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Daddy’s Day Off, Part 1

We all went to the Pentagon for a quick tour. We couldn’t take pictures inside so took this as we were leaving.

  

With Uncle Rob

 

Holy 1998 Flashback

I found this while cleaning out the storage room…

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I’m not sure what’s worse…the sugarprincess email, the geocities website, that those garish identities were acceptable to put on a resume, or the fact I actually still had this hard copy floating around 15 years later.

Owen misses daddy

This is what happens about once a week when Owen gets up from his nap and misses Tom. Usually he just says he’s not happy, but sometimes it’s a full-fledged breakdown. Poor kid.

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Daily Daddy Questions

Owen just woke up and came downstairs half crying: “I can’t find daddy anywhere!” :(

I don’t know why he has an issue with this every day—though most days it’s just “Where’s daddy?” and I say “He’s at work” or say “Where do you think daddy is?” and he answers “At work” and that’s that…

Should I get dressed more often?

I had a friend’s housewarming to go to (my old boss, actually) so I got dressed (nothing fancy), took my hair out of my daily ponytail, and put on a tiny bit of makeup and perfume. I walk downstairs and Owen says “Wowww! Mama, you’re so pretty!” And sniffed me. :)

Gee, you think I should get dressed and put makeup on more often?

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Unemployment Updates

So I’ve been dutifully filling out my weekly certifications for unemployment, when one week in mid-July I submitted my answers and got a message that [paraphrasing] I would not be receiving benefits due to one of my answers, and that I might receive a phone call to sort it out.

Of course, I couldn’t go back to see what answer I had accidentally messed up, so I was at a loss. I know there is a “review your answers” screen but I swear I looked over it and nothing was wrong. I obviously missed something while rereading my answers, as nothing in my status has changed. I waited all week to receive a phone call, but never did. I sent in a fax, hoping that would prompt a response, but still got no response. I kept filing my weekly certifications, and each time, I got this message:

Your claim has been accepted but cannot be processed for payment because there is an issue on your claim pending an eligibility ruling. A determination will be made and mailed to you and your claim will be processed accordingly.

So I waited for my “determination” to be mailed. Well, fast forward A MONTH AND A HALF and I still hadn’t heard anything! I know they are slow, but that is ridiculous…so I decided to call.

After waiting on hold for 20 minutes, I explained my issue (NOT RECEIVING BENEFITS!) and the rep said “Oh, here it is, you answered that you DID refuse work that week.” She asked if I if I did and I said no, I didn’t, the mouse must have slipped when I was filling out the form! She was really nice, laughed, and said “That happens.” Then she fixed it and said my benefits will get released tomorrow…all 1½ months worth!! YAY!

My new paycheck?

The 11th Annual Edelman Mother’s Day Salary Index reports moms are worth $841,900 a year since she engages in 17 separate jobs on a regular basis.

“Of course, no one can truly place a value on the love and affection that mothers give to their families,” said Edelman. “My Index is designed to help us appreciate them: Think of what you’d have to pay someone to be on duty 24/7 and complete 17 jobs.”

Edelman noted that the average multi-tasking mom routinely:

* raises children
* dispenses medication and nursing care
* assists with homework
* cooks meals
* attends meetings and functions
* provides transportation
* keeps house
* listens to and resolves family problems
* manages family finances
* cares for pets
* maintains family order and harmony
* keeps family on schedule

The total of the 17 average annual salaries in 2009 is $841,900, an increase of $39,210 over last year.

[snip]

The occupations which compose the Annual Mother’s Day Index and their corresponding median annual salaries are:
a. Animal Caretaker $21,180
b. Chef $40,700
c. Computer Systems Analyst $75,890
d. Financial Manager $106,200
e. Food/Beverage Service Worker $20,660
f. General Office Clerk $25,960
g. Registered Nurse $62,480
h. Management Analyst $80,460
i. Child Care Worker $19,670
j. Housekeeper $19,550
k. Psychologist $83,610
l. Bus Driver $34,150
m. Elementary School Principal $82,120
n. Dietitian/Nutritionist $50,030
o. Property Manager $53,530
p. Social Worker $41,920
q. Recreation Worker $23,790
TOTAL $841,900

