Thanks, DJ! It went well. He apologized for not getting back to me re: the email and fax and said he'd contact me later today.

Turns out, they never told Irene that they fired me. They just let her assume that I quit. They told her, when she asked what was going on, "Her grandmother died and she no longer works here."

WTF?

As is the case in many other instances, Emmett's behavior falls about midway between School Age Me and School Age EM. For the most part, Emmett has gotten a very healthy balance from the mix. He's much better academically than this Mom, and much more socially adept than I was.

But I really was a good student who simply loved to learn about things. I did like getting good grades, but was never unduly upset to get Bs. I slacked off on a fair amount of stuff, but could turn it up when I needed and bring a strong focus to my work. Emmett has better homework habits than I did, though.

Who is Irene? And good for you for going to see him!

I vascilated between doing just enough on certain subjects to get the necessary (as in what would keep my parents at bay) grades, and others I obsessed over. The former (mostly math and the math-ier sciences like physics) I had an innate ability for and got really good grades without trying (I used to do the homework for those while also watching TV). The latter (literature and writing) I didn't want to put the time to polish as I was big on the myth of inspiration. Given the era and some of the teachers I had, enthusiasm trumped correctness a LOT in terms of the grades I got, so I did well scholastically there too.

There was also a third area that I think of as language-y disciplines (foreign languages and the sciences like biology and chemistry that dealt in language-y terms) that I didn't enjoy or have a knack for. Those were my big problem areas, and also the only place I ever got less than Bs.

On the whole, I was satisfied with the B+s I mostly got, and really resented the idea that I should do more than what I needed to in order to get those.

Who is Irene?

My co-worker.

I can't beleive they didn't tell people and just let them assume.

I can. This is the guy who fired me over the phone through Joe. So yeah - not much expectancy of decency there, ya know?

True - I guess that should have been the first clue.

Kristin, tons of ~ma to your grandmother, your mother, and you.

Aimee, go you with the persistence. I hope you get good news from your boss soon.

I stumbled out of bed this morning and went out to breakfast, since my stove is electric, so no caffeine at home. The restaurant stopped serving breakfast at 10:30, so I had lunch. Then I went to my nail appointment. My supposed to be black nail polish that I brought with with me was an ugly brown, so I ended up with sparkly pink. They look like Easter eggs! Then I went to three stores getting Easter stuff for my nephews, TCG's neice and nephew, and TCG. I think I spent too much. Now I have to clean this place up before the showing, make up the Easter packages, and do a ton of schoolwork. So, what am I doing? Playing on the computer and watching Bones, of course.

I take it your power is back on, sj?

Kristin, much health to your grandmother and strength to you and your mom.