So, at work this afternoon, a higher-up called me over to talk and started out with, "I'm afraid we're going to have to let you go." Pause, then smile. "Not really." I think he thought he was being funny. I was too stunned at the time to react, but now I'm feeling the slow burn building. Not a joking matter!
WTF!?! Do you have an HR department? I would so totally report that.
dcp, that is so not funny! Especially in this horrific economy--but really in ANY situation, uncalled for and I'd call HR on his ass.
My apologies to everyone. The bad mood is much more under control now. Sometimes the kids' bedtime routine can be good for soothing me too.
Speaking of? Allyson's dolly story is very sweet.
DH just bought me some personal liability insurance to cover my blogging and writing activities. He said I'm covered in case of libel and slander to the tune of 1.5 mil.
Not that any of you should get any ideas.
Burrell, I'm sorry that I was pushing buttons -- especially if you were already dealing with back pain and a bad day. In my head I was just free-associating/bullshitting (as usual), not disagreeing with you, and I'm sorry that I didn't make that clearer.
Turns out text is tricky sometimes. The more you know!
I'm not a touchy-feely person, but I'm generally pro-hug. I don't see family and friends often so hugs are good when I can get them.
When I'm working with high schoolers I'll usually find them in a puppy pile at least once each summer.
Birthday happies to Gud and Sean!
Dream report:
My shower drain has been slow lately, such that by the time I'm done with my shower, I'm wading in six inches of water. I haven't gotten around to fixing it yet.
Last night, I had a dream about plunging a shower drain. This morning, when I took a shower, the drain was actually cleared! Now I'm thinking, what other chores can I dream of and have them done for me when I wake up?