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 Posted: Thu Feb 25, 2010 7:59 pm
Desprite my orignial protests against taking pills...The antidepressents and sleep aids are working wonderfully! I haven't felt this good since...ever. biggrin I'm hoping that my sucess with them will help nudge my very depressed friend who is opposed to taking pills like I was to give them a try.
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Posted: Thu Feb 25, 2010 8:01 pm
Pixelly Wrath This weekend, if I can see him, Pixy is going to ask her boyfriend a very important question...
Are you going to propose?!!!?!?!
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Posted: Thu Feb 25, 2010 10:44 pm
Little Miss Fortune Pixelly Wrath This weekend, if I can see him, Pixy is going to ask her boyfriend a very important question...
Are you going to propose?!!!?!?!
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Posted: Thu Feb 25, 2010 10:54 pm
Creas Sometimes I think I'm starting to take on a bit of Divine's speech pattern. Not a whole lot, just a bit. Oh good, I'm not alone. I feel so frustrated right now. Irrationally, but I feel it.
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Posted: Fri Feb 26, 2010 12:01 am
Boring work-related rant. It just had to come out.
Oh my god, I am going to kill this dumb s**t security guy I work with on Wednesdays & Thursdays. I have told him JUST ABOUT EVERY NIGHT SINCE HE STARTED WORKING SECURITY, which was in August 2009, not to check the freaking wake up calls until the interfaces were back up because if he checked them before then any new room moves or check ins wouldn't be updated on the phones (he checks through the phone caller ID) And he always does it before interfaces are back up anyway.
Tonight, he asked, 'Can I check the wake up calls now?' and I sighed and said, 'You always do, but you will know they're right if you wait until interfaces are up.' He replied, 'Yes, I remember you telling me last night and I think I'll wait. I want them to be right.'
....wtf? I HAVE BEEN TELLING HIM THAT FOR SIX MONTHS AND HE IS JUST NOW COMPREHENDING WHAT I'VE SAID? What the ******** is wrong with this guy? Seriously. And he's like that about everything. I can tell him something five times a night, every night, and it will take him at least three weeks to catch on. And he can't think for himself. If anything happens, he calls me to ask what to do. ('Someone left one of the hotel coffee cups on this table, what should I do?' Um, take it to the kitchen, dumb s**t? No, I'm really not kidding, he's asked that before.) Hello, I'm not security, I shouldn't have to hold his hand every time something comes up. He should grow a BRAIN and figure out how to do things himself; I'm sick of it! I have tried and tried and tried and tried to get management to replace him with somebody competent, but they won't do it.
The funny thing is that they know how incompetent he is and don't even care. They won't even let him drive the company vehicles, so our sister hotel's security has to do all transportations in the middle of the night, leaving that hotel completely unprotected for long periods of time. Great idea, guys! *thumbs up*
This guy is so incompetent that he can't even get people to stop smoking in front of the building. He asks people to move and they just look at him. How is he supposed to get anything done if there is ever a fight or he has to force someone out when he can't even get people to walk twenty-five feet from the building? What happens if there's actually a problem that I need a REAL security person for? I guess I just get shot, robbed, stabbed, or whatever. It's not like management cares - they wouldn't leave me alone in the middle of the night in front of a revolving door that anyone and everyone who wants to can walk right through with only him for "security" if they did.
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Posted: Fri Feb 26, 2010 5:19 am
I want to make an opinions thread, but I'm terrified. When I do things like that, it usually ends up, well, problematic. sweatdrop I'm glad I actually remembered that in time for once, but...I still kinda want to. It's just that I can't handle the opinions. And there's really no way to ask people to "say it nicely" without looking like a pathetic loser.
@Creas: I've been having the same problem. xp
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Posted: Fri Feb 26, 2010 5:31 am
Kestin Sha I want to make an opinions thread, but I'm terrified. When I do things like that, it usually ends up, well, problematic. sweatdrop I'm glad I actually remembered that in time for once, but...I still kinda want to. It's just that I can't handle the opinions. And there's really no way to ask people to "say it nicely" without looking like a pathetic loser.
On a related note:I want to forgive someone, but I'm having a hard time. I'm still really hurt by what he said, and I'm not even sure if he realizes just how much pain he caused me. I hope that things will be better after I talk to Alex tonight and he fixes everything like he always does...
