He’s either 8 or 9. They’re in third grade.

Fucksake. I am both furious and full of despair for humanity.

Ooh that makes me mad!!! I would be inclined to tell her to start a rumor that he pees his pants and encourage others to call him Pee Pants through high school. Which is probably why it’s good I didn’t have kids.

Good grief, sj. Where is an eight year-old kid hearing that kind of crap? I'm so sorry ltc and her friend were on the receiving end.

Dear ltc,

Please share with this rude child that looks are subjective and not one’s choice, but being a jerk is definitely a choice and he got it wrong. Ugly on the inside is worse, may he have the life he deserves with that behavior. Then laugh at him.

Imagine someone not wanting to be around you? YOU ARE AWESOME.

He probably eats dirt.

And smells.

If I lived closer I’d be happy to visit ltc at lunch and provide some angry auntie vibes via glares and pointing to this child.

Reminder I am comprised mostly of anger that is ready to assist any of you and yours.

UGH sj, I'm so sorry ltc is dealing with this. I think erika has it right - kids that age mimic older sibs and friends of older sibs and they never seem to pick up anyone's good qualities.

Dear distant coworker from whom I need literally one single favor, I have been at this company a very long time and am in fact an expert in the system you are currently lecturing me about. I do not need an explanation of how it works, I just need to know who currently has permission to use it so I can ask them to perform a task that will take roughly thirteen seconds once this conversation is over.

I just found out that in addition to the Renaissance Market being held Saturday, my city is also having the downtown Arts and Eats street fair this weekend, including a film festival with an interesting Irish-themed horror movie Saturday night. Looks like my weekend calendar is full.

They're also having a free outdoor showing of Wicked Friday night with the local TV weather people holding a talk on storm safety and mental health beforehand. I think my mom could really benefit from the latter as she's been worrying herself to a frazzle over storms recently, but anything related to The Wizard of Oz is anathema to her so the likelihood of me getting her to attend is in "when Hell freezes over" territory.

Renaissance Market being held Saturday, my city is also having the downtown Arts and Eats street fair this weekend

Fun!

Apparently I was so out of it yesterday that I didn't notice (1) the wind blowing our trash can away (downhill far enough that it's gone forever now) or (2) a lost DoorDasher leaving a pizza on our front stoop (DH found it when he got home). I hope whoever ordered that pizza got a refund, and that whoever has our trashcan now...I don't know, throws things away in it I guess,

Ugh, sj. Please give ltc my love, and tell her I'm glaring at that boy from afar.

But I also feel a little sorry for that boy, because what other inappropriate stuff is he learning at home.

After two days of anxiety and crying, I feel slightly better about the Super Important work project I've been toiling at, and no longer feel it's a pass/fail situation. But I'm tired of continually explaining to people above me that the reason the tech writing team hasn't "stepped up" and pushed for important changes is because we were always viewed as a support team, not one that had the authority to drive changes outside of writing content.