring it up to Craxy BigBoss. Unless we want her to do it, of course.

I think you should have them bring it up to Big Boss, and soon. The sooner the better, so that it's blown away before reviews. If they let the person with the asshead sit on it, asshead will find other things to whine about you.

It's such a tiny thing, that Big Boss might just see the craxy.

I think it's the one you recommend, Trudy; I've forgotten the name.