Fuck Today (Part 1)

Sounds about right. For the start of a job, I mean.

Not to minimize the frustration, but I’ve usually felt pretty much the same when starting any new job. Then you start learning shortcuts and “the ropes,” and it does get easier. Just a reminder.

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It gets worse.

Team meeting. Co-worker suggested specific work to be done on Thursday, which would involve me. He’s clearly stressed and overworked, so I didn’t want to get into any details or discuss this in any way, however I took the liberty to point out that I wouldn’t mind to have a little planning security, and that also next Thursday is a public holiday around here.

I got some raised eyebrows from several project leaders, the comment that they wouldn’t understand what I meant by planning security. Also, said colleague just made a suggestion so there would be no need to get agitated.

Agitated.
I say.

I’m willing to do my very best, but I do have a life to organise, as well.

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I contracted Lyme’s disease and had a similar experience.

It’s not just unpleasant, it’s dangerous, because when your gut has been depopulated, you are extremely vulnerable to colonization by human pathogens that would not normally be able to survive, or nasties that are antibiotic-resistant or even immune. An asymptomatic minor population of C. diff might explode and become a lifelong burden.

What I did (and I freely acknowledge that this is a total dice-roll of a therapy rather than the properly structured systematic adjunct to antibiotic treatment my physician should have provided) was go to the earthy-crunchy hippy co-op store, walk up to the crystal-decorated counter, and say “give me some of everything you’ve got that is alive”.

I got yoghurt and kombucha with active cultures, sauerkraut and more mysterious things, two shopping bags full of living food, and I ate it all, no matter whether I liked it or not. Fixed me right up in a week! I kept eating the stuff until a couple of weeks after my Lyme’s therapy finished, and acquired a taste for kombucha along the way.

I’m in the USA, but I’ve been told that in more medically advanced cultures, physicians prescribe probiotic therapy in combination with antibiotics, to prevent this very common and very well understood problem.

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On top of everything else today, Google and my cell provider decided to test the emergency alert system that they’re rolling out across Ontario. This is like the annoying grit in the eye on top of a broken leg of irritation, but Fuck Today!

They got as far as a live test and no one noticed the glaring obvious problem? All I can say is that the Orange Shitgibbon better not be in the loop for this system!

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no, no the system is working as designed. The heading is the disaster category - you know “Fire”, “Flood”, Tornado", or “President”

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Yesterday I got stopped by a police officer for seemingly no reason.

We had a brief, mutually respectful and polite interchange in which he informed me that my auto license sticker had expired. (Because I’m an idiot, but he didn’t say that). Expensive ticket, but certainly my own fault, not his.

Then he handed back my registration, paused, and asked me to hand it back to him. When I did, a little puzzled, he chuckled deeply and wrote me up for presenting fictitious documents to a police officer. Because the law requires that you knowingly attempt to pass a false document before you can be charged, and before he told me, I didn’t know the registration was expired. Another expensive ticket.

At the DMV (which I’ve had to visit several times today, and will have to once more) I asked the Information Desk if this was a legitimate bust. The nicely dressed, courteous and professional young woman looked to either side before replying, and then said “He was just being a douche bag. [sic] Now you have to go to court to get the charge dropped, instead of just paying the fine by mail. An expired registration is not a fictitious document.”

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An eminently sensible course of action!

I’ve been doing the yoghurt part of your regimen; it seems have helped. Only one more day in any case.

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This happened in the middle of Oxford, just around the corner from where the hack space was. Paradise Square also has a LGBT pub on the street corner, but I don’t think it was being targeted.

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Ok, that cop is a major dickhead.

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Seeing a faded poster while out on a climb - ‘i hope they find him’ i think, ‘i’ll check the site when i get home’… Find out the owner discovered his body on a rail line. Then see just how many doggos are currently missing.

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More dead kids and teachers today, yay. I’m going to sit and think about it for a few minutes, feel the feels, but then carry on. I don’t really know what else to do right this exact moment but mourn.

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Welp, in addition to a school shooting, another gun related incident at a Trump golf course (with no deaths other than the shooter himself), and the continuing eruption in Hawaii, there is also a plane down in Cuba:

Seems like there was something else horrific, too, but I can’t remember.

Fuck today sideways. I’m gonna go make some clam chowder, then drink some wine…

cerseimorewine

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A lake has just appeared outside my front door (and my neighbours front doors). The fire brigade are currently pumping out the water, but if it rains again we’re in trouble.

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The doctors would not listen to my mother when she said the knee replacement had stopped getting better and was getting worse. They said she just needed stronger painkillers - she never took any of the painkillers, she grew up on a farm in the depression for chrissakes, she’s tough as nails.

So I went into the hospital and found the surgeon and was quite stroppy with him and made them give her Xrays and take a fluid sample from the knee.

Now, twentyfour hours later, Mom’s just out of hastily scheduled surgery, and they think/hope she will be able to keep the leg. And maybe eventually it’ll work as good as it did just before the knee replacement.

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Really? We’re getting some major flooding here in the states too (Maryland, and then in parts of North Carolina).

Hope you’re okay!

Fingers crossed! Hope she gets better and I’m sorry the doctors didn’t listen!

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Thank you! So far so good - she’s back up and walking again, after having all the easily replaceable parts of the knee swapped out on Thursday, and the surgeons think they got the infection cleaned out (fingers also crossed).

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Good to hear! Thanks for the update. I hope she recovers well!

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Here’s a Fuck Today that I’m looking for a little advice on.

First off, there’s an aquaintance…one of the first to order paintings when I began to have money trouble in September. We agreed on 3 small paintings, for $200 each, 1\2 down as deposit. He sent me $300 through PayPal as deposit. Honestly, I was surprised because I had been working for him for about a year prior to this and left because I felt I was being taken advantage of (but did not say it to his face). Incidentally, our fathers know each other. I figured a simple business deal couldn’t get screwed up, right?

Close to Christmas, I’m about 3 weeks behind but the paintings are done and ready to deliver, but I’m lacking the cash to cross the border, so I email him “Do you think you could send the remainder and I’ll drop them off at your store ASAP?” No answer. So I wait.

Finally, in January, I have a need to go to San Diego right near his business. I make a few touch-ups and I take the paintings there and drop them off with my card which has my email addresses. People have been rather patient with me, so I figure I’ll wait for the response. After a month, I start to wonder, but around this time you may remember my cellphone bit the dust, erasing all my contacts and info off the SIM card.
Once I got back to normal after buying a cheap tablet, I try contacting the store, but he doesn’t return my messages. His girlfriend follows my Instagram and Facebook, so I send a polite message, “Did X get my paintings? Were they liked?”
She sends a message back, “Yes, we got them, thank you.”
I write, “Okay. Where should I invoice X for the remainder?” (they have a side account for stuff not directly related to his business). No response.
So here I am, 3 months later, and I really could use the final $300 so I can pay my late rent and send out four paintings that should have been mailed a while ago. I have left my emails both with an employee and the answering service, but still no response. I hate to take the girlfriend route again, because I think that could be held up to scrutiny as harassment. Yet I can’t afford to go into San Diego randomly at $10 a pop just to catch him face-to-face.

Suggestions?

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Maybe try sending the invoice to the place where you dropped the paintings off, to his attention?

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I’m considering that. I don’t have a way to print it here, so I might have to go there to do it at his office by enlisting a bit of help from a friend who works there. If he has a problem that I invoiced the business, I can always edit my Wave account entry.

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