And that good news about my sister? So well received after a brutally awful day at work. Of course I can't talk about any details, but I think I can convey some of the horror by explaining that I'm still in training for Police Dispatch and last night one of my nets got so slammed that my coach took it away from me (humiliating) and then flailed and made significant mistakes (really bad for everyone) and then I got a written Plan of Action which means I'm likely to be kicked out of training after the next 2 weeks unless I can totally impress the coach who basically pushed me out of the way and took over my net last night. The possibility of having my training canned shouldn't be so upsetting...I've flunked out of training before, survived the humiliation, and signed up again for another round of feeling like a tool...but it does. It hurts to be devalued and pushed aside even when I know that I am NOT defined by my job and still a decent person regardless of my job classification. *sigh* Either way I'll still have a secure job as a CallTaker, and I'm super thankful for that and knowing I can continue paying bills and feeding myself and my feline companions, but I'd really like the promotion. More $$$, more variety, way more status in the hierarchy at work. My angst, let me vent it.
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omnis, I could have sworn you've mentioned climbing ladders at work before. I was impressed. Given the steepness of the stairs you've calculated, I'm still impressed. I do not like ladders OR very steep stairs, myself. When I was young I would go up stairs on all fours.
erin_o, that's good news about your sister! And good luck with the job. The guy who pushed you aside and then screwed up? Sounds like a tool.
I've been using the cat tree as a sort of barre for stretching. It works quite well, and amuses the cats.
Not a tool at all...the situation was just that crazy that even my coach couldn't keep up. Yet I still got "the look" from everyone else on the floor that I had been pushed out of the way.
Erin, I am so, so glad that your sister is getting a fresh start. I hope that as she recovers from her broken heart, she will make new friends who can show her what a healthy, truly loving (or at least liking) relationship is like in a way that family cannot do while one is a teenager.
As for goings-on at your job, you have my sympathies. I hope it works out much better than expected.
I'm sorry about the bad work experience, erin, but I'm glad that your sister's situation has improved. I moved schools between 10th and 11th grade, and it was an extraordinarily good move for me. (Actually, I moved states, and the new school was just a side effect.) Suddenly I had friends and people around me who didn't know me as the school punching bag and weird loser. I was still a geek, but there were other geeks around to talk to. It was wonderful! I hope your wee sister's experience is similarly great.
Erin, sorry to hear it was such a brutal day at work. Hopefully, the fact your trainer had trouble will lessen the impact of being pulled out of the situation.
When I was young I would go up stairs on all fours.One of the super steep stairs at work is only 6 steps or so, and yes, those I get on my butt and slide down the top two or three steps, then my feet reach the floor. Much easier. But even still, there was one time, I almost fell down those.
ION- I am trying to re-imagine the closet in the new place. In preperation for the floor installation, the closet doors were removed. I hate them. Sliding mirrors, 8' long. I really hate mirrors, and a wall of them. ACK! But I also don't care for any other options for closet doors for a reach-in of length. Sliding on a track (boring), bi-fold (eats up exterior floor space, and access to end part of closet is difficult due to bifold pile up), accordian (ack, no for so many reasons). and that's about it. I am thinking of doing some custom interior to the closet, to maximize the space, but still blah on the doors. Anyone do something cool. Or some other option I'm not thinking of? (drapes are out. Had that in college, all it does is let the dust in and you get a nice pile on the clothes you hardly wear).
When I was young I would go up stairs on all fours.
When my brother was young he used to hurl himself down the stairs head-first, riding a thin sateen sheet that constituted the only remains of his blankie. Repeatedly. My brother is quite the lunatic.
erin, I'm sorry about your completely horrible workday, but glad that it could be at least a little balanced out by the broken-hearted yet fantastic news about your baby sister. I'm vibing hope and fresh-start vibes at her like mad.
Judge~ma for your friend, Vortex.
She was great! But then, what the hell do I know. :)