figmentPez
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Whine like a baby, now with 500% more drama!
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AND IT CONTINUES, THE NEXT DAY.
*whimpers*
*whimpers*
Sitting on a heating pad, waiting for pain meds to kick in so I can participate in a walking event today. I don't want to let my daughter and friends down so I'm going for it but it is going to be the slowest walk ever lol.
Just came back from the hospital, my dad was ambulance'd there from the house after his ladder broke out from under him (the fucking thing was as old as me) and he dropped about 4-5 feet onto his back, rolled into the garage door and tweaked his neck and wrist (wrist was swollen, hopefully not fractured/broken though). They're just now getting to xrays and whatnot so we don't know if anything's broken, but the last thing he needs is another back problem. Sitting at home now while my mom's at the hospital, didn't want my brother to see a busted ladder and assume the worst.
Starting pull myself out of the depression. This was a long one (probably over a week and a half). My doctor gave me two weeks off from work. Not sure if I'll need all two weeks, but we'll see. Going to try applying to other jobs in the meantime. Have a meeting with a therapist on Tuesday, and my doctor is also setting me up with another one in his office.
I also might join the local gym. I'm not sure. I haven't been consistent with my yoga and maybe getting out of the house to exercise would help.
The whine thread probably isn't the best place to post about something positive, but I guess I'm not 100% back to normal, anyway.
I also might join the local gym. I'm not sure. I haven't been consistent with my yoga and maybe getting out of the house to exercise would help.
The whine thread probably isn't the best place to post about something positive, but I guess I'm not 100% back to normal, anyway.
Nah, people use rant threads to update on upturns of things ranted about.
Hairline fracture in his wrist, compression fracture in his back. Has to stay at least overnight. Hopefully he'll be feeling fine at the end of the month, he and my mom were supposed to go on vacation to Georgia.
Here's a proper whine:
I can't sleep. Keep tossing back and forth but can't sleep. Worse, I planned on going to a yoga class in the morning. Won't get enough sleep to do that, now.
I can't sleep. Keep tossing back and forth but can't sleep. Worse, I planned on going to a yoga class in the morning. Won't get enough sleep to do that, now.
I'm having the opposite problem. I laid down at 5:30 "just for a moment" and now it's 11.
--Patrick
And now you'll probably be up half the night. Been there before.
I wish I could say yes, but I barely function on less than 6 hours sleep. It's close to 4:00 AM here and the class is at 9:00 AM. I'd have to get up an hour early to wake up, have breakfast, and get ready. 4 hours sleep? I can't.[DOUBLEPOST=1433660198,1433660139][/DOUBLEPOST]
As far as yoga for runners, if you do a search on YouTube for exactly that, you'll find several good programs for it. Like this one:
DDP Yoga is also good to try.
You know what? Screw it. I'll do an all-nighter and go to the class.
Probably crash as soon as I get home, but screw it. I'm doing it.
how did it go?
My whine - my hair is still purple. I may have to go back to my own colour for a while to have it fixed from the temporary dye
Very first world problem I know but being fake blonde is fun.
My whine - my hair is still purple. I may have to go back to my own colour for a while to have it fixed from the temporary dye
Very first world problem I know but being fake blonde is fun.Didn't make it. Went to sleep at 8:00 AM and just woke up (at 3 PM).
I hate losing the "overtime" game.
To elaborate: we have routine weekend staffing shortages. Basically, we don't have enough staff who are scheduled to work all the living units and support positions on grounds (review: I work at a juvenile correctional facility). We cannot simply "close" a living unit, so when we have these (constant) shortages, our supervisors have to hire overtime among our staff. If they cannot find enough staff to fill all the positions (another constant issue), they have to start "ordering" - basically, forcing staff who are already on grounds and working to remain for an additional shift, by reverse order of seniority.
The fact that this is a constant issue for reasons I don't care to get into (though one is probably obvious), staff play games to avoid being ordered. One is to come in four (or more) hours early to "take" the order of another staff - which reduces the number of staff who are eligible to be ordered the following shift. This, of course, increases the likelihood of someone who is higher in seniority (waves hand) of being forced.
A second is signing up for voluntary overtime, assuming that you are practically guaranteed to be forced onto the next shift, so that you can "pick your poison" of where to go, instead of ending up with no choice or what's left. This is sometimes a winning move, as there is a degree of difficulty (real or imagined) to every position on grounds. It is not a winning move if it turns out that no staff end up being forced because positions are "consolidated" (not filled) to prevent ordering. Also, by volunteering for overtime, you cannot "give away" part of the shift - having someone else come in halfway through your shift so you don't have to be there the full time.
The ultimate loss is when the very position that you take for overtime ends up being one that would have been "consolidated" to prevent anyone from being ordered.
Bottom line - I stayed for an additional eight full hours unnecessarily. And I therefore lost the overtime game.
