Spike's Bitches 40: Buckle Up, Kids! Daddy's Puttin' the Hammer Down.
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Sounds like a few asses need to be kicked - I can do that today.
today's fun patrons.
1) mr c. who asks me questions in English - then asks my co -worker the same question in mandarin hoping for a different answer. And asks me for grammer and spellings help (HA) . and tries to intimidate people into getting off the computer by hanging over their shoulders. Yes, I yell at him across the library to go find a chair and wait his turn.
2) cute unattended toddler that had teenagers encouraging her to climb over the back of a chair while caretaker was ignoring her.
3) mom who wanted to leave the library while her 3 year old was in story time "well, we don't have an age limit on how old a child has to be to be left alone at the library, but if I am doing story time I can't chase your child if he decides to go out the door..."
4) combo: woman with a traumatic brain injury - I believed that was true. I felt some sympathy for her. But she waviered between extreme aggressiveness and weepy. And wanted us to tell her exactly what she should do - and solve all her problems . I am good, but not that good. And let's add my very conflict avoident co-worker. I know that for every librarian like me there are 10 timid souls - but really - if a stranger is touching you - and coming behind the desk , and making you feel like you and your unborn child are possibly in danger - do something - even if all you do is walk away.
so for probably the second time at my teen y library I could have gladly hit a number of people. which is pretty damn good in the public service world.
Crappy day for Bitches, I guess.
Much ~ma to the Morgan family.
MM, the job news sucks, but I hope your next one comes quickly, and with more money and fewer FCOTD.
Kristin, I'm glad you got to the doctor, and I hope the meds take effect quickly.
Sorry to hear about your unemployment crap, meara.
Geez, can we take any more bad news? Surgery~ma for your mom, sj.
{{{Susan}}} I'm glad your boss has some mercy to her.
What a rotten day you had, beth.
Tomorrow had better behave itself.
What a rotten day you had, beth.
eh, just hard. I had a great story time - my shier kids are getting way less shy.
and I got rave reviews for my waldorf salad that I brought to the potluck today. ( which confused me - but I'll take it)
I am just way wound. so I am drinking fernet.
I see I missed people and WindSparrow summed it up quite nicely, so What She Said.
It's after 1 am and I am not in bed. Oops.
Wow. Craziness. Bad day! Bad day! No cookie for you.
Hugs and smooches and groping all around.
I'm in Kansas for the weekend. So, um, it's a racing weekend, which is going to make our trips from KC to Lawrence every day VERY fun. Grrrrrrr....
Also, my SIL's mother snores. Loudly. My room is above hers. I'm exhausted and can't sleep. Grrrrr...
Though, these are relatively first-world problems compared to some of the other stuff from today. Just had to bitch, I guess.
They just gave me my two weeks notice.
Fuck!
the doctor's diagnosis is pneumonia.
Double Fuck!
Sorry to hear about both those. Maybe it's a sign for you both to spend some time writing! (playing spin doctor, work with me here!)
IOlesscrappyN. I had my follow up with doc for the gall bladder. Due to Malignant Hyperthermia condition, the doc waved off the removal, since I'm not showing any signs of problems. Yay! Did not want to go under the blade. And right now, not the time.
So... some good news for us bitches! I say, we need more! Go forth and bring back good news. Lift the spirits!
oh, and going way back (as I had over 200 posts to skim through:
I'm afraid that the next one will have a "boring" name.
um. Empress Pregnant? (see this is how rumors start)
Empress Pregnant?
Sadly, no. Though I would love to be.
Oh yuck. I'm sorry, MM/Aims and Kristin/ND. That's sucky news.
the doctor's diagnosis is pneumonia
When I had pneumonia during my teen-aged years. I'd complained that I felt terrible for a week or two and my mother (who has a nursing degree and a teaching degree) decided I was trying to skip out of classes so she took me to the doctor fully expecting him to justify her reading me the riot act. I came out of the examining room with a huge smile on my face and told her I had pneumonia - thus marking the first moment I can really remember knowing that my mother owed me a huge apology.
Feel better soon, Kristin.
Also, my SIL's mother snores. Loudly. My room is above hers. I'm exhausted and can't sleep. Grrrrr...
Earplugs! Sorry you're sleepy.
