laughter is the best medicine
A late-20s university grad living in the Bay Area with hopes of returning to the world of academia for Japanese or linguistics, or I'll run off to law school.
My obsessive-compulsions include stopping the microwave only when the time remaining is divisible by five and reading the fine print on commercials.
My first sip of tea was out of my baby bottle. I make one of the best cuppas you’ll ever taste.
Although Mt. Everest has a higher altitude, Mauna Kea is “taller” by ~2 km farther from Earth’s center than Mt. Everest. (geology.com)
Next time someone gives me shit I’m gonna be like “whatever bitch, I mounted Mauna Kea. What did you do? Fuck around with Word and Clip Art!? Your flyers look like shit. GTFO.”
I had to do a call into the OR front desk today that I couldn’t finish yesterday as my manager refuses to acknowledge that I can’t do 100% of my workload with one hand. Woman on the other line asked me to call back cause she was busy, so I let her have it. “No, I’m calling you from home - I’m not at work - and you’re going to take down this information and finish it later!”.
The staff at that desk always act like this, and you know what? I’m really tired of their bullshit.
I gave them my surgeon’s cell phone number to follow-up with cause I.don’t.care. with helping them get more information, and honestly, my surgeon should provide the additional information as I am not a medically-licensed or medically-trained professional.
I have also become too jaded with this facility and the way medicine has become about big business to pick up the MSN goal again.
I used to work in Ortho Surgery Onc at the same hospital’s cancer center, so there may have been some confusion for anyone following my #ihatemyjob tag. I thought by leaving one abusive manager I would find happiness, but I fell for the illusion - this director is worse than the old manager!
My surgeon I work for asked why I wasn’t getting evaluated at our own hospital. Maybe because HIPAA would be violated as you’d demand the Hand surgeons to tell you all about my diagnosis.
I gave her the continuity of care reason. Truly though, it’s none of your business.
…. Twizzle twat.
… is not soothing the beast. I am clearly about to break someone’s face or ego if I get pushed one more time today!
I hate to break your spirits but just because you view me as below you doesn’t mean I am. Call me a “bitch” when I call you out on it - I’m not passive! I do not let anyone talk to me like that and no one will. I am sick and tired of people in both my professional and personal lives constantly blaming me when they can’t take the fall for the mistakes they made. Fuck you! I am approaching my 30s and you have the audacity to think that I made it this far in life by fucking up at every turn?! No. Oh, but when I do, sweetie, I know when to admit my wrong(s). So when I call you out on your shit - no matter who you are to me - don’t you dare try to retaliate. Me being a bitch is me being nice, you don’t want to see how I am when I’m pissed!
/rant
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My “case of the Mondays” is cyclical. I swear it feels like it’s a weekly occurrence. (/flat joke) But seriously, my sleep on Sundays… PPFFTT. What sleep!?
Last night, I was attempted to purchase my commuter train ticket with my pre-tax commuter check (now in card form), but I was denied. I tried again with a lower amount and was still denied. I tried calling the third party vendor (TPV) but their offices had closed an hour earlier as they run on Central Standard Time.
I checked my work email from home and saw the excuse as “amount not warranted” or something along those lines. I was confused as I have a incredible high pre-paid amount on my card from my previously monthly contributions and from the days I didn’t come to work either due to vacation, holidays, or sick days.
My first thought was that my management were attempting to fire me and had already started the paperwork, which you may be taken aback by but keep in my mind that my employer is being sued for labor law violations and I am one of the original petitioners. I tried not to analyze it too much and spent the rest of the night in my study session.
This morning I called the TPV on my walk to my commuter train. The rep told me that there was a new federal regulation in place (active the first of this year) that caps the monthly withdrawals at $125. I was perturbed and asked about my previous balance.
“Yes, all [censored] is still on your card.”
“And I can only access it $125/month at a time?”
“Yes, but you can stop contributing until your balance gets closer to zero then restart your monthly deposits.”
Great idea! I’m not being sarcastic - it was a great idea - as I despise the idea of having money taken out of my check for commuting purposes then being told I can’t use it.
My question is why are the feds so concerned about regulated commuter check versus regulating the market, banks, credit bureaus, or the 1%? Seriously, when did my paycheck raise any red flags?
The abuse of the word “never”: I never heard back from you; You never want to go out; You never return my calls; etc. I believe you need to use the word “didn’t” or “don’t” (depending on context) because if you never heard back from me we wouldn’t have an email chain of correspondence between us; if I never went out I would not have a social life of some sort or have met you; and if I never returned your call you wouldn’t know the sound of my voice.
Seriously, you can say “up til present day, Earth has never been engulfed by the sun” - that’s an appropriate use of the word never.
