Posts made by Macha

It is 20% - at least. Which means it's never less than at least 5 bucks.

@solstice Hence the trying to interview. I'm dying to tell them to suck my big fat spirit dick.

My job can go fuck itself. The project I'm being hounded to do, and told to prioritize over my actual job... is completely effed up. Nothing is actually ordered in the spreadsheet. FUCK THIS SHIT.

@silverfox It's a generality. I'm sorry you have dickheads that will be leaving you in the lurch. I offer all the virtual hugs.

@silverfox For the first time in the almost 10 years my boss' boss has been here, they're offering overtime to review all those stupid effing cases. That's how shorthanded they are.

Assholes need to pay better.

Soooo my interview today never called. That's the second phone interview this week that didn't happen like scheduled.

I really wanted that job. I tried to call the number she called me from, but it was a general switchboard number. No dice.

Now I just want to cry in a blanket wrapped corner, but no... work has to dump still MORE cases on me, without so much as a heads up, because someone else's team can't handle their shit.

It's one thing to need help. It's another thing to FUCK UP MY GODDAMN SPREADSHEET WITHOUT A FOREWARNING.

@ganymede Yeah, I had a boss that constantly made me move my chair so she could walk up behind me and look over my head at my work. I explained to her that having my back exposed like that was bad, and if someone came up behind me too fast, it could trigger my PTSD, because of repeated childhood abuse, where I was doing homework at the table, and... well, you get the idea.

I couldn't decide if though should go in RL Anger, but..

Work just dumped thousands of cases on me to review - for a department that is not one I work in, and I have not been cross trained to work in. This after I got more of my usual cases despite the tech issues with the software they insist I use (I couldn't log in at all to use it) because other people are 'doing other things'.

This is not my job, and I'm struggling with the tech crap as it is. I'm already depressed, and this is just pushing me to literal tears. I'm just so tired.

I have been pushed to interviewing for other jobs - I have an interview tomorrow for a job I would love, it pays more, it's more in line with things I'm interested in. If any of y'all have a thought to spare me tomorrow, please do. I'm desperate.

I've been seeing a therapist, but.. I have to find a nice way to tell him this isn't working for me. He's a very nice guy. But he's not... he's not helping me? Sure, he's sending me to get ADHD meds, which is huge, but... he just tells me 'it'll get better' when I'm telling him how depressed I am. There's no real feedback, no getting into underlying crap, which is what I need.

Sorry. Rambled.

I will retell this story until the day I die.

I am NOT and never HAVE been 'thin'. I have always been what my grandmother called 'solid'. I could run like a wild thing (and did) as a child. I hiked, biked, swam, went skiing... and was never smaller than a size twelve. Fourteen once puberty was over (Hello there, T/A and hips).

My parents did not let us have 'junk food'. Sure, there were chips or cookies on occasion, but not what other kids had. My roommate was stunned to hear in my house growing up, there were no frozen pizzas, or chicken nuggets, the nights my stepmom was too tired. We would order out for pizza a couple times of month, but.. it was meat/starch/veg every night, pretty much.

My sister lost a TON of weight when she had Ulcerative Colitis. She's not as 'solidly built' as I am, but she's not far off. And when she got lower than an 8, she.. it was not a good look for her.

I had a surgery that was terribly bungled, because the surgeon was a lazy fuck with the ego of some golden god. So I ended up with a surgical hernia that needed to be dealt with ASAP (once I convinced the PCP that no, it's not scar tissue, please let me have some sort of scan). The surgeon she sent me to (Not Dr. Ego Fuckhead), told me he'd seen the scan, but he wanted me to lose 50 lbs before he did the surgery. My intestines were literally trying to escape, and this asshole wanted me to go on a diet. I cried in my car, went home, and called my PCP - I was pissed. She called and read him the riot act. I got my surgery less than a month later. THIS is the part that I will never not be amazed at.
At the follow up, he APOLOGIZED for his comment about my weight. "Once you were opened up, you really are built to be this way. I'm sorry I thought you needed to lose that much weight." I was stunned, y'all.

I've always had doctors tell me I'm too big, after my pediatrician. He NEVER ONCE said I was fat, but he'd watched me grow up since I was a little mack truck of a kid. He had kids in my school, he saw me playing after school sports, riding my bike around town all the time. They can all blow it out their asses.

So, thanks to the generosity of internet strangers, I'll soon have a headset that I can use for long hours at work. So I was going to try and muddle along for a bit, but now, the stupid software isn't actually letting me MAKE the calls they want me to make, and they're just piling more and more cases on me.

I have more than anyone else on my team, when they know I'm waiting on a new headset.

Thank the gods I've got three interviews next week. Gods I'm hoping for something.

@cobalt Completely off the topic of the framed kitties.. I want your plague doctor.

@greenflashlight I too, did something similar in high school. I took BS from this one group of boys every morning for 2 months. One fine day in November, they started their BS in Physics lab. I remember moving my chair back.

The next thing I remember is being pulled back by my physics teacher, and he was having a hard time doing so. (He was a big mountain of a dude, too, and I was barely skimming 5ft. back then, she says, from her lofty height of 5'3" ).

I had picked up the ringleader out of his chair, threw him on the floor, and went after him. This guy was the lacrosse star, football star, senior class prez, etc etc. And I handed him his ass, and he was looking up at me in shock and terror. The teacher, who had known about their BS, told the dude he had it coming. Refused to send me to the principal to be punished.

My Rheumatologist has finally not come through on something (It's been 3 years, and he's been on a pedestal.).

He won't write the accommodation. Because he feels that it can't be proven that pain in my head and neck, tenses the muscles and will affect the issue with the auto immune in my spine?

Here's hoping my PCP isn't a twat.

@prism I would hug you if I could. I've been there. I cry when I am angry. I get defensive and defiant. (I was abused as a child, and my dad occasionally would get nasty with my stepmother. I feel you)

Needing to get a doctor's med accommodation to not wear the shitty headset my work sent me. They refuse to furnish me anything but a truly shitty Microsoft headset that I can not wear. I put it on to test it when I got it yesterday, and despite trying to adjust it for several minutes, without my glasses on, it gave me a headache from the pressure.

They have furnished NOTHING for my WFH set up. I had to buy a new laptop, etc etc etc. I will NOT go buy another gaming headset so I have something that I can wear without sending pain around my skull and down into my neck, NOR can I afford to, on what they pay me. With the two auto immunes that both flare when I'm in other pain unrelated... yeah. I can't be doing that nonsense.

@too-old-for-this Oh no. No need to suggest. that's my favorite 'salad'

@kk I am so, so incredibly jealous. Roasted tomato pesto, tomato sauce, tomato sammiches, sliced tomatoes with salt (and mayo if that's your thing), the little bitties for snacking on when you go in the kitchen so you don't eat junk...

I may happen to love tomatoes. A lot.

@kk Man, my sister looks adorable in her scrubs. (I am sure men/women not related may think hot or sexy or what have you, but she's my SISTER)

@kestrel So that song led me to another of their songs.. and I may fall into a hole.

@cobalt Logan has done this to me. Thankfully, I had my keys in my pocket (I was bringing groceries in, patio was easier) So I had to go the long way. lol

But the picture of the mastiff in my head makes me laugh.