And I'm irritated and it almost negates the awesome letter Boss gave me this morning about what a great job I did on Saturday.
The key word here being SATURDAY. What bullshit is that - you work a weekend for him and don't get comped for it?
'Shells'
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And I'm irritated and it almost negates the awesome letter Boss gave me this morning about what a great job I did on Saturday.
The key word here being SATURDAY. What bullshit is that - you work a weekend for him and don't get comped for it?
You know, it's nice to hear that we won't be having a tornado/fire drill today after all. But I'd feel a whole lot better about it if I'd known we were going to have it in the first place.
you work a weekend for him and don't get comped for it?
Turns out? I'm salaried. Didn't know that until last Friday. I get the satisfaction of a job well done.
And, with Allyson's Salary and Internets Math, I've added 15 minutes of effing around to the time I was already alotting to compensate for my woeful underpaidness.
My mom got polio after the polio vaccine had been invented; her parents did not understand/believe in the good of the new fangled (yet hundreds of years old) concept of vaccines. Because of that, I decided long ago that I'm Yay!Vaccines, in spite of possible bad reactions, up to and including autism. Of course, it is a relief to be a little more sure that vaccinating any child I might have will not cause autism.
Alpha-bits.
By the way, since I see we're still on food a bit, I went shopping and had two Reuben sandwiches for dinner. And they were wonderful.
Daniel bought some salted-up brisket. When we get around to cooking it up (in the crockpot, changing out the water several times), I shall have to get some rye bread, sour kraut, swiss cheese, and Thousand Island Dressing.
we had one of those viruses over here for a couple days where she only got the fever at night - and during the day she was active and fine.
Her fever is back to 100 now, but she's running around like normal. I've convinced her to watch MORE movies and since she's normally limited to an hour a day, she's happy.
re: the vaccines
I must admit that as someone who has done the research and vaccinated Ellie, that case in GA stills freaks me out on a non-intellectual level. Frisco got his first shots last week and even though I *knew* he would be fine, I was still nervous.
My midwife, who I otherwise adored, kept telling me rather proudly how her daughter doesn't get her kids vaccinated. As mentioned above, I think it comes from people never having seen how awful these diseases really are. I mean, I suspect in the 50s if people had been told, "This vaccine will prevent polio but there's a .1% chance your child might have autism," people still would have done it.
Oh, Aimee. ::hugs Aimee hard and shoots death glare at Aimee's boss::
Oh, and Aimee, I'm obsessed with my own stuff this morning, but your Boss needs to be kicked. If you trust your employees to work for you, you have to trust that if they ask for something, it's because they need it.
And chicken pox may not kill you, but if you can avoid the itching and scarring and general ICK, why wouldn't you?
There's a chicken pox vaccine?
Apparently it's been licensed in the US since 1995. Huh.
Now Smallpox..."Don't come back now, y'hear?"
The thing that really burns me is that the study that kicked off the autism paranoia was based on 12 children. TWELVE. And the results were shaky to begin with and were later redacted by all but 3 of the original authors. (Not to mention all the subsequent studies - larger and more rigorous - which failed to show any link at all.)
But that one stupid study was picked up by the news media and started a goddamn movement, and now it doesn't matter what the facts are, people will believe what they want to believe.