Wow. Sounds great. Always love the new-job smell. Hope it doesn't wear off for you.
Today was my 3rd year anniversary! Got a note from the Ass't Dean and everything.
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Wow. Sounds great. Always love the new-job smell. Hope it doesn't wear off for you.
Today was my 3rd year anniversary! Got a note from the Ass't Dean and everything.
It's a much more diverse workforce than my old job, which I really dig.
Oh, bonny, that's so frustrating! Would it help you to take a personal day (or days) so you can get some space and don't have to deal with him?
but you should get the ice scupture , Teppy
Heh. We aren't, actually, having a Batman-themed wedding (in case I never made that clear), and the only ice there will be dedicated to keeping beverages cold. But good on the Batgirl Nightwing people.
Oh, bonny, that's so frustrating! Would it help you to take a personal day (or days) so you can get some space and don't have to deal with him?
Thanks Steph. I have spoken to the owner this morning and let her know that I will drop Cagney off...because I promised they could use him...but I don't feel like smiling and have some serious thinking to do.
I feel bad for her...this should just be fun...but I don't need to be in the same room with this guy. It's best for everyone.
I feel bad for her...this should just be fun...but I don't need to be in the same room with this guy. It's best for everyone.
I think that's a good decision. I hope the space away from him helps.
yeah. I think I need to be away from everyone for a while. Things are really falling apart and, frankly, I don't have the energy.
So, please don't let me drag the thread down.
So, please don't let me drag the thread down.
You are not dragging the thread down. If you need to vent, or need an ear (or several ears), we are here for you.
I am one huge anxiety-filled, IBS-filled ball of crazy lately, so if I can help someone instead of becoming progressively more stressed about my shit, I'd much rather do that.
Drag the thread down?! Dunno what's going on, but please, that title goes to me! You just vent whatever you need to say; this place is a goddamned lifeline.
Doesn't there have to be *gold* for gold-digging?(I mean, of course, temporarily leaving aside what a horrible thing that is to tell someone. Which is right up there with stepmonster telling me in the ninth grade that she almost didn't marry my father because of my "special needs". In real life, my needs had nothing to do with that, but at least she fights constructively.) But I don't get the feeling TCG has blown off Stark Industries to be with you. I could be wrong...you could be the unassuming rich folks whose "little place" is three of my condo. Oh, she's gonna be thrilled when you're pregnant. Not. I'm sorry.