Pulled the ac unit (while other is running, so weird.) was easier than I thought, though I'm not happy with the box situation, it's kinda falling apart. Crappy packaging.
And I jut got jury duty, in December.
Burrell, sorry you are caught up in the usual bullshit university politics. Saw a lot of that throughout my dad's tenure. I have a clear memory of the one I knew only as 'that jackass Saunders.' That was a deans' pick (went on to be a good Dean later, but was not the department's preference.)
That sounds like a good strategy, Burrel, but I'm sorry you're stuck in that situation.
Forgive me, I have to vent about this here, because there is nowhere else I really can. Someone on Tumblr asked me if I'm still friends with StuntHusband.
The truthful answer is
"He lost his mind, reverted back to unhealthy and dumb patterns, went nuclear on me for things that were in his own head, and then did his traditional scorch-and-salt-the-earth dramatic flounce-off".
And as satisfactory as it would be to actually say that in public, I really shouldn't. I probably won't even answer the question. But I kinda want to.
Excuse me, The Universe, whyfor you give my Buffistas interpersonal bullshit to deal with? We already have enough large-scale bullshit. We are all full up on the bullshit front. We do not also need individual-level bullshit. In case you were not aware. Thanks.
Oh, that's sad, Jilli! I hope he gets his shit back together.
So it looks like you are deliberately ignoring him?
Yeah, or have blocked his number? I'm not sure what that would look like on the other side.
Oh, that's sad, Jilli! I hope he gets his shit back together.
Oh, he won't. This is his thing, and he's done it randomly to other friends of his over the decades. But no one ever thought he'd pull this nonsense on me.
May the job situation turn out to your advantage Burrell, even if you don't immediately get the department chair.
Sorry to hear that Jilli. You and StuntHusband were partners in crime for quite a span of years, weren't you? It's rough when that kind of friendship implodes.
I'm so sorry, Jilli. I remember his brief stint here, and how difficult and prickly yet weirdly lovely he was, and how quickly and terribly everything went off the rails, and of course none of us here had known him even a frillionth as long or deeply as you had. I'm so very sorry; that's a huge loss and a deep wound.
The whole thing went down over a year ago; I just haven't been able to bring myself to talk about it, and the Tumblr question brought everything I was ignoring/repressing back up.
