Real World Peeves, Disgruntlement, and Irks.

[Derp]

Nothing we do is confidential, because it's all public record, but in the interests of removing as much identifying information as possible, I'll reword that post:

I don't actually know what to classify this one as, but I"m gonna just put it here...

clears through

Dear Opposing Counsel,

I appreciate that you liked the argument that we made to the Court of Appeals. But do you really think it's wise to take that argument (and, granted, you didn't take it verbatim, but you took the whole thing, citation for citation) and then print it in a legal publication that pretty much every judge and attorney in the state reads, agreeing with it as your own opinion -- while we're still waiting on a decision from the court?

I mean, that's a bold move, really. I'm not sure what you were trying to do there, but I hope it pays off for you.

Cheers.

[silverfox]

It was my family's turn to help clean the Church building today, so we went. An old guy implied that I was too weak to push a vacuum or take out a bag of trash.

A very old guy.

[Roz]

@silverfox Throw the bag of trash at his face.

[RightMeow]

@silverfox
Well... was he right?

[silverfox]

@RightMeow

NO HE WAS NOT.

And just to spite him I absolutely took out the trash AND vacuumed the cultural hall even though he insisted they didn't need done.

[Selerik]

About three years ago I tried to apply for a doctoral program I really felt like I would be a good fit for. It would've been hard, it would've changed everything.

I was declined.

That could've happened for a lot of reasons, I figured. Competitive, I flubbed the entry letter somehow, who knows.

Today, three years later, BECAUSE I have finally had the courage to try again in a new program, I found out why.

There was a flag for Letters of Recommendation to be responded to. Not for positive mention, not for negative mention, just for people to get off their ass and reply. Two of the letters (Both people working for the University who encouraged me to apply, and volunteered to fill that role) never even responded. It was a rejection by default, they never even saw my full application because it was incomplete.

I could boil an egg right now.

[Tinuviel]

If you use jargon or abbreviations, and you simply assume everyone knows what you're talking about, you don't get to act like a twat when people ask you what the fuck you're talking about.

[Misadventure]

@silverfox I bet you are too weak to do our dishes and clean the cat boxes.

[Wretched]

@Misadventure said in Real World Peeves, Disgruntlement, and Irks.:

@silverfox I bet you are too weak to do our dishes and clean the cat boxes.

And clean my carpets.. weakling.

[Ganymede]

@Misadventure said in Real World Peeves, Disgruntlement, and Irks.:

I bet you are too weak to do our dishes and clean the cat boxes.

[Ghost]

Coworker calls you while you are on vacation (waking you up) because he cant figure out why automation scripting that is asking for mmddyy is failing when he enters mmsdyyyy

Also...

...he made the same mistake a month ago and called me in the middle of the night a month ago for the same thing.

Also...

The fucking script was giving him an error message about mmddyy.

[Aria]

You do the responsible adult thing and make a doctor's appointment for a necessary but uncomfortable exam.

The doctor's office is running an hour late and neglects to mention this on arrival.

Thanks, guys. Thanks. I really wanted to spend my Friday morning sitting in a cold room in a scratchy medical gown.

ETA: This was doubly annoying because I unexpectedly ran into my best friend in the waiting room, as she apparently sees the same doctor. They couldn't just left us both sitting there, warm and chatting.

[RightMeow]

@Wretched said in Real World Peeves, Disgruntlement, and Irks.:

@Misadventure said in Real World Peeves, Disgruntlement, and Irks.:

@silverfox I bet you are too weak to do our dishes and clean the cat boxes.

And clean my carpets.. weakling.

And all my laundry, like, do you even lift brah?

[Sunny]

My SO keeps complaining about his man-flu in total seriousness and I just--

Go you reclaiming the word I guess.

[Tinuviel]

@Sunny Man-flu is totally a thing.

[eye8urcake]

I've always had issues with pre-menstrual symptoms, but once upon a time I could reliably count on the fact that any given month's wildcard special guest symptoms would come and go over the course of a week. My issues vary, anything from light cramps and heavy mood swings to an overwhelming need to devour a Mount Everest-sized salty <anything as long as it's 90% salt, really> to being unable to stay awake when weird, heavy waves of exhaustion just permeate the entire core of my being.

Over the past year or two, however, this has changed and whatever goes awry goes awry for literally two weeks before and two weeks after the main event. It's just... all the time, it seems.

Right now, what is going awry is pain. It's not the most intense pain I've ever been in at all, but it's constant and fluctuating and I am always aware of it and it's like my bones are just LEACHING it into every part of my body. Even as I type this, I can't sit still. I have to squirm or press the soles of my feet hard onto the floor or alternate massaging one hand with the other, or some other stupid little (but for some reason EXHAUSTING) thing that sort of works the ache out of some small part of me for a few seconds of faux-relief.

I can't go to the doctor, I'm uninsured and broke for umpteen reasons, and apt to be that way for the foreseeable future but I'm just so fucking tired of every waking moment being one part pain, one part figuring out how to do all the shit that has to be done around this pain so I figured I'd throw myself a bit of a pity party in this thread. Thanks for giving me the space to do so.

