Sweet lumpy minion, you're the only one that understands. Probably 'cause I haven't sucked the brain out of you yet.

Glory ,'Potential'


Spike's Bitches 37: You take the killing for granted.  

[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risqué (and frisqué), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.


Dana - Oct 09, 2007 6:14:48 am PDT #9046 of 10001
I'm terrifically busy with my ennui.

I would have been one of the people not saying anything, because I assume everyone is like me and doesn't want anyone to acknowledge any kind of emotional expression from me, ever.

I might too, because I don't want to feel like I'm interfering. But they should probably know you well enough to know.

I hope your dad's okay.


Sparky1 - Oct 09, 2007 6:17:44 am PDT #9047 of 10001
Librarian Warlord

Teppy, I hope your dad is okay and that you get concrete news of that soon.

I'm pretty much with Jars on the fact that I might have been one of the people not saying anything if I was your peer. I might have thought the exit to the bathroom was your way of saying "I'm pretending I'm not crying at work, go along with me on this one, people."


Trudy Booth - Oct 09, 2007 6:18:40 am PDT #9048 of 10001
Greece's financial crisis threatens to take down all of Western civilization - a civilization they themselves founded. A rather tragic irony - which is something they also invented. - Jon Stewart

No, not evil.

And possible they aren't either (see above re: Jars & Dana)

But if you want to smack them I bet you could get away with it!!!!

(~~ma to your daddy)


Steph L. - Oct 09, 2007 6:20:34 am PDT #9049 of 10001
Unusually and exceedingly peculiar and altogether quite impossible to describe

And you know what? I'm *positive* that no one at work has a bottle or flask stashed in their desk.

Of all the days to leave my Ativan at home.


Daisy Jane - Oct 09, 2007 6:23:06 am PDT #9050 of 10001
"This bar smells like kerosene and stripper tears."

Not wrong or evil, Tep. Especially for as long as you've been there.

I had a coworker call one night to let me know she wouldn't be in the next day. It was pretty clear her voice was cracking, so I asked, and got an earfull about some family issues. It was a little weird, but we've worked together for over 2 years and we're here all the time. It would've been weirder had I not asked.

I have skipped and skimmed so ((((everybody)))) whether you need 'em or not.


Steph L. - Oct 09, 2007 6:23:53 am PDT #9051 of 10001
Unusually and exceedingly peculiar and altogether quite impossible to describe

And yeah, they're probably just doing the awkward foot-shuffle thing of "Huh. She's upset. She's usually blase about her dad's heart stuff. Um. Huh."

But it makes me feel like I'm overreacting.

Or possibly they're just sick of hearing about my dad's cardiac roller-coaster, which I can totally understand.


Ginger - Oct 09, 2007 6:25:12 am PDT #9052 of 10001
"It didn't taste good. It tasted soooo horrible. It tasted like....a vodka martini." - Matilda

I am Jars, except that I would at least say something like "Is there anything I can do?" or "Would you like chocolate?" You've been there a long time. You'd think they'd say something.


amych - Oct 09, 2007 6:25:13 am PDT #9053 of 10001
Now let us crush something soft and watch it fountain blood. That is a girlish thing to want to do, yes?

Ah, {{{{Tep}}}} - hugs to you for the scary cardiac rollercoaster, and again for the callous and strange coworkers.


Jars - Oct 09, 2007 6:29:16 am PDT #9054 of 10001

But it makes me feel like I'm overreacting.

There's not really much a person can do that's over reacting to parent heart problems. Maybe wailing and throwing oneself out a window whilst rending and tearing garments. Maybe not though. I think crying is really a perfectly normal reaction.


Steph L. - Oct 09, 2007 6:32:56 am PDT #9055 of 10001
Unusually and exceedingly peculiar and altogether quite impossible to describe

There's not really much a person can do that's over reacting to parent heart problems.

I know, it's just that -- this has been going on for 15 years now (since summer of 1992). Last night, Dad mentioned that over the past 15 years, he's been in the hospital at least 50 times, and probably more like 60.

So I'm used to it by now. Yes, I worry, because who wouldn't? But after 15 years, I can't keep reacting in the same sort of immediate-crisis-panic mode.