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At a friend of a friend's place, this is how they did it and it must have been the most humiliating and dehumanizing thing possible:
They called everyone outside and locked the doors with the keyswipe thing, then told everyone to come back inside with their i.d. card. The people whose cards didn't work were layed off.
I just had to go check this on Snopes.com, and it is an urban legend from 1994, if you can believe it:
I love Snopes....
I hope everyone who has lost a job finds something quickly -- though it did take my husband three years. But as others have pointed out, you do save a lot on daycare expenses....
At a friend of a friend's place, this is how they did it and it must have been the most humiliating and dehumanizing thing possible:
They called everyone outside and locked the doors with the keyswipe thing, then told everyone to come back inside with their i.d. card. The people whose cards didn't work were layed off.
I just had to go check this on Snopes.com, and it is an urban legend from 1994, if you can believe it:
I love Snopes....
I hope everyone who has lost a job finds something quickly -- though it did take my husband three years. But as others have pointed out, you do save a lot on daycare expenses....
Thanks for finding that. Still, the really bad news about it that we believe it possible a company would indeed act so cruel and nasty.
Stefan
I finally get a chance to have a girls nite out and I can't get a hold of any of the girls. :(
Two of them are out doing other stuff this afternoon, which means they won't want to do anything later. And another one isn't answering her phone, which could mean anything including that she forgot to charge it. I'm so desperate to get out of here that I would even ask the one I cant stand to go with me, but she has to work Saturday nights.
The grandkids of a good friend of mine are in the hospital. They were in a car wreck this afternoon. Their dad was driving and he's kinda doped up on morphine right now, so they don't know for sure what happened. The kids are 7 and 5. The seven year old may have a hairline fracture in his spine and the five year old has internal bruising.
Dammit this is the second car wreck these kids have been in this month. :(
Having your diagnosis changed from Dysthymia to Schizophrenia Simplex (or Simple Schizophrenia).
Although there's not much difference in treatment, it sucks mostly because of the social stigma. Suffering from depression is bad enough in today's society, but most people associate schizophrenia with the paranoid schizophrenia version (which, granted, is the most common one) and thus psychotic behaviour.
Also, having a pinched nerve in the back sucks. Hopefully it'll sort itself out in a couple of days.
Having your diagnosis changed from Dysthymia to Schizophrenia Simplex (or Simple Schizophrenia).
Although there's not much difference in treatment, it sucks mostly because of the social stigma. Suffering from depression is bad enough in today's society, but most people associate schizophrenia with the paranoid schizophrenia version (which, granted, is the most common one) and thus psychotic behaviour.Also, having a pinched nerve in the back sucks. Hopefully it'll sort itself out in a couple of days.
You have my sympathies, GentleGiant. I'd never heard of Dysthymia before, and I have a friend with schizophrenia (and another friend's mom has it), so I know second-hand what a hassle that is; I hope you have a strong community around you who will stick by you (and there's also Paizo messageboards!). It's not just the mood problems, it's the meds side-effects that can cause trouble too. Also, I've never had a pinched nerve but that must suck too. I'm sending good vibes your way! To commisserate, I'm really depressed right now, and my mom wants to take me to another psychologist. I've seen three - two that have helped me, and one that just made me more miserable. So I'm really vascilating between "should I go?" or "should I say no?" I think part of me is scared of getting out/figuring out what is making me depressed, and I'll admit I've been bottling up my feelings about a ton of stuff lately. But I'm not sure expressing it will lead me to any solutions. I'm unemployed and living at home.
I've got a job interview tomorrow at the gas station where I buy all my clothes.Wow man. You wear a coveralls a lot?
Nah, there's a Carhartt dealer there, so about once every two years, I go and pick up a pair of jeans, some pre-packaged socks and boxers, and a couple of black t-shirts. Each clothing run costs about fifty dollars, leaving me with some extra cash.
Oh, and my Job Seekers Allowance has been suspended, I now find, because I have not answered a letter which I have never received requiring me to produce wage slips for wages which I have never been paid.
Perfect. Just perfect.
Someone drop a meteorite on me right now, please, and put an end to this.
