“And my shoes began to squeak…”
5 points to whomever gets that reference! ;)
I’ve had a lot going on lately, but honestly hadn’t had the energy or desire to sit down and write — or type, as it were. For anyone who hasn’t been reading/following me for a while, the more crap I have going on the more I unplug.
Not fun, but some of the crap has been kind of funny. I think the best way to sum this up would be in a meme-like format, so here goes:
In the last 30 days …
- I’ve been called a baby killer.
This one is actually pretty funny now, but at the time it was a bit unnerving. Long story short: a website one of the studies that my department maintains experienced some down time. Because of this, a certain doctor involved in the study completely flips his shit and tells me and everyone else that because the website wasn’t up, a certain drug (which had a 50% chance of being a placebo) they are studying couldn’t be administered to a dying baby. The next day, the baby died (from a cause unrelated to the drug OR the study!), and the doctor implies that because of our “inaction” that we’re at fault. There was much panic about lawsuits, audits, and whether or not some of us would have a job …
Anyways, our boss, his boss, his boss’ boss, and that boss’ boss are all furious and said doctor has had his hide handed to him. One of my coworkers joked, “I haven’t been called a ‘baby killer’ since ‘Nam!”
- I realized that I had erroneously packed up all available liquor in the house.
Funny enough, while the above-mentioned debacle was going on, I came home one day and realized that I needed a drink in a bad way — and couldn’t find a single drop anywhere! For whatever reason, I must have thought it would be a good idea to pack up all the alcohol and keep it in storage.
Good Lord, what was I thinking? :laugh_tb:
- I’ve been turned down for a house loan.
Yeah, we were turned down. We’re not completely out of options, but part of me really wishes we had started trying a year sooner. I’d seen places that were practically giving away loans to anyone and everyone who applied.
Oh well, we’ll keep on plugging and I’ve no doubt that it will all turn out in the end — but the keeping the faith part is always hard.
- I have been asked by a friend to match him up with a mistress.
:huh_tb: Uh … do what?
Definitely one for the “sharing too much” category. I was catching up via email with an old friend. He went into great detail about how unhappy he is in his marriage, about how he wished he had married someone else, and so on. I feel bad for the guy, I really do … but when he suggested that I try to set him up with one of my girlfriends so he could “be happy with an affair”, I (as politely and courteously as I could) declined.
And I haven’t heard from him since.
Yikes … so, um, yeah.
- I have had a new term suggested for Jim’s ex.
A friend of mine was listening to me rant about the latest drama stirred up by Jim’s ex over Jessie (which of course quickly became over me), she exclaimed, “Of course, she’s your stepwife!”
According to Word Spy, a stepwife is (in my case) the ex-wife of my husband.
Funny, I have plenty of other names to call her … but this is probably the most kid-safe! ;)
She has seemed to have been in an uproar about anything and everything lately though. I was talking to Jim about a rather nasty remark she made to me one night and he replied, “You will always be ‘the other woman’ in her eyes.”
Oh give me a break.
Never mind that they ultimately split because Jim caught her cheating on him — REPEATEDLY! That said, there is some truth in what he said. For whatever reason, she has always seen me as her competition. Even now, despite the fact that I have been in Jessie’s life since she was 4, and the woman has even admitted TO ME that she thinks I’m a good influence on Jessie, she still goes off on this “I’m her mother and I will never let you forget it!” bullshit trip every time she has one of these manic (maniac) moments.
But I digress …
So those are most of the reasons why I’ve been burying my nose in a few fave books, catching up on some DVD’d tv shows, and pretty much avoiding the ‘net in general.
Seriously. How’s your day/week/month been? :happy_tb:
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I always have an emergency bottle of Wild Turkey stashed somewhere in my house after an incident similar to point #2.
There is nothing worse than having to drink chocolate milk when you all you want is a nice strong drink.
Also when i read #4 thought you had started your loan a bondage queen service.
LOL!! Thanks, Ben. ;D