More Facebook Updates

  • Jennifer Hudson has the oven preheating and oil, egg, and water in a bowl waiting for brownie mix…but someone decided he was hungry NOW.
  • Jennifer Hudson can’t get anything done today. Apparently sleeping through the night means no naps during the day.
  • Jennifer Hudson says holy crap, 6.5 hours last night!!!
  • Jennifer Hudson can’t believe Owen slept 6 straight hours last night. Of course then he was cranky after that.
  • Jennifer Hudson wishes Tom was home tonight instead of at an overnight work thing.
  • Jennifer Hudson just made all the bottles for overnight.
  • Jennifer Hudson just walked out of the post office because I did not want to wait behind 20 people.
  • Jennifer reviewed Baby Depot At Burlington Coat Factory on Yelp.
  • Jennifer Hudson just visited with a college roommate I hadn’t seen in almost two years .
  • Jennifer Hudson is enjoying cheesy scrambled eggs, courtesy of her wonderful hubby.
  • Jennifer Hudson is watching her cat’s love affair with my furry slippers. I’ve got to get a video of this!
  • Jennifer Hudson got a notice for an interview next week. Except I don’t know if I want to go back to work or not. I love being at home with the kid.
  • Jennifer Hudson is catching up on Phil’s Amazing Race video diary episodes.
  • Jennifer Hudson found the perfect job, except it’s too far away for the salary (pittance) they are offering.
  • Jennifer Hudson says YAY, Tropic Thunder is next in my Netflix queue.
  • Jennifer Hudson hates when the baby cries and I think he’s up for the day so I get up and…he falls asleep again. So now I am wide awake.
  • Jennifer Hudson is measuring her hair to see if she has (or is close) enough to 10″ for Locks of Love.
  • Jennifer Hudson is making brownies again. No nuts.
  • Jennifer Hudson loves napping with Owen on her chest…it’s not sound sleep but it’s something.

Tom’s job. Ugh.

So it’s no secret I don’t like his job. The hours suck and he gets maybe one Saturday off a month. He really can’t take any time off because every time he tries, he has to work. Which is exactly what I just found out…

My Grayling baby shower is scheduled for Saturday, April 18. I told him this almost a month ago when we first picked that day. He said he would have no problem getting it off. Cool.

Fast forward to this weekend, when I reminded him about the date. So he asked today and…guess what?

He has to work! Of course!

As it so happens, the big boss is going to be out of town…and someone else is going to be at training…and someone else has some other issue…so Tom will be the only one able to be there—and someone has to be there.

>:XX

So, really, it wouldn’t have even mattered if Tom had requested the day way back when—because the other guys aren’t available due to work things…Tom would have had to work anyway. Even if he had already been cleared for that day.

So now I get to travel to Grayling—with the baby—alone for the weekend.

I am sure I will be just fine, but I am irritated as all hell that Tom can’t go. I mean, it’s not like this is the first set of plans that has been screwed up due to his job.

Oh yeah, did I mention? The big Schwalmlette & Smithlette family reunion this summer? Where the entire family will be together at one time (which hasn’t happened since before we moved to NC, I think)? That we are dying to go to? That Tom assured me he would have no issues getting time off for since we knew MONTHS in advance?

Yeah, he just found out he has training in South Carolina the week before, and it overlaps the vacation time by a day or so. So we either don’t go at all, or pay for the entire week’s share of vacation (not cheap) and are only able to use like 3-4 days of it, or I go alone. What options, eh?

>:XX

25 Additional Random Things

I keep thinking about my previous list of Random Things, and reading other people’s lists, and I wanted to have another go at it.

