The Dino-Aspie Ex-Café (for Those 40+... or feeling creaky)

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All sox that depart this world via the drier go through here and then they end up
in Houston Texas where they are turned into weird creatures by a weird lady....

I heard chuck and postie are breeding some strange critters....

oooh, he said "hoover". I love that!

Merle

How could I not? The words "Gromit" and "Hoover" have been firmly linked in the public's mind through the daring deeds of Gromit Hoover Peabody, the famous Dachshund/Jack Russell Terrier (now retired):


If I discussed vacuuming the beach, I'd create severe cognitive dissonance, and might be held responsible for whiplash injuries. Also, "hoover" is more euphonious, which is why nature abhors a vacuum, but not a hoover.

Today is my second anniversary here on WrongPlanet.....Yipeeee....! !! !

sigh - nevermind.

it seems to be the flu.

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congrats on your two-year anniversary, richie!

Sorry to hear about your woes, Nan. However, as you are aware, aspie = brutal (and embarrassingly so) honesty, coupled with either saying nothing, or never stopping. Plus, of course, leaving everything to the last moment, or later.

What you need is a nice holiday.... like some cheap flights to Europe and a few days sightseeing around England....


(Ooops.... )

hee hee. well i know it.

and yes, i do. i REALLY do.

Turns out, after we'd left, that our room WAS supposed to have had a phone in it. Apparently it had been broken by some previous guest and wasn't replaced. The management apologized. Lotta good that did us!

Congratulations Richie!! ! Two years of stimming, lurking, ...and participating!
I'm glad that you do lets us in on your world.
(and your taste in music is excellent!)
Chuck

Reminds me of a scene in a novel. An old man has been a monk most of his life, much against his will. He is assigned a novice, also not a volunteer. Novice picks up the old monk's low opinion of his superiors in the order, but then sees him being very quiet and humble in their presence. He is outraged. The dialogue goes something like this:



Does your daughter understand that she will give Dracula immense satisfaction by offering an excuse for dismissal? Dracula will especially enjoy the thought that kid will have a hard time finding another job. The way to get up Dracula's nose is to start itching only once Dracula can't sneeze kid out of the job anymore.

The question is, does kid want to give Dracula ultimate satisfaction, or does she want to annoy Dracula? Right now, she's set to make Dracula very happy indeed. Might as well wear a white nightie and bare her neck for the bite.

Nan, I'm guessing you won't want to hear this, but - I gots ta side with your daughter here, at least somewhat. Let me qualify this by saying I hope that she won't be fired, and I understand your concerns - for her and for yourself. Yet, I find myself admiring her unwillingness to play these "games" - since she can see through them, and chooses not to participate in them.

When I was her age I was clueless about workplace games. I was quiet and reserved and spoke only when spoken to, and tried to be polite. My boss never was polite towards me. If he felt the need to correct me for any reason, he made sure to do it in front of everyone present in a very loud voice. So one day I stopped him in the middle of one of his public criticism tirades and asked him if he hadn't learned not to do that in Management 101. He asked me if I thought he was a dumba$$. Guess what I answered. Another time at a mandatory pharmacist meeting he threw a bunch of money at me and barked "Go get everyone a hamburger." I tossed the money right back at him and told him to get them himself. At the time I assumed he did not like me because I was a marine. That was reason enough for most people. Looking back I'm sure that it was my lack of finesse, being the odd guy out, not participating in golf outings when asked, etc.

We've had several such exchanges over the years. Yet, I'm still working. Unfired. And we are still co-workers. Today, we get along fine. For the most part we just leave each other alone. I never call him for any reason, because there is never any reason for me to need a dumba$$'s advice on anything. He has finally learned to just let me do what I do and stay out of my way, because he doesn't understand how to do the clinical work that I do anyway.

So I say, good for your daughter. Perhaps standing up for herself isn't entirely a bad thing. Sometimes standing up for your principles is more important than the job, whether you get fired or not.

I see that your point is the bad timing of her actions, her need for medical insurance, that you are worried (both for her and yourself), and that you just want her to toe the line for one more month, dagnabit!! ! )

(But hoorah, if just a little bit, for her hutzpah. I wouldn't want for her to learn that her lot in life is to be a good little doormat, and that being stepped on is just something she will have to learn to love - with time.)

(OK, I'm slinking off to the doghouse now....... )

I type so sloooooow!
Having just read Gromit's words, (after posting mine) I can see the wisdom running thru them.
He makes undeniably valid points. Had I read his post first, I wouldn't have
jumped to the stance I wrote.
And your daughter has more at stake and more to lose than I ever had, so
I can see that it has always been less consequential for me to "John Wayne"
my way through situations when I've felt the need to.

So, here's to Gromit's good sense, and best wishes that she does not
lose her job.

(...and another little hoorah for her hutzpah. )