To elaborate: we have routine weekend staffing shortages. Basically, we don't have enough staff who are scheduled to work all the living units and support positions on grounds (review: I work at a juvenile correctional facility). We cannot simply "close" a living unit, so when we have these (constant) shortages, our supervisors have to hire overtime among our staff. If they cannot find enough staff to fill all the positions (another constant issue), they have to start "ordering" - basically, forcing staff who are already on grounds and working to remain for an additional shift, by reverse order of seniority.
The fact that this is a constant issue for reasons I don't care to get into (though one is probably obvious), staff play games to avoid being ordered. One is to come in four (or more) hours early to "take" the order of another staff - which reduces the number of staff who are eligible to be ordered the following shift. This, of course, increases the likelihood of someone who is higher in seniority (waves hand) of being forced.
A second is signing up for voluntary overtime, assuming that you are practically guaranteed to be forced onto the next shift, so that you can "pick your poison" of where to go, instead of ending up with no choice or what's left. This is sometimes a winning move, as there is a degree of difficulty (real or imagined) to every position on grounds. It is not a winning move if it turns out that no staff end up being forced because positions are "consolidated" (not filled) to prevent ordering. Also, by volunteering for overtime, you cannot "give away" part of the shift - having someone else come in halfway through your shift so you don't have to be there the full time.
The ultimate loss is when the very position that you take for overtime ends up being one that would have been "consolidated" to prevent anyone from being ordered.
Bottom line - I stayed for an additional eight full hours unnecessarily. And I therefore lost the overtime game.
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I didn't know you held that much respect for my dad...
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Not sure if this is a whine or not, but I finally took the boat out for the first time yesterday, and it turned into an embarrassing comedy of errors. First, the weather report said that the wind at the beach was 0 MPH. Oh well, I thought, I can at least make sure it floats and get some beach time. Get to the beach, and nope, it's the exact opposite. The wind is gusting and there are small whitecaps. So gusty that I cannot raise the sails on the trailer. so I rig them and back down the ramp. That part was fine. Then, the sails won't go up. The halyard is tangled. I play around for hours, and cannot raise it correctly, so I give up. Cannot lower the sails now. the halyard is tangled inside the mast somewhere. So I cut it (cha-ching) which definitely ends the day. Back the car down, and try to pull the boat on. Nope. the wind blows it around parallel to shore. I cannot turn it. So finally I get my wife and son and we just pick the damn thing up and put it on the trailer, and I'm thinking this is the most embarrassing boat moment of my life.
Bleh. As soon as I start packing up, the wind drops. Of course. On the bright side, I did find that my wife's Fiat 500L (that's the big one) was more than capable of towing the boat, which I was worried about. The manual says towing not recommended, even though in Europe it's rated for half a ton without trailer brakes. The boat + trailer weighs about 600. I couldn't even feel it back there.
Bleh. As soon as I start packing up, the wind drops. Of course. On the bright side, I did find that my wife's Fiat 500L (that's the big one) was more than capable of towing the boat, which I was worried about. The manual says towing not recommended, even though in Europe it's rated for half a ton without trailer brakes. The boat + trailer weighs about 600. I couldn't even feel it back there.
Yeah, so it's a whine, not a rant.
Unfortunately most of the OT is going into paying for a brake repair on the HHR. :/
I'm hiding in my office and only one guy has seen me.
But I'm hungry and my hair is still purple
But I'm hungry and my hair is still purple
Update: I'm back home in Manitoba making the choice to go back to work. Pictures and video below.
This is how she arrived.
Day 2: Still on ventilator
Day 3: Off the ventilator, just waking up.
Day 4: Joking around.
She's been backsliding in recent days, still no short term memory and no memory permanence. It's pretty heartbreaking.
This is how she arrived.
Day 2: Still on ventilator
Day 3: Off the ventilator, just waking up.
Day 4: Joking around.
She's been backsliding in recent days, still no short term memory and no memory permanence. It's pretty heartbreaking.
Ok I'm curious now. Why does the color of your hair matter?I'm hiding in my office and only one guy has seen me.
But I'm hungry and my hair is still purple
--Patrick
You want the "funny" explanation, the "Charlie" explanation, a sensible explanation, or whatever her actual reason is?
This is me we're talking about.You want the "funny" explanation, the "Charlie" explanation, a sensible explanation, or whatever her actual reason is?
I want the actual one, but I'll entertain all of them.
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The hippocampus is pretty deeply buried. Hopefully this is just an inflammation thing and it goes away once that subsides.
--Patrick
-> As a blonde, she got preferential treatment and lower rates, got away with tickets
-> As a woman with purple hair, she's condescended to, seen as a troublemaker and a punk and every other cop tries to stop her
-> It was meant as a temporary change to hide her secret identity while she went and solved some crime, being seen with purple hair while civilian would ruin the disguise
-> The purple hair is drawing unwanted attention from aliens who believe her to be In the Know, while she isn't. This has led to zany sitcom situations of mistaken identity all day long, and she's already tired, dammit!
Ewwww!
It matters because my hair now looks like a toddler went at it with a bingo dabber and it's in danger of breaking from the damage
None of my staff laughed directly at me which was very kind of them.
The kid's babysitter loves it!
None of my staff laughed directly at me which was very kind of them.
The kid's babysitter loves it!