I'm afraid I'm in my semi-regular, health-inspired "Fine, I'll just die on you, I'll show you, health care industry!" mood at the moment. I am, however, resisting the urge to eat all the mashed potatoes--though there is the occasional helping with lots of butter and garlic, because Christmas, dammit. Fortunately I never had a sweet tooth. Still, I enjoy telling earnest health care advice professionals--not the doctors, the poor recent graduates who are in their first job as evangelists and missionaries to the unhealthy touting the wonders of exercise and good eating and all that stuff we know already, dammit--that "even if you have low blood pressure and all that, you're still going to die." I'm 52, child, you're barely legal to drink. Do not preach at me.
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Natter 72: We Were Unprepared for This
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
I apparently have to hire someone ASAP, so I got access to the HR system, and man, are there a lot of terrible cover letters out there. There was also a note warning the reader away from a person who applies for every job here and was escorted out of a past job by security.
Also, it is snowing like crazy, but I think not accumulating too much yet? No one is ever getting home tonight.
I gained 100 pounds over the last 23 years, yo-yoing like you do, and yet my BP has always been around 120/80.
Very clever, msbelle.
It's kind of weird being inside a house that's being power-washed.
It's kind of weird being inside a house that's being power-washed.
I'm imagining it kind of like going through an automated car wash, but without the conveyor belt thingie.
I was trying to think of a kitchen appliance to compare it to, but I couldn't come up with anything that didn't end badly.
I am trying not to be proactively anxious about being moved into a new space we are getting that evidently has no windows. I don't know for sure my team will be moved there and, if we are, that the space won't be reconfigured by the time we move. But if it happens I'm going to be really pissed and sad about losing my current window situation!!!
I so hope I get a window in our new building. Or at least a seat away from the supervisors' offices
I know I'm pretty lucky and it may seem petty to complain (about something that may not happen) when I have a physically easy job for which I'm well compensated but still...it will make me pretty unhappy.