  1. Back in the day, I was sure I was going to write the next great American novel someday. I guess I still have time, but it seems much more of a pipe dream at this point in my life.
  2. Sometimes I think I want four or five kids, because I love having large family gatherings—and it’s what I’m used to. But I’m not sure I want to be pregnant that many times!
  3. I knew the night I met my husband that we would get married. It was love at first sight.
  4. Someday I will live in my dream house—a ranch with enough space for everything, a great party kitchen with professional appliances, and a hot tub. There’s more, but that’s the gist.
  5. We’ve been on two cruises and I love them. LOVE THEM LOVE THEM LOVE THEM! I would go on a cruise every other month if I could afford it.
  6. I would love to live by family for the rest of my life, but I just don’t think we can live in the cold anymore.
  7. I hope that I can be a good parent. Everyone assures me I will be, but I just don’t feel it yet.
  8. I could eat an entire box of Krispy Kreme Original donuts if given the opportunity. Especially if they were Hot & Fresh.
  9. My favorite salad is mixed greens with Craisins, toasted pecans, feta cheese, and Amish Dressing (a sweet mustard dressing).
  10. Sometimes I want to sell everything and just start over.
  11. I am a PC person (we have three), but would be willing to give a Mac a try if they weren’t so damn expensive.
  12. I’ve always wanted to see Jimmy Buffet in concert and he’s coming here in August. I’m keeping my fingers crossed!
  13. I really want to travel around the world—one of my top places is Fiji, where we initially wanted to go for our honeymoon but never quite made it.
  14. I love music from the 50s and 60s. I guess it’s from growing up listening to it via my parents!
  15. I have never had a broken bone.
  16. I have been to the emergency room four times that I can remember: 1) when I jammed scissors into my hand when I was about seven or eight, 2) when I fell off my bike in high school, 3) when I sliced the tip of my finger off in college when working at Glen’s, and 4) when I fell down the stairs last year and twisted both my ankles.
  17. I love organization—storage containers/bins/baskets, shelving, labellers… Maybe because I’m a packrat as well?
  18. I hate my legs so rarely wear skirts or dresses unless they are ankle length. I hate shorts, too, but had to wear them in North Carolina to survive the summers.
  19. I miss reading. I couldn’t even tell you the last “real” book I read (real meaning NOT baby-related help books).
  20. I cannot believe our thermostat is set at 60 for a Michigan winter—and our heating bill is still $300.
  21. I just figured out that my numerology life path number is 5, which “suggests that you entered this plane with a highly progressive mindset, with the attitude and skills to make the world a better place.” Interesting.
  22. Someday I hope to have a job I truly enjoy. I can’t even imagine what that would be like. Heaven, maybe?
  23. I know I complain too much and am trying to get better about that. Or at least tell the same amount of “good” stories so people don’t think my life is ALL bad.
  24. I love love love my car, a 2001 Toyota Highlander purchased brand new a week before we got married. I would buy the same exact car in an instant, but the new Highlanders are NOT the same.
  25. I have a personalized license plate that says TRAVCTY. It was strange living in NC and having people know what it meant!

Craigslist Job Titles – UGH

I hate job titles on Craigslist that have NO bearing on the duties listed.

For example, I was intrigued by a job titled “Proposal Coordinator/Editor” under Writing Jobs. Now, tell me how the following job is anything but a secretary? :crazy:

SPECIFIC RESPONSIBILITIES:

Manages telephone coverage and assures coverage of the reception area at all times. Answers phones according to the office’s procedures, routes calls to appropriate staff, takes accurate messages, maintains a record of telephone messages, and holds messages for pick-up. Retrieves messages from voice mail as appropriate. Greets all visitors and assists them while waiting; directs and distribute deliveries to the appropriate staff. Presents a courteous and cheerful attitude to visitors and staff. Assists the Vice President with all building management calls and helps to develop appropriate protocols for fire drills, key maintenance, security, and other building related matters. Provides clerical support for the Vice President and staff, assisting with research activities and special projects as requested. Writes, edits and types correspondence, reports, memorandums, and other materials as assigned. Schedules meetings and tracks project timelines. Assists with mailings, including federal express and UPS, copying, assembling, stuffing and posting. Maintains all office supplies, equipment and other office support activities. Performs other duties as assigned by the Vice President Fishery Conservation and Management.

One of my friends commented:

The first section I have cut out 100% describes a receptionist position:

  • Manages telephone coverage and assures coverage of the reception area at all times. Answers phones according to the office’s procedures, routes calls to appropriate staff, takes accurate messages, maintains a record of telephone messages, and holds messages for pick-up. Retrieves messages from voice mail as appropriate. Greets all visitors and assists them while waiting; directs and distribute deliveries to the appropriate staff. Presents a courteous and cheerful attitude to visitors and staff.

Now in between “assur[ing] coverage of the reception area at all times” the candidate is supposed to sandwich in three other jobs:

  • Assists the Vice President with all building management calls and helps to develop appropriate protocols for fire drills, key maintenance, security, and other building related matters. Provides clerical support for the Vice President and staff, assisting with research activities and special projects as requested.
  • Writes, edits and types correspondence, reports, memorandums, and other materials as assigned. Schedules meetings and tracks project timelines.
  • Assists with mailings, including federal express and UPS, copying, assembling, stuffing and posting. Maintains all office supplies, equipment and other office support activities. Performs other duties as assigned by the Vice President Fishery Conservation and Management.

The proper job title for the non-editing tasks would be “Administrative Assistant” (which is NOT just a high-falutin’ euphemism for ‘secretary’ — it reflects the fact that the job requires more skills and responsibility than an ordinary secretary would have).

