I think the real estate bust has hit Las Vegas hard, no?
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Las Vegas is definitely doing poorly right now--my sister and BIL live out there, and their rental house is surrounded by ones in foreclosure. In fact, they had to leave their last rental when that one went into foreclosure.
Don't come to Utah, teachers fight tooth and nail to get paid, and the NEA is considered the right hand of the devil.
OH MY FUCKING GOD. My mother asked me about setting up a computer network. I suggested that she ask my brother WHO FUCKING DID I.T. SUPPORT FOR A LIVING. And she said "well, I don't want to ask K because I don't want to take him away from his family. I don't want to ask him to do too much". Oh, but it's fine to ask ME to do shit.
Did you say no? I know these things are near to impossible with family, but still. I mean, you're just not better suited for it. If he can't do it, let him say no.
I said no, because it's one thing to fool around plugging and unplugging if it's your network, but I'm not going to do it with someone else hovering over my shoulder making "helpful" suggestions.
Jesus. Good luck, Vortex - she really, really really needs to take on board that you have a life, and that you are not just going to slot into the empty space in hers.
Ugh. The premise that you don't have a life worth preserving if you don't have a family drives me batshit. Good on you for standing firm, Vortex.
And the shit keeps rolling. Just found out that I didn't make the interview cut for a job I wanted (it was a reach, but still) and they've instituted mandatory unpaid leave.
Wow, Vortex. Throw in a little rectal surgery and it's the best day ever. Yikes.