Dear Jackhole Tenants -

Not calling me back makes me even more testy and irritated than if you called me and said, "Whoops, I'm a jackhole. I'll send ti right now." I'd really rather not spens my days calling you. I'd rather search for knock-off Michael Kors shoes and dresses and make-up and all thing frivolous. So, do a girl a favor? Call her back and tell her why you decided to place your ginormous head up your very tiny behind and NOT PAY YOUR FUCKING RENT FUCKERS.

Love, kisses and a kick in the nuts,

Aimee, Your friendly neighborhood accountant

In terms of luch thieves. I used to work in an office where the company President would steal people's food and eat it front them as a joke. This included orange juice kept in the refrigerator by a diabetic in case she got low blood sugar. (For those who don't know, even though diabetes is high blood sugar, diabetics can suffer unexpected sugar drops as well.) The next day she brought in a home made frosted cup-cake, which she left until stolen. It was frosted with ex-lax.

At my last job, the bosses said clearly that anything left in the fridge overnight was theirs for the picking.

Annoying, but at least above board.

It would be nice if all doctors were required to go to personality school. It makes such a difference.

Indeed.

Some doctors seem to be bioscience geeks that had to pick a major, and the most lucrative seemed to be a medical doctor.

The big doings at work I mentioned yesterday? Now that it's been officially announced, I can share. My tiny, private, family-owned company is being bought out by a Big, Public Firm. They insist that we will be operating independently within one of the Firm's groups and that they don't want to fix what ain't broken, but color me skeptical. We'll see how it goes and what happens.

The best line from the press release:

All [my company] employees will be retained.

So, I've been slightly concerned about Mal not talking for a bit, but the DH didn't seem concerned, the pede at the one-year visit seemed okay with it, and from what I've learned here, I know that it's too early to worry.

But of course the DH read some of the books I've been reading and freaked out tonight about how Mal should have several words and be making babble sentences. So now I'm freaking out.

I know he can hear, I know there's no physical issue. And I know that he started using his own words for things right on time...but then he stopped. I suspect he got scared. If all you hear for "Hi!" is "Hi!" then it's simple. He hears "Hi!" and "Hello!" and "Xeirete!" and "Kalimera!" and "Kalispera!" and "Gia sou!" and "Gia sas!"

Oh well...Greek babies learn to talk too. I'm just pretty tired of the all-purpose whine-cry.

The best line from the press release:

All [my company] employees will be retained.

I don't want to be negative, but that line should have an asterisk at the end that says "*as far as we know".

IJS, keep your eyes peeled, but don't let the concept freak you out. Being skeptical is good in this situation.

The press release comes from the Big Firm, not us. So, I hope it's accurate.

The long-term repurcussions are pretty much nil for me. I'm leaving in January to student teach (shhh! they don't know yet). I figure it'll take that long for any major changes to happen.

Empress - you rant wouldn't be aimed at anyone I might know, would it? If so, let me know if you need help. I'm good at poking.

Raq, babies' brains can handle those differences waaaay easier than our stupid adult brains. My friend's son had no trouble learning Farsi and English simultaneously. He even tried speaking to his mother in Farsi but realized early on that she doesn't understand him so he switched to English only with her. With his dad, he uses both. At first he'd answer in English but moved on to answering his father in Farsi, too. Oh, and he's only 2 years and four months.

I personally discovered that some babies get on the verbal train quicker. Olivia seems much more vocal than Owen was. I worried about him up until he was 18 months. Even then from 18-22 months he wasn't really putting words together like I thought he should. Dude, was I ever worrying over NOTHING. I swear, it was like he picked up entire sentences overnight. It was quite freakish.

Then I realised I have the easiest haircut in the world, and with a pair of clippers with a #2 guard and a couple mirrors I was set.

Huh. I could cut ita's hair. This is how I do DH's. Only with fewer mirrors.