I mean, I *already* said it, just not to the parents.

Oooh, and the parents posted on FB tonight about the change in the results of the chromosome test. They said that originally the results showed a Y chromosome, but now they don't.

There's a person in the comments going "If there's no Y chromosome, it's a BOY, duh! You need a new doctor!" For the record, the mom-to-be is a nurse, and politely said "XY is male and XX is female." But the person commenting is doubling down and insisting that XX is a boy.

This is where the Michael-Jackson-in-Thriller-eating-popcorn GIF would go.

I would not be able to resist throwing in a mocking "Have you ever noticed it's the most ignorant people who are most insistent that they're right?" reply for all to see.

But the person commenting is doubling down and insisting that XX is a boy.

Someone should start elaborately praising them for their support of gender self-determination, but politely suggest letting the child speak for themselves once they're born and able to say so.

Just had a good chat with my boss about this enormous clusterfuck I'm in and did not cry, although I may now. Everything will be OK, but jesus. The complexities of this place are massive and everyone is dealing with their own issues and anxieties.

In other news about my boss, she finalized her adoption of three kids yesterday, which is such a great thing, but I can never help but chuckle at their names, because I am sure she would not have chosen trendy names with youneek spelling herself!

I'm sorry about the work clusterfuck, Jesse. I hope it calms down soon.

And wow, three kids at once. That's a challenge.

I know, right?! Three older kids who had been through the shit. It has not been an easy time for any of them -- the kids have been with boss and husband two years already.

Oh! So it's not like, Day One, hello, three kids I've never met. Still, that's a hard but excellent thing to do.

We are super quiet today. I survived my first week of training! And passed my first test with a 100! It was open note, but I didn't *use* them. ::nods:: Go, me.

Hooray, Sophia!

Teppy, I have given up trying to deal with people who won't believe facts or science. Sometimes I get sucked back in. That would probably be ones of those times.

Just had a good chat with my boss about this enormous clusterfuck I'm in and did not cry, although I may now. Everything will be OK, but jesus. The complexities of this place are massive and everyone is dealing with their own issues and anxieties.

I'm sorry. Can we do anything for you?

Does it help to know that you're not alone? I'm feeling more and more like an imposter every day. We just got a new CEO, my visibility in the company is sky-high right now, and I'm joining the board of directors of the major association in our industry at the end of the month. All I can do is curl up and watch bad TV.

Your boss may just qualify for sainthood.

Edit: Woo hoo, Amy! I'm glad the first week went well.