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When some people bullied me at work, I called them out on their bad behavior. They ran straight for the hills when I threatened to call the Union. Lo and behold, it worked! Quite frankly, workplace bullies know that Unions will hold them accountable, which is why the word "Union" alone frightens them. Anytime, you're bullied at work, just use the Union tactic. Works like a charm!


how people used to say “like…” all the time? Now people use “literally…” several times ina sentence

Full load of primary care patients

Are you aware that Vancouver r primary care physicians who have full loads (not taking on patients in family practice) have Canada bc and Vancouver. I’m embarrassed to be Canadian

Call it like it is

I have a better name for the BC Liberals….Neoconservatives! Sure, changing the party name seems smart, thinking they’re going to get reelected again. Idiots.

The damage is done

I have worked at a non profit for a few years, but recently they switched the person at the top. As it’s a super small group, this has changed everything. I’ve decided to leave. Maybe I should have been brave enough to say I don’t like being micro managed, but it feels like a lost cause when suddenly the way I did my job changed in it’s entirety. Gone are the days of thinking I could send an email without them being cc’d. They’ve redone my work so many times it’s actually beginning to make me feel stupid. By redo my work, I mean changed things from ‘we had a great time’ to ‘we all had a great time’. What a waste to pay me and them. So much more could be getting done with the donated money. So glad to give me notice.

Missing the rain

Am I amongst the minority that misses the rain? There must be some people out there that feel the same way and I love that smell of the earth( petrichor) after a good downpour.I sit by my open window and take deep breaths of it.

Yes I wanted to

but I didn't want to right that very moment. I would've been ready in a few days or a few weeks. I would've wanted to then. I didn't want to at that exact moment. But you forced me because you said "I eventually wanted to." It's so troubling to think about I just push it out of my mind.

Pay attention!

Apparently there are more pedestrians getting hit by cars than ever before. But it’s not just the drivers at fault. Over the past 3 days of driving in the city I’ve witnessed multiple pedestrians who were completely unaware of the cars around them. In my own very congested city neighbourhood, while I was driving very slowly and carefully through side streets, I saw: a runner sprint across right in front of me without even looking, 3 people step into the street without looking to make sure the cars had even seen them, 2 people walk out of a grocery store and into the parking lot without even looking for cars, 3 people jaywalking across a very busy 4 lane street, multiple people ignoring the don’t walk sign, multiple people crossing the street while looking down at their phone, and 4 people flinging their car door open without checking for oncoming cars or standing with their car door wide open into the street while having a chat with someone else. So while there are definitely some truly terrible drivers out there, there are at least as many irresponsible and careless pedestrians. Since it’s the pedestrians who are going to be the losers in any collision with a vehicle, it’s about time they start to pay attention and smarten the hell up. I would feel terrible if I hit someone and I’m doing my best to make sure that doesn’t happen, but I’m only one part of that equation.

I Hate Waiting

So here I am at the airport gate alternating between watching cooking shows and He-Man Masters of the Universe.

Sleepless night

I’m trying to quit weed cold turkey. Ive smoked it for a while but I’m trying to experiment how long I can go without a joint or a gummy. The first night without cannabis is so hard. Can’t even get any sleep, and already I feel so irritable.


I Saw You See Me See You

I walked by you on the street along Hastings last week and recognized you from a patio last...

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