Man, that blows! It also sounds very Douglas Adams... The letter is probably on display in a locked filing cabinet stuck in a disused lavatory with a sign on the door saying 'Beware of the Leopard.'
I really hope that things improve for you, Charles. I'll send as much good karma as I can your direction.
Getting a babysitter, getting up waaay too early on a Saturday, all to meet a girlfriend for breakfast and hair appt. only to be stood up. Then getting a bad haircut. The bad part was mitigated somewhat by the instructor since it was at a stylist school. Still, I looked like Dorothy Hamill. Thankfully this was mitigated by some hair gel and a straightening iron after I got home. It's always the stupid little annoyances that get to you I guess. And I can't manage to talk to any of my real-life friends for like the last month. It's driving me bonkers. There's always something that comes up.
Getting a babysitter, getting up waaay too early on a Saturday, all to meet a girlfriend for breakfast and hair appt. only to be stood up. Then getting a bad haircut. The bad part was mitigated somewhat by the instructor since it was at a stylist school. Still, I looked like Dorothy Hamill. Thankfully this was mitigated by some hair gel and a straightening iron after I got home. It's always the stupid little annoyances that get to you I guess. And I can't manage to talk to any of my real-life friends for like the last month. It's driving me bonkers. There's always something that comes up.
I'm sorry to hear your friends keep flaking out on you. And, um, :)
Getting a babysitter, getting up waaay too early on a Saturday, all to meet a girlfriend for breakfast and hair appt. only to be stood up. Then getting a bad haircut. The bad part was mitigated somewhat by the instructor since it was at a stylist school. Still, I looked like Dorothy Hamill. Thankfully this was mitigated by some hair gel and a straightening iron after I got home. It's always the stupid little annoyances that get to you I guess. And I can't manage to talk to any of my real-life friends for like the last month. It's driving me bonkers. There's always something that comes up.I'm sorry to hear your friends keep flaking out on you. And, um, :)
Me too. My eight year old self often thought of a nice skate with Dorothy and Peggy Fleming holding my hands...
I just read that one of the guys I met at SCAD last year, Jeremy Mullins, was killed in a hiking accident on June 18. I only met him for a couple of minutes, but he seemed like a cool professor.
News:
PvPonline.com
The Comics Reporter
=fyuvix's DeviantArt journal
The Augusta Chronicle
The Daily Cartoonist
Jeremy Mullins' webcomic can be found at www.Sweetwater is an A+* h~!@.com
working for hours on the end of a story that you are posting on deviantart, as you are approximately two sentences from completion, you accidentally click on one of the links of your favorites bar. In a panic over losing all of your hard work because it is neither written on paper nor saved on your computer; you click cancel on the "add text" part of your deviation submission, subsequently losing all of your work, then you press the Stop button next to the address bar
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....you get a deep sinking feeling as you reopen "add text and nothing is there, you reassure tyourself that you were smart enough to copy all of the text just in case, seeing as how wonky DA runs on your computer lately. right click scroll down to paste...&@#$!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! you curse to the heavens as you see it isn't there, the ending you believed to be truly perfect has been swallowed by the oblivion and will never come back.....ever.....
why in the &@#$ didn't I just press Esc?!?!?!?!?
FML
My roommate announced we'd be getting a new roommate, that everything had been arranged with new arrival and when she'd be arriving. Without asking my opinion or even if I wanted someone new moving in.
And then having said newest roommate succeeding at getting a job two days after moving here. While I've been unsuccessful at landing anything for 11 months now.
Also, my navel itches where it's trying to get infected. Every summer the piercing decides it doesn't like having skin around it so it all falls off (ewww). It's rather gross (but not actually infected, yay).
Also, my navel itches where it's trying to get infected. Every summer the piercing decides it doesn't like having skin around it so it all falls off (ewww). It's rather gross (but not actually infected, yay).
You might have a metal allergy. I had to stop wearing watches because if I wore one for longer than a day, the skin around my wrist would turn red and peel off. My girlfriend also has the same thing, so she can't wear jewelery, or else her skin cracks and bleeds.