So this job description describes three different jobs.

1) receptionist
2) AA
3) proposal writer/editor

Translation: we need someone to write and edit proposals, but that only happens once a year. You’ll really be a receptionist most of the time, except during proposal time, when you’ll have to make the proposals appear like magic, on top of your regular workload. Oh, and while you’re in the office, you may as well keep busy, so do all the stuff we need an AA for as well.

:crazy:

Sucky work hours so far.

We knew Tom’s job would be long hours—we were told 6 days a week, probably 12 hours a day. And they weren’t kidding—at least so far.

I can honestly say I hate the hours. I am just not used to “I will be home at 6:30.”

Then “No, I will be home at 7:30.”

Monday it was even “Sorry, 8:30.” >:XX

You just can’t plan dinner for that type of timing…because it changes every day. At least if it was like 7:30 every day without fail…but no, of course not. Of course, it’s worse that I don’t get to see him much…I am used to him being home at an early hour (he was home 97% of the time when I got home at 5:15).

Bah humbug.

Miscellanous Thoughts

I hate it when I have a huge blog post written and IE decides to crash. :X

Cookies and cream Hershey Kisses. Yuckola.

Parents really SHOULD be allowed to use stun guns or tasers on uncontrollable, screaming children. Especially when they are in our small office. Giving me a headache. That is all.

I hate when people (i.e. my boss and another agent) always feel the need to say, when screaming children are present, “See what you have to look forward to?” Yes, I know children can be hellions, yet I still decided to have one. Why must you constantly make the decision seem wrong?

I don’t want to hear an agent bitch about having to come back to work (after leaving for the weekend) and having to work until 5 on Friday. You get no sympathy from me for that.

It’s very strange when you haven’t seen someone in over a year and when you do they are 150# lighter. And then you are so shocked you try to hide your shock but don’t say anything. And then you’ve bypassed the amount of time in which you could say something but haven’t. And eventually HE brings it up by saying something like “I probably look a lot different than the last time you saw me.” Like I could have possibly missed it. Doh.

STUPID *BLEEPING* WORK

Aaaaaaaaaaaaaand my boss just screwed me. :x Deep down I love her and know she can be awesome, but sometimes the things she says/does just completely FLOOR me.

So…you know when I said that if they sold my house in-house it would be 0%? Yeaaaaah, NO. Any selling agent, including those in our office, gets 2%.

Overall I know it’s fair, but still, why didn’t she say anything before now?

I just went in to go over the paperwork, to make sure I typed the variable rate terms out correctly, and the big boss overhears talk about variable rates and she says “It’s not a variable rate” and the other boss (the agent I am working with) says “It most certainly is, it’s 2% to the selling agent, but if we sell it in-house it’s zero.”

She repeats that NO, it’s not a variable rate, ANY selling agent gets 2%, whether it’s someone outside our office OR one of our agents. The agent and I look at each other like “Um, okay” and he said “That’s not what we were thinking.”

She says “You mean to tell me that if your clients wanted two houses, and it was down to that one, you are going to tell them to take the one that doesn’t pay you?” He said yes, in this case. She was like WHY WOULD YOU DO THAT? IT’S GIVING UP MONEY? He says “Because it’s Jen’s house?”

She about had a coronary.

So, apparently when we were discussing the rates before, and she was sitting right there with us, she either completely wasn’t listening or was completely ignoring us.

So, yes, I get that 2% to the selling agent is completely fair, and technically we are just not paying to LIST the house… but I thought the 0% in-house thing was just the “extra icing on the cake” FOR HAVING WORKED HERE ALMOST FOUR YEARS (and getting a somewhat low salary for ALL the work I do).

Yep, that black cloud is still hovering.

The agent did say he would do more thinking over the weekend and try to get the big boss to reconsider…but I know that won’t happen.

Oh well, at least we only have to pay 2% regardless.

The house is on the market!

The house went on the market today! It’s a very scary feeling, knowing we HAVE TO SELL the house, and trying to decide on a price…trying to make some money without pricing it too high that people don’t want to see it or buy it… we settled on $249,900 with a $10,000 bonus to the buyer. That $10,000 is very attractive to buyers (they can use it for whatever they want—cut the price of the home, appliances, flooring, landscaping, etc.) and it still leaves us with a tidy profit.

Wish us luck!

Just Totally Unbelievable

Tom officially got orders to Detroit yesterday…and he’s supposed to check in no later than October 31, 2008.

