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If it were me, Zen, I'd probably make them fire me before I quit. In this economy, it's not as big a black mark as it used to be.
Of course, I'd be actively looking and trying to find something else so I could tell them to shove it, too.
With a state employee, they probably can't ding her on references--they can only verify dates of employment. They can't say what kind of employee she was. If she still has some good contacts within the company, they could provide references for her.
Ugh, Steph. I hope your uncle improves. You are NOT the Angel of Death, I am sorry you feel that way.
She ISN'T looking, which makes me insane. I don't know why she isn't looking for another job. I worry that she's a lot more depressed than I know about. I haven't actually SEEN her in weeks.
I'm sorry this tradition is continuing, Steph.
DJ, what's going on with the trip?
Zen, I'm guessing it's the depression, too. Even if you know you're in the right, being surrounded by powerful people who treat you like you're a problem can suck the jobhunting confidence right out of you. Best thing for that, at least in my experience, is to have the hand-holding help of friends in looking at ads, touching up the resumé and making the phone calls. My problem was even getting started so having someone make an appt with me and come over and keep my company, help me get motivated, give me reality checks, was invaluable.
Zenkitty, it is all too likely that she is in a hopeless/helpless mental loop. I'm sorry to not be able to reassure there. But if she were actively looking, there would be some sense of agency and power that would buoy up her spirits. Best wishes to her and some ~ma for figuring out some steps she can take to make her life better.
Teppy, you are not the angel of death. I'm sorry I don't know what to say to really help, but you just are not. You are definitely having a really shitty time of it, though. Much ~ma for your whole family, and for your uncle, and for you.
DH hates his current position. He's not looking because I've asked him to wait. I don't feel like moving again just yet. He's giving me until spring. If things improve for him in four months, he won't worry about looking. But if they don't, I've agreed to let him start the process of finding another job.
But he's miserable where he's at and I feel sort of responsible for keeping him in the job. It's a trade off because the kids and I are doing so well here. However, the situation cannot continue if he hates going into work every day.
I am the motherfucking angel of death.
Pffft. Not unless you're made out of cigarettes, and beer and are controlling all the choices of your father's side of the family who all have heart disease.
Halloween went pretty well. We went over to Belvedere Street (nearby and dense with folks on their stoops and making garage haunted houses etc.) (Fond memories of dragging Teppy, Perkins and Juliana out to Belvedere Street with us on a cold, rainy Halloween for Emmett.)
Matilda went as Wonder Woman though she was just down to bodice and belt and skirt (no boots or head band or bracelets).
JZ was a freakin' rock star as Mary Poppins. We walked out of our house and about twelve kids at the bus stop across the street started yelling, "Hey! It's Mary Poppins!" and it was like that all night, as (mostly women) cried out very fondly for Mary Poppins.
Plus also too: Giants fucking win! Sweet! One win away. MadBum goes 8. Buster goes deep. Huff 'N Puff hits a two run shot, and great defense all around.
Underdogs every step but you know what? They just didn't know how good our pitching was. It's just that good.
We've beaten Cliff Lee, Roy Halladay, Roy Oswalt, Cole Hamels, Tim Hudson and Derek Lowe in the post-season. Chalk that up to luck, bitches.
Thanks for the info and advice, everyone. She won't let anyone help her, but her father sent her a solid job lead (he might be good for something after all!), and I'm hoping this may be her way out. (Actually, I think she should quit and spend a year concentrating on her art, but that's probably bad advice to give her. I'm supposed to be a responsible role model!)