I vote for the creation of "People: they ruin it for the rest of us" the musical.
If we get fourths for this do we have to open lightbulbs?
connie, I've been thinking of your birthday all day, but was unable to post Birthday happy wishes due to lack of internets. Hope your evening is fabulous, and glad you had the day off.
I called a therapist today. Hopefully I can get in for rage diffusion before I get arrested. My last email to my sister was titled "trying not to go to jail". He's not worth even one iota of my anger, for he's a nothing. Not even a three.
Chocolate Candy:
vw, I hope you get better soon. Feeling miserable sucks. Much health-ma for you.
I feel very loved today, with all the birthday wishes.
Dear Parent,
It is not my fault that your daughter did not sign up to take the honors placement test before the test date. Just because she was on a field trip on the test day does not mean that she is magically exempted from the rest of the requirements. Please stop sending snippy emails to my superiors. This will not help your case. It will make me want to smack you.
No love,
Kristin
It's ok to wear black pants, a black-and-red-floral turtle-neck, and a black oxford shirt to an internal job interview, for a job that the person who is leaving usually wears casual pants and a nice shirt or sweater but sometimes jeans and a t-shirt to work in, isn't it?
When I applied for the current job, I showed up in an embroidered denim outfit. I work in jeans and a t-shirt every day. I figure this is a step up. And I don't really have a heck of a lot of choice. None of my nice, office-interview clothes fit any more.
That's sounds like a formal enough outfit to me, WindSparrow.
For an internal interview, I'd say a notch up from the everyday, but not as dressy as an interview amongst strangers. IOW, you're fine.
What -t said, Andi. I think that sounds fine.
In meme news, why can't I let go of this confrontation fear? I've had multiple parent phone calls/meetings these past two weeks, and they always go fine. And yet? I am an utter mess every time. This time I had to send off the "no, your daughter can't make up the placement test she never signed up for in the first place" email, and I'm convinced that screaming and yelling is in my future. CUT IT, BRAIN.