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Posted: Fri Feb 26, 2010 9:07 am
I haven't been able to stop crying for the past twenty minutes. This is a somewhat long story, so here goes:
The Corps has set roles for every class year. Seniors are the executive leaders who see to administrative stuff but aren't too involved in day-to-day activities. Juniors are 'indirect' leaders who tell the sophomores what to tell the fish. They're really the ones in charge of everything, the only person who would ever overrule them would be the commanding or executive officer if he or she ever believed it necessary. The sophomores are the direct leaders, who train the fish. And the fish are the followers. We keep track of ourselves, and that's about it.
Along with those roles, there are a couple things that go beyond the scope of leadership training and are just things that the Corps does and likely has always done, one of those being that the whitebelts (juniors and seniors) are almost always pretty nice to the fish, even when they're punishing us. The sophomores and freshmen are blackbelts- and the two classes are never supposed to interact on a 'friendly' level. Ever. Sophomores are, to the fish, evil, shouting, push-up machines.
However, of course there's always the one or two people who just can't find it in them to take on the correct level of 'evil'. We call them greybelts. The whitebelts acting mean are usually accepted with a bit of eye-rolling, wondering why they can't get over that phase and just act like a normal person. However, the opposite is highly frowned upon, and one of the easiest ways for a sophomore to get into trouble is to be too nice to the fish.
So finally, with that exposition out of the way, we come to what I had originally wanted to rant about: my upperclassmen, more specifically the white belts.
So for most of this semester, two of our sophomores have been pretty chill with us. They're still sophomores, we still call them "sir" and "ma'am" and do all of the proper fishy things in front of them, but they'll occasionally smile, and crack jokes if none of the upperclassmen are watching. In general, it's obvious that both of them are genuinely nice people who hate having to be mean. Both have gotten in trouble more than once this semester though for getting caught talking to a freshman when a junior happened to walk by.
Then it snowed on Tuesday, and a great number of our sophomores descended on us with smiles and snowballs and taunts that we couldn't hit the broad side of a barn no matter how many snowballs we threw back. And it was amazingly fun. We knew that the sophomores weren't mean people (for the most part; there actually is one who's really just a jerk all around), but it's still nice to be reminded of that every once in a while. However, one of the other fish was telling a junior how much fun the snowball fights was. When the junior asked who they were fighting against, probably expecting an answer of the other unit on the second floor, the fish says: "our sophomores".
On Tuesday, the entire sophomore class got punished for being nice. Later that night, I sent an email out over our listserv warning the other fish to stop talking to our juniors about sophomores being nice, "because we all know Mr Brown has gotten in enough trouble for being chill with us already, let's not cause them any unnecessary grief."
This morning, Mr Brown (obviously not his real name) talked to one of the other fish. We'd suspected something might be up with the listserv for ages, but never really thought anything of it because they'd set it up specifically for our class to communicate with each other. We never thought the juniors and seniors would stoop so low as to actually read our emails. He got into trouble because of what I said, exactly what I was trying to prevent.
I thought I could trust the whitebelts. That's what they're supposed to be there for. Instead, I have more respect for the two sophomores that live across from me than I do for all twenty-five or so whitebelts combined. Reading our emails is just wrong on so many levels. The sophomores are hard to deal with sometimes, but they're doing what they're supposed to in whatever capacity that they can. I'm slow as heck to trust. It took me until the end of last semester to really be able to talk to any of the upperclassmen. I don't think I'm going to be able to trust the juniors or seniors again.
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Posted: Fri Feb 26, 2010 3:44 pm
I thought my problems with abadonment were over. It turns out I was just at the tip if teh iceburg...I feel like someone has ripped out out my isides with a spoon. I feel so hollow...i'm not ready to say goodbye to teh people I thougth would be by my side forever. She told me she would be glad when we would be less close...
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Posted: Fri Feb 26, 2010 3:52 pm
Tabihito I haven't been able to stop crying for the past twenty minutes. This is a somewhat long story, so here goes:
The Corps has set roles for every class year. Seniors are the executive leaders who see to administrative stuff but aren't too involved in day-to-day activities. Juniors are 'indirect' leaders who tell the sophomores what to tell the fish. They're really the ones in charge of everything, the only person who would ever overrule them would be the commanding or executive officer if he or she ever believed it necessary. The sophomores are the direct leaders, who train the fish. And the fish are the followers. We keep track of ourselves, and that's about it.
