I used to treat employers with respect and go out of my way to be thoughtful towards them and not let them down. But ever since Covid hit and I got laid off I have been through so many jobs and now I treat them with the respect and commitment they deserve for whatever pittance they feel like throwing my way. Pay me little and if a better job comes along I don't care how much money you claim to have spent training me but I am out that door quicker than a rat deserts a sinking ship and no you don't deserve to have notice. I'm not getting fooled again. Good employees are thin on the ground right now and it is time to get paid what we deserve!
I know it sounds contradictory but I hate anti vaxxers when they confront me in shops or even in the street for wearing a mask but I also find people who flinch when you stand near them even though you are wearing a mask also annoying and also people who jump on me to wear a mask even when I am taking it out of my pocket to put a mask on. Please don't make this pandemic even more unpleasant than it already is.
I have always been sad during the dog days of August. Everything closes, everyone goes on vacation and that is when I am loneliest. A few years ago I found school. Septembers became my favourite month. The month the world rebirths. This year, school is fractured and even with courses going forward, most schools are still more concerned with social political issues than student services. That's life. Life isn't always easy. My resolution this year is to enjoy September and October like I never have before. As it gets colder and darker I am going to be well prepared. With hot chocolate every morning, slippers, blankets, rain gear, etc. With the cold comes a knocking, I am going to face it head on. There are worse things in life as I have found and this fall I am looking forward to more than any in recent memory.
I haven't moved from the couch in nearly 2 freaking years. I thought eventually I'd be able to travel...guess I should learn needlework instead.
After being laid off for over a year, I’ve been recalled back to work and will start this week. My job involves municipal government. I won’t tell you exactly where, but let’s just say that the future lives here. It’ll be nice to get back into the swing of things. And no, I honestly don’t care what type of police force we end up with. I’m just glad to have my job back.
Well, now I have that ‘old man smell’ for as young as I am...sub 40. The pleasing part is that it doesn’t smell bad :)
Thirty years ago on this weekend, I left home for college. My highschool sweetheart and I had a drunken quickie in the bathroom during my going away party. She never told me for a long time, but she had gotten pregnant and miscarried. I feel so badly for what she must have gone through alone because of that accident, poor girl was so young at the time.
One of my unforeseen stress responses is to literally light money on fire. 400$ last weekend was dedicated to paying the casino for instance, and disappeared almost with contempt. I make an OK wage, and could get by saving, and tucking money away, and work on being debt free. It would be nice to no longer be indentured. But for some reason, I actively get rid of it, as soon as I get it. I’m not naive enough to think I just hate money anymore. I would love some for actual goals. However I do sort of hate it, or am scared of its effects on people. I’ve been on the parameter of life of some very well off people at times, and I’ve …seen things I really disliked. I just wish I wouldn’t instinctively burn all my money as soon as I get stressed out or run down.
My brother is antivaxx and he lives with his old parents.
and then proceeded to tell me that he does not like dimples. Some men are funny creatures and I'm not sure if they even get themselves.