The EPIC WIN Thread 3: SON OF EPIC

This certainly can't compare to all the awesome news that everyone has been posting in the last few days, but I have my own ( at least in my opinion ) excellent news with a mini rant.

I quit my volunteer job yesterday!

I will do the professional thing and finish through year end and finincial statements, but then I'm done. If they don't have anyone more by then, I'll pass the box over to somebody just to get rid of it. I offered to explain things to the new person, but I have agreed with my husband on a limited number of contact allowed and then they're cut off. I have contacted the previous person less than ten times and it was limited to very brief questions where I had already developed a solution and wanted to confirm it was appropriate or asking her for a contact name for something. Once I explain the system, there will be no further hand holding. They set up a stupid system and now it's theirs to manage. They think it's amazing...so they can love it without me. I have 20 plus years of accounting experience and let me tell you, they're making it unnecessarily complicated to save under $50/year. My time is worth more than that. No more all nighters for me. My give a fuck factor is now zero.

Now I just need to decide whether I contact their provincial body or not with a discrimination complaint about the way they treated me and forward the emails where they forbade me to spend $12/month on postage for submitting something each month and expected me to drive over an hour each way to hand deliver it when they knew that I have mobility issues and walk with a cane. They even whined to me about whether or not it really had to be done monthly. Yeah....the government expects you to remit the HST you collect on their behalf. They get pretty ugly when you don't. The previous person just half assed it and never did her taxes until after I took over so of course she never had postage. Until this year. So 1/3 of my admin budget got eaten by her after I took over. Don't get me started about how poorly they treated me about "all the admin costs I spent!!!!" and the ugly email one of them sent me. I pointed out to her that they had the wrong account and that I in fact was within my budget. The one she was raving about was made up of one stupid invoice for a frivolous purchase that she made. Which was cool I guess, but postage to make sure that I can get returns in on time so we continue to be allowed to have an HST number isn't. Bad things happen when the government takes away your HST number.
 
In another job quitting: my wife's last day at her job was yesterday. While it had nice government benefits, being privileged to certain info also meant being stressed to high hell over the details of every national and international situation for the past five years, and then a lengthy commute via a slowly-deteriorating subway (both physically and service-wise) with fellow riders who have become increasingly violent in the past ten months. The new trains also have done hell on her spine that's already in poor health.

On Monday, she starts her new position where I work. No more public transit, no more super-stressful briefings, and a 12 to 15 minute commute. If she has to go to the doctor, it no longer means not coming to work, but just an hour lunch break where she's there and back. Her quality of life is about to improve drastically and I'm so happy we finally got her working close to home. She'll also get to sleep in thanks to the shorter commute--I guess some people like that sort of thing :p. I'm really happy for her.
 
In another job quitting: my wife's last day at her job was yesterday. While it had nice government benefits, being privileged to certain info also meant being stressed to high hell over the details of every national and international situation for the past five years, and then a lengthy commute via a slowly-deteriorating subway (both physically and service-wise) with fellow riders who have become increasingly violent in the past ten months. The new trains also have done hell on her spine that's already in poor health.

On Monday, she starts her new position where I work. No more public transit, no more super-stressful briefings, and a 12 to 15 minute commute. If she has to go to the doctor, it no longer means not coming to work, but just an hour lunch break where she's there and back. Her quality of life is about to improve drastically and I'm so happy we finally got her working close to home. She'll also get to sleep in thanks to the shorter commute--I guess some people like that sort of thing :p. I'm really happy for her.
Short work commutes are a blessing. I hope to be able to walk (or at least bike) to work someday.
 
There was a house for under $20k literally across the street from my work. It needed a ton of work but it was tempting...

Then when my office moved a year later I was glad I dodged that bullett.
 

figmentPez

Staff member
Four years ago I wrote a short play called "A Shield No Longer", about a superhero dealing with depression after losing his powers. It was chosen to be performed for my college's Annual Evening of Shorts. This year I wrote a sequel, "A Shield Against Fear", and I once again will have the honor of my work being performed on-stage. Not only that, but this year LSCK will be taking Shorts to the TCCSTA Play Festival. I'm really excited.
 
Me, to my visiting sister: Hey, I'm going to see Thor Ragnorok. Wanna join me?
Sister: That's okay, thanks. It's probably not my kind of movie.
Me: Are you sure? It's supposed to be a LOT of fun. More comedy than action. I know you don't like dark movies. This definitely isn't a dark movie.
Sister: No thanks, but have fun.

[A few minutes later.]

Sister: All right, what time is the movie?
Me: 3:45!
Sister: I'll go. If you say it's fun, I'll believe you.
Me:
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So, do have to stop all mentions of prom night? Like, can it be anyone's prom night, i.e., "...sounds like my prom night!"
 
So, do have to stop all mentions of prom night? Like, can it be anyone's prom night, i.e., "...sounds like my prom night!"
I didn't go to prom.
I suppose that means I technically still had a prom night, but it wasn't any more remarkable than any other night that week.

--Patrick
 
I didn't go to prom.
I suppose that means I technically still had a prom night, but it wasn't any more remarkable than any other night that week.

--Patrick
THIS IS ALL UNEVENTFUL JUST LIKE PAT'S PROM NIGHT! HAHA I KEEP THIS DUMB JOKE GOING FOREVER
 

GasBandit

Staff member
Just be grateful things didn't go down like GasBandit's prom night.

Hint: It involved a car wreck, a trunk full of booze, and the police.
 
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