Of course, things could change again at the drop of a hat, and he was still going to go talk to [someone]…so it may not be 100% guaranteed. But nothing like thinking about moving/selling/relocating within three months to freak you out.

Lord.

My mind is whirring like crazy and it feels like my head is going to explode.

The thing that just gets me is that yes, I know the military doesn’t care what our life is like, they just know they want someone there and hubby fits the bill so he gets chosen. But it would, quite literally, create a major financial hardship for us.

Houses here aren’t selling. Houses in our price range sell, on average, in about six to nine months (unless you price it to lose money, which we obviously can’t do financially-speaking). So making us move to Michigan within three months, where we will obviously need to pay rent/another mortgage, without having sold our house, is ludicrous. There is no earthly way we can afford two mortgages, especially if they just made me quit MY job. It just flat out doesn’t make sense and, frankly, pisses me off.

As a sidenote, he wouldn’t actually be an on-the-streets/in-the-schools actual recruiter. He would be the Operations guy, doing all the planning/scheduling/etc., and making sure it all runs smoothly. Completely non-IT-related. So nothing he can bring ANY of his experience to.

It’s crazy. They like to tell us they looked at a bunch of people and compared everyone and whatever, and determined that HE was the best qualified.

BULLSHIT.

They looked at a list, pointed their finger at someone, and said “this guy.”

Tom then called to tell me the latest RIDICULOUS statement. He was talking to someone (I believe a Major in charge of the monitor program) about not being able to sell the house that quickly, that we talked to a Realtor and it’s averaging 6-9 months, yada yada yada, and the guy said “Well, you have three options. One, be a geobatchelor [which means I stay here and he goes there, not sure how that works money wise but it’s not an option for us]. Two, sell your house for a loss. Or three [and this is the doozy], you can foreclose on your mortgage.”

What the hell kind of military advisor advises someone to FORECLOSE ON A MORTGAGE? Completely asinine.

This BS is precisely why we were going to get out of the military. It’s ridiculous.

Oh, also…if he takes this “three year” job they’re forcing on him? He is, effectively, being shoved out of the marine corps, because he will miss the opportunity (twice) to take the schooling he would need to become Major. Talk about a kick in the ass. (Not that he was planning on staying in that long, but just the fact that they don’t know that, and are still sending him here… Ugh.)

He also found out he cannot drop his papers (i.e. tell them he wants to get out) now. Because he has actual PCS orders, and you can’t do that when you have orders. You have to do it before you officially get orders. How convenient.

The only other option, he said, is REFUSING orders, and he’s not sure exactly what that entails or means. From what we have gathered, it wouldn’t actually do that much or be that detrimental…it would, of course, effectively end his career, but he wasn’t planning on staying in to retirement anyway. He would have to stay here a bit longer, but then we could continue on with our previous plans of him looking for a job and us moving in about six months.

I told him to ask what if he has a special needs family member…if I was a high-risk pregnancy, maybe that would keep us here. (Chances are decent I might be. I have an appointment in two weeks that might help determine that.)

So, needless to say we’re stressed. Tom should find out more Monday, but until then, we’re trying NOT to think about it. If we have to move, there is just SO much to do—and Tom doesn’t have the time and I don’t have the energy.

Stay tuned.

Ever been forced into a job that you didn’t want?

Tom’s version of all the events so far

Last week I received this email from my Monitor’s boss (job relocator).

Marines-

I am writing you all in an attempt to find an officer that is interested in accepting orders to RS Detroit. This would be to serve as the RS OpsO there. As you probably know, RS duty is a challenging one, but it offers an opportunity to be back in your home state and also has the benefit of allowing you to elect either your geographic area preference or resident CLS (EWS for example) upon successful completion of a 36 month tour there.

This is a great opportunity for anyone that is interested. There is some flexibility as to report date, but we are looking to get an officer there by this Fall. Please understand that I got your names via a blind data pull in our system and I fully understand that some of you may be under orders, deployed, etc. Regardless, let me know if you’re interested and we’ll see if we can make it work. Please respond to this e-mail ASAP if you would like to be considered for the position. Negative responses not required.

I have made plans to get out of the Marines next summer after the baby is born, but the thought of going back to Michigan was a very nice thought, but not a real option. Monday when I got to work there was a new email from a Capt stating the same thing. I was still not interested and didn’t respond. Last night I received this new email.

Capt Hudson,

I have a requirement that just came down and your name is at the top of the potential list. How would you like to spend some time in Detroit?

Let me know.