Along with those roles, there are a couple things that go beyond the scope of leadership training and are just things that the Corps does and likely has always done, one of those being that the whitebelts (juniors and seniors) are almost always pretty nice to the fish, even when they're punishing us. The sophomores and freshmen are blackbelts- and the two classes are never supposed to interact on a 'friendly' level. Ever. Sophomores are, to the fish, evil, shouting, push-up machines.
However, of course there's always the one or two people who just can't find it in them to take on the correct level of 'evil'. We call them greybelts. The whitebelts acting mean are usually accepted with a bit of eye-rolling, wondering why they can't get over that phase and just act like a normal person. However, the opposite is highly frowned upon, and one of the easiest ways for a sophomore to get into trouble is to be too nice to the fish.
So finally, with that exposition out of the way, we come to what I had originally wanted to rant about: my upperclassmen, more specifically the white belts.
So for most of this semester, two of our sophomores have been pretty chill with us. They're still sophomores, we still call them "sir" and "ma'am" and do all of the proper fishy things in front of them, but they'll occasionally smile, and crack jokes if none of the upperclassmen are watching. In general, it's obvious that both of them are genuinely nice people who hate having to be mean. Both have gotten in trouble more than once this semester though for getting caught talking to a freshman when a junior happened to walk by.
Then it snowed on Tuesday, and a great number of our sophomores descended on us with smiles and snowballs and taunts that we couldn't hit the broad side of a barn no matter how many snowballs we threw back. And it was amazingly fun. We knew that the sophomores weren't mean people (for the most part; there actually is one who's really just a jerk all around), but it's still nice to be reminded of that every once in a while. However, one of the other fish was telling a junior how much fun the snowball fights was. When the junior asked who they were fighting against, probably expecting an answer of the other unit on the second floor, the fish says: "our sophomores".
On Tuesday, the entire sophomore class got punished for being nice. Later that night, I sent an email out over our listserv warning the other fish to stop talking to our juniors about sophomores being nice, "because we all know Mr Brown has gotten in enough trouble for being chill with us already, let's not cause them any unnecessary grief."
This morning, Mr Brown (obviously not his real name) talked to one of the other fish. We'd suspected something might be up with the listserv for ages, but never really thought anything of it because they'd set it up specifically for our class to communicate with each other. We never thought the juniors and seniors would stoop so low as to actually read our emails. He got into trouble because of what I said, exactly what I was trying to prevent.
I thought I could trust the whitebelts. That's what they're supposed to be there for. Instead, I have more respect for the two sophomores that live across from me than I do for all twenty-five or so whitebelts combined. Reading our emails is just wrong on so many levels. The sophomores are hard to deal with sometimes, but they're doing what they're supposed to in whatever capacity that they can. I'm slow as heck to trust. It took me until the end of last semester to really be able to talk to any of the upperclassmen. I don't think I'm going to be able to trust the juniors or seniors again. Bob Kelso, anyone? Never trust people who are supposed to be nice. They're rarely so.
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Posted: Fri Feb 26, 2010 4:49 pm
Everything's so complicated right now, and I hate it. I hate holding grudges, even when the person deserves it. I hate it when people do things intentionally to make me feel bad. I hate watching as people do the same kinds of things to other people. Usually I cut negative people out of my life completely, but I can't do that this time. I just have to suck it up and try to get along with people I'd rather have nothing to do with. I hate this feeling.
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Posted: Fri Feb 26, 2010 5:48 pm
I feel uneasy for some reason... It's not because I'm sick or ate something bad or because I am cold but it just feels like something bad is going to happen. I don't like it.
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Posted: Fri Feb 26, 2010 5:53 pm
I now have even more proof that I'm a horrible person!
Deny me that title now, why don't you!
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People don't insult me enough. I like it far more when people insult me then when they compliment me.
Because at least when it's negative, they can't really be being nice.
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Posted: Fri Feb 26, 2010 6:02 pm
Sounds like tense times in the mod subforum.
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