I sit in a bullpen with 3 other people, and we all sort of pretend we can't hear each others' phone conversations, etc. So it's possible they didn't quite know how to dissapate the Les Nesman Wall gracefully just then.
However, {{{Teppy}}} and I am sorry to hear that you guys are dealing with more cardiac trauma again.
My first day at work for the last three companies was Paperwork and Orientation, so they provided sandwiches or pizza for all the new hires that day, in whatever conference room the new hires were in.
Fay, remind me to get posted to wherever you are teaching, so that you can be Mallory's teacher. He needs more of the not-caring face.
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
Yeah, this. 'Cause saying, "Is there anything I can do?" gives you the option to pretend you're fine or let them know what, if anything beyond acknowleging you're upset, they can do.
I myself find that compassion utterly undoes me, and can hold it together reasonably well until someone asks if I'm okay
Yet more proof that Fay and I are the same person. I do the exact same thing.
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."
This.
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.
This. Ok, mom's stuff hasn't been 15 years, more like 8 - but yeah. Hospitals...she's in, she's out...yeah. Still, panic.
No overreacting.
Stuffs chocolate and alcohol into interpipes.
The first few heart attacks are the worst, Teppy, for you and for the cardiologists. Hopefully your dad will have a doctor who can keep track of him and who will be able to keep track of how heart problems manifest in your dad. Hubby's cardiologists have learned the idiosyncracies of his heart, but the first few attacks had the doctors going "He's not even 50! Stop wasting our time!"
And you know what? I'm *positive* that no one at work has a bottle or flask stashed in their desk.
Heh. We just had the following system-wide email go out:
If you left a bottle of Liquor in the Men's Restroom, you can claim if from Txxxx Mxxxx after identifying the type / brand. :-)
It's likely a specimen or evidence, but its darn funny to see that.
15 years? How many attacks has he had?
The first few heart attacks are the worst, Teppy, for you and for the cardiologists.
He's already had 4. Or possibly 5. And he just keeps. on. going. He really IS the Energizer Bunny.
And he just keeps. on. going.
Hubby has single-handedly raised the heart attack survival percentages for the entire county.
Meanwhile, Daniel Radcliffe is a grownup, or something.
Turned 18 in July.
WTF?
Indeed. He looks HORRID with that mustache. Blech.
(Yes - mark your calendars. I said DR looked "blech")
wee boy!!
You obviously haven't seen the full-frontal nude pictures from
Equus
cause NSM with the wee.