Well, I wanted the official scoop on all the emails and so I called the monitor. He stated that there were several officers that they had sent these emails to and that I was at the top of the list and wanted to know if I wanted it, since I was from Michigan and I could be closer to family. I told him I would let him I would talk to Jennifer and I would let him know today. I wanted to contact the Recruiter Station (RS) to see if it was a job that I could have lots of family time or something absolutely wretched.

So this morning I called the RS and asked to speak to a Captain and I eventually got one. I told him that the Monitor was looking to put me into the position and asked what he thought about the Ops position. The guys said he couldn’t talk about it on the phone in his office and gave me his cell number to call him back in 10 min. I agreed, I was almost speechless, but I managed an audible agreement.

Over the next ten minutes lots of possibilities poured through my mind. I called him again and he said “Do not take the job! If it were me I would not have anything to do with it!” 88|

WOW, I asked what was wrong with it. He stated that it is 10-12 hours a day, 6 days a week (sometimes 7), and the work is monotonous and incredibly stressful. The Captain said that even though he had family within a 4-hour drive, he had not visited them more than a few times in the last year and a half due to the lack of time off. (He didn’t hold that actual position, but he helped out there from time to time.) He said if I wanted to talk to the other Captains that he would give me their numbers, but I told him that I was more than satisfied!

As soon as I got off the phone I called Jennifer to tell her the news and then typed a message to the Monitor declining the position:

Thanks for the consideration, but after discussing the situation further with my wife and family, I will have to decline the offer.

I then went to my Battalion XO to let him know about the Monitor’s request and my answer. The XO said another Captain in our Battalion was also hit up for this position as well and that we were the last two officers for consideration. Yuck! I went back to my office to call the second Captain and tell him about the information I had gotten over the phone. During the conversation, the following email came into my mailbox:

Capt Hudson,

Copy all. I have your intent. I want to be fair and let you know that right now this is at the MMOA/MCRC CG [Recruiter Commanding General] level, so I may have to contact you again. I was hoping it could be a win/win. Thanks for getting back to me.

Which translates into “Great, thanks for telling me no, but no is not an option…”

So, if I am forced to take this position, I will be dropping my papers early. Time to start my resume tonight!

Almost, but not quite.

So we were actually REALLY considering the Michigan move…I mean, it was just too perfect. We even halfheartedly started checking out housing on Realtor.com.

And then Tom called the recruiting post where he would be. And it wasn’t a good sign that the first words out of the mouth of the guy he talked to (would be replacing) said “I can’t talk now, I will call you from my cell phone in a bit.”

Turns out it’s six days a week, 12 hours a day, no holidays—and MAYBE one 72 [actual weekend off] per month. The guy said if he had to do it over, he wouldn’t.

So that cements it for us. We’re continuing with our current plan.

Dammit.

How many more months?

We have a new keybox system. I was told by the bosses there would be no need for me to keep an inventory any longer. YAY!

Except now they ARE talking about keeping a list of the keyboxes and they are trying to figure out how to do it…which is fine, except OF COURSE they aren’t even considering asking me what I think, since I will be the one keeping the list. I just get to overhear their conversation from where I sit.

Much like when they were considering new means of advertising, which involved a new computerized method of submission, and they didn’t even think to even ask me what my thoughts were.

And it doesn’t matter if I try to speak up and give my opinion, because it won’t matter. Yes, they might listen, but will not take anything I say seriously.

Now you see why I have given up.

And in other news, long story short, my boss has NO sympathy for me whatsoever. After I told her I was pregnant, and how I had felt like shit pretty much 24×7 the past five weeks, she pretty much told me to “suck it up.” Yes, in her joking yet laughing yet totally serious way she has. Isn’t that lovely?

I guess you could argue it wasn’t the very first thing she said. I mean, she did make some small talk asking if we were excited, how far along I was, etc., and then pretty much said “Get up and walk around, you will feel better. That’s what worked for me.”

Which, yes, I appreciate the advice, but like what she does with everything else, she equates it to HER experience and assumes everyone will be just like her. She said she felt bad when she woke up, ate a few crackers, then felt fine. I said yeah, that doesn’t work for me. Then I mentioned that she might see me catnapping at my desk, or have my head in my hands, and THAT is when she said I just needed to “suck it up.”

I don’t need this. I really don’t.

A day or so later, when I actually felt EVEN WORSE, she made a comment to the effect of “Get used to it…you did this to yourself!”

Love it. Just freakin’ love it. :|