[Sunny]

@eye8urcake

I'm so sorry.

Is there a Catholic hospital in your city? It might be worth calling and finding out if they have help for ER bills. They often do, and it will often cover it even if it isn't an actual emergency. I apologize if this is useless or unhelpful advice, but I'd rather say it just in case you didn't know. I have been in similar shoes with broke and medical shit and it is hard.

ETA: Specifically, Providence Health. Their charity program helped me several times to not die.

ETA2: It also isn't like state help. They don't scream at you for being broke. They do talk about god.

[silverfox]

My brother is in the hospital, and of course I am worried about him. But I am more worried about my mother. She has always been a supremely confident, organized, prioritize things and then get them done kind of woman. This seems to be the straw that broke the camel's back. She isn't cleaning the house, and can't prioritize at all. There is a major project due for her master's degree that she hasn't even started yet. For some reason she keeps saying that she HAS to clean my brother's house and get his handicap van fixed first.

If it was, "I am worried and I can't think," I would understand it. But instead she is latching onto these tiny things she can control vs a big thing she can control, then blaming them for her not being able to do the big thing. Honestly, my brother will probably be in the hospital for probably another week, if not two. His dog is a service animal that mom can take anywhere with her, or even have Dad come up and get. (They have 1/4 an acre of land for him to run around in, Levi would miss my brother but also be VERY HAPPY.) He doesn't need his place cleaned or his car fixed for a bit. Mom does need to get her project done right now.

I am very worried about her. My younger sisters and I can't do anything for her down there, so we came up and cleaned the main house. My elder sister went with her family and did my brother's house. It is all we can do. With the way she is fixating though I'm not sure it will be enough. I can't do her project for her, and since I don't hold power of attorney for my brother I can't do anything there either to ease her burden. I wish I could take the stuff she was juggling and send her to a library with a promise that I got it till she was done... buy I can't.

The only other thing I was able to do was go to church with dad today, then after he had left for his class I hunted down some of the ladies I grew up with and went, "Mom isn't okay, when she gets back please keep an eye on her," and then did the same in the Relief Society presidency. Mom will never ask for help, but maybe if someone is watching and preemptively steps in she can get help. I can only hope.

[eye8urcake]

@Sunny Right now, no advice short of 'neck yourself and save the trouble' is going to be unhelpful. I'm skimpy on details, location, etc.

We don't. We're so disgustingly rural that the interstate is a twenty mile drive, the nearest town (with like, gas stations and post offices and stores) is another forty, and the nearest 'city' (which includes hospitals, WalMart, fast food) is twenty-four miles past that. There is one hospital within 150 miles, that's actually pretty amazing (husband broke his ribs during one of our vintage mx races, laid around for three days to develop a blood clot and PE before we even realized he had issues and he didn't die, is my frame of reference) that I owe 12k to right now for a 90 minute ER visit from a year ago. The hospital is (surprisingly, if you ask me) unaffiliated with any of the major corporate entities, and while I tried to work with their financial aid department, I am simply unable to provide them with the documentation they require to slot me into any of their programs.

Medicaid would normally be an option but I'm in the red part of Nevada, and one of the bones thrown to these voters is a relatively restrictive process for this that I also lack the documents to even attempt to participate in, not because they don't exist but because I can't afford them and some of them have been lost and needed replacement for so long, the Patriot Act is actually fucking me here and I don't have the money to jump through the hoops.

I know what I need and how to get it, it's just a matter of scraping the money together and I've got to admit that I know that when this passes I'll shuffle doing so right back down to the bottom of the pile because there's just so much stuff for me to field right now.

At any rate, I'm starting to yammer again so let me wrap up by saying I'm going to look into Providence Health - they might have something I just don't know how to connect with, or looking into them might reveal something else that might be an option, so thank you for the suggestion. I do have serious issues being talked to about God, but being sick and in pain tends to blunt my sharp edges about things in general, and I'm not enough of an asshole as to be ungrateful enough to spit at people who are helping me though I thank you for the heads up.

I managed to sleep last night, then got up and made sure to eat something and drink a huge glass of water before even thinking about coffee and so far I'm actually feeling 100%. I'm starting to wonder if it's just something so fucking ridiculous as merely forgetting to eat and drink on top of not sleeping very well because I just don't as a rule. I kind of hope so.

Anyway, thanks a lot, looking into that.

ETA: Sorry, I didn't even realize there was a 'Health and Shit' topic and found it last night, after posting here. Thanks for being cool about it.

[Sunny]

@eye8urcake

Ugh, Nevada appears to be really terrible about this in general, too. I don't have any more suggestions atm. However, I will say: yammer on. Please. As much as you'd like. If you don't want to put it out for everyone, you can PM me and I will listen and you can get it off your chest. Do NOT feel like you have to keep it to yourself or suffer in silence. And this thread works as good as the other, it's all about talking about bad shit in our lives of one flavor or another.