The biggest drill press EVER.
I worked some place that did this ...it was 20 years ago and I got to pick out something for working there a year(I think you got something for hitting a year and then nothing else until 5 year) so I got a blanket with cats on it. It was a very 90s thing.
I really want to tell my boss to change that "less" to "fewer" but I can't figure out how to word it nicely.
At 10, they give you the drill bits with the press!
As a gov't employee, they don't start noting milestones until 25, and even then you get a pin, a certificate, and cake. Not even your own cake, there's one cake for all the milestone-having employees.
Sue knows. If you hang on to 25, DIAMOND BIT
I broke my no FB (and then only FB comments on what I wrote this morning) decision and saw one of my cousins say a politely negative thing about the women's march and I commented. I probably shouldn't have but.. I have no fucks to give about burning that bridge.
I literally spent 20 minutes on the treadmill and came back to the news that Mary Tyler Moore died.
I literally spent 20 minutes on the treadmill and came back to the news that Mary Tyler Moore died.
What?! Shit.
And he pointed out that there are those who felt they had no choice and now regret it but feel that if they say anything they'll get vilified by Trump supporters and by liberals.
I don't know about this, therapist dude. Making a terrible choice that will hurt far more people than it will help and regretting it, but not wanting to say anything because people might be mean to you about that bad thing you did? Still a fucking choice. They weren't forced to do that against their will.
I would respond to your therapist that those people need to accept consequences of their actions and get comfortable with feeling uncomfortable.
WeLloyd my therapist does have to see both sides. And gave compassion for all his clients.
I don't have to.
I literally spent 20 minutes on the treadmill and came back to the news that Mary Tyler Moore died.
What?! Shit.
Oh, for fuck's sake. I saw earlier that she was hospitalized, and then I did some work, and now she's dead? Good god, 2017. Cut the bullshit.
We do not need to learn how to grieve 2017. 2016 took care of that.