I always make sure that mine include some kind of "pending these twelve other departments I have to coordinate with having their shit together" disclaimer in case I can't complete mine due to incompetence somewher else.

I had those taken out of mine, despite one of the goals drafted by a boss being made completely impossible to attain in just the time taken by the goal review cycle. I was told to like it or lump it, that participation in the bonus structure was voluntary, and I shouldn't complain.

I sort of need help with this one(not that you know my job)

3. Comment on how your job has changed over the last review period.

And since I am not eligible for bonus in my current position no one really looks at mine. Not that I have even had to do any yet at my new job. I'm guessing from my boss' follow through on similar things, I won't have to.

You know what I hate? What I really hate?

When my antihistamine breaks up with me with no warning.

Well, whatEV, Claritin! I can find a new antihistamine that I'm JUST as happy with! Yeah, me and Zyrtec, we'll be IN YOUR FACE with how happy we are together. Suck on THAT, you inadequately effective medication!

You know, we all bitch about our allergy meds, but when Teppy does it there is a certain elegance and polish -- you can really see her professional excellence shining through.

you can really see her professional excellence shining through.

You should see articles when I'm finished with them...

But to think it's feasible to organize such a thing -- immature even by the standards of 15-year-olds.

Have you *been* to a lot of sci-fi cons? As a woman who started attending them at 16, and swore at about 27 that she was Done. With. Them. due to the behavior of con-going males, my biggest shock was that this hadn't already been done.

You get a hivemind, AIFG! thing going on in those circles. Two or three women who buy into it so they can claim any woman who doesn't is just no fun, and BAM! Obnoxious Movement is born.

Wow.

I'm WAY more bitter than I thought I was when I woke up yesterday morning. Huh.

I'm WAY more bitter than I thought I was when I woke up yesterday morning. Huh.

Does this mean you'll be turning to guns and religion?

I'm WAY more bitter than I thought I was when I woke up yesterday morning.

Yeah. I'm at that stage where I feel stupid for being so upset about it yesterday. But I think it hit a lot of women in a really, really uncomfortable place.

Does this mean you'll be turning to guns and religion?

If she builds a compound I. Am. So. In.

I think that dude needs to be hit in a really uncomfortable place.

Not quite the same thing, but it reminds me of those drunken frat boys in New Orleans. They all have their little balconies reserved in the quarter, and they've spent who knows how much at the tourist shop on beads, and now they're going to spend their entire time in that amazing city getting plowed on daquiris and screaming at me to show my tits.

And, I just want to be like, "Dude. a) No. b) If I feel like doing that it's not going to be for half a dozen blitzed frat boys and c) It's fucking June!"