Aims, it might be worth looking into Michigan's law on that-- just a quick google found this:

17. Does an employer have to pay an employee unused vacation if the employee is terminated or quits during the vacation year?

1. The answer to this question depends on the employer's policy. If the employer's policy accrues vacation on hours worked, then the employer must pay the "vacation accrued" through the termination date. If the employer's policy, however, provides that vacation only accrues on a fixed date, e.g. anniversary date, or the end of the calendar year or that vacation does not accrue and terminating employees are not entitled to vacation pay, then the employer does not have to pay unused vacation for the year in which the employee is terminated or resigns.

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Sounds like the motion has passed. This council here by declares the workday for Thursday to be over!

:: gavel smack ::

Too bad word did not spread sooner. I am home early from work, not because of the CPR class I was supposed to take tonight but because my appointment for the human bite wound conflicted with the class. Yes, I had to restrain someone today, and while I was concentrating on her feet, she got her teeth sunk into my wrist. Bleh. Fuss and bother. She turned my glasses into origami. That's ok, I need new glasses anyway, and the nice, brilliant lady at the optical place I took them to tonight to get them unpretzelled did such a good job that they are now straighter than they have been in four years.

Teppy, I'm glad you are mostly de-puffed.

vw, enjoy your weekend with your folks.

I'm not a big fan of PDA. Well, ok, I am a big fan of longing gazes and hand-holding - and bonus points if the couple has wrinkles and grey hair. But necking not so much. And who says "necking" any more? But now I am torn between thinking "get a room" at gay couples because that is what I do at straight ones while keeping a neutral expression on my face, or deliberately giving them a friendly smile to be supportive. The thing is, I want to live in a world where giddy teenagers with no tact and little sense can gross me out regardless of their orientations, then develop what I would consider a sense of decorum. I don't want people to have to hide their affection out of fear.

So you know what, next time I have the chance, I will give a couple of gay cuddlers a friendly smile.

This discussion made me realize that I may see more openly gay couples in pinko liberal bluest-spot-in-a-red-state Decatur is that they feel more comfortable there.

My sash: Get Out of My Way, I Walk Faster Than You; Breast Cancer: Ask Me How; No, I Don't Want Any Help; Impatient With Stupidity; I'm Fat? Really?; Divorced; I Realize I Have a Lot of Books; My Internet Friends Can Beat Up Your Internet Friends

mine right now would read: not as nice as you want me to be.

Should mine say, May Become A Werewolf At The Next Full Moon?

One of my doctors once asked me if I was aware I was overweight. This was the same one who later told me, when I went in for a sore throat, that my throat was fine but I needed to lose 60 pounds. I weighed 155 at the time. Yes, I'm short, but I've got curves. They weigh something. (Doctors usually tell me that I should be between 110 and 115. I think I look best at 125 to 130. I'm still around 155, though.)

Ow. Just tried to copy a move from SYTYCD, and ended up subluxing a rib. At least it wasn't dislocated. Hospital visit was not in my plans for tonight. And, annoyingly, I've subluxed this same rib doing that exact same movement before. I'm possibly not so good at learning from my mistakes.

Sheesh, Hil. Can this Thursday get any more Monday-ish?

OK. Poking at my injured rib to see if it still hurts is stupid.

Also, it's definitely sticking out more than the same one on the other side. I don't think it's dislocated -- that would probably hurt way more than this -- but it doesn't seem quite right.

I'd do that badge thing. People can be so tiresome. Sometimes it's like a fight to hold my territory. MY territory. My pins would read something like: I say it that way because it's spelt that way; not African American; I've beaten you up ten times in my head already; they're not that big--it's that my ribs are small.

Would do for a start.

I figure if they know I'm straight at work it's because I have a tangential social acquaintance with one of them that preceded the job. Although they're up in each other's business I've told them I don't want to share. They're mostly good with it. But I've never talked about an ex or a potential object of lust.

The badge thing is interesting, although I think most things I'd want people to know up front would be a little off-putting.

Don't Talk to Me Before Caffeine. No, I Don't Write About People I Know. I *Have* Heard Smoking Is Bad For Me, Thanks.