Eh, my buzzer doesn't work, so I'm not even sure I'll know (I put up a sign asking them to call my number, but I'm not sure they'll DO that, y'know?). Grrr.

On a good note, the new boss sent me a whole email full of things to do and numbers to call and forms to fill out, so that'll be good.

On a separate note: If I get in the shower, that means the UPS man will arrive, correct?

If I go to the bank 1/2 block from my door, guy who is buying Lumina van will visit my house to give me my money transfer title.

Just gave a talk at the grad student seminar. This is the third or fourth time I've given this talk, revising it each time based on comments people made and questions they asked, and this is the first time it seems like people actually understood it. Yay for getting the pictures in my head to make sense in other people's heads! (Turns out, it helps a lot to actually literally draw the pictures.)

Which also means that this talk is getting close to being ready to present at actual conferences, not just seminars. Yikes.

Of course I got the "My girlfriend has worked for 2 1/2 years and not taken a single sick or personal day."

Does she have a small child? If so, does she hate her small child?

I am not allowed to take personal days and if I feel that I need to be in a job where I can take personal days, then I need to find another job.

WTF? He needs to pull his cold, black heart out of his ass. Fuck him.

"My girlfriend has worked for 2 1/2 years and not taken a single sick or personal day."

You're not his girlfriend. Thank the sweet baby Jesus.

"I work 11+ hours a day and can't take personal days."

Jackhole. He owns the business. That's the plan he signed up for. You're an employee. You didn't. Why give you personal/sick days if you can't use them?

Empress, you are going to tell that pompous greedy dingleberry of a boss that if you can't have personal days, he can't have Saturdays or Sundays. No exceptions. Slavery was fucking outlawed more than a hundred years ago.

Find a new job. ASAP.

Fuck him and the horse he rode in on. May his eensy weensy little dick be crushed by the falling bucket of a front loader, and may the city fine him hundreds of thousands of dollars and brand him a slumlord. I hope his real estate speculation comes back to bite him hard on his flabby, pasty white ass. All of this will only happen once you've found a new job, of course.

Aimee - I think you're best revenge will be the new, excellent job that I'm sure you will find. Everyone is allowed to take personal days. There are laws.

Empress, you are going to tell that pompous greedy dingleberry of a boss that if you can't have personal days, he can't have Saturdays or Sundays. No exceptions. Slavery was fucking outlawed more than a hundred years ago.

Find a new job. ASAP.

Fuck him and the horse he rode in on. May his eensy weensy little dick be crushed by the falling bucket of a front loader, and may the city fine him hundreds of thousands of dollars and brand him a slumlord. I hope his real estate speculation comes back to bite him hard on his flabby, pasty white ass. All of this will only happen once you've found a new job, of course.

Because it really needed to be repeated.

Everyone is allowed to take personal days. There are laws.

I don't think he's saying she can't take personal days. I think he's saying that if you don't love your work so much you never ever ever want to leave or take a break, then UR DOING IT WRONG.

What Maria said. Aimee, good luck finding another job fast.

I think he was pretty explicit about not being allowed sick day. Which is BULLSHIT!

And I didn't think I could love Maria more than I did before, but it appears I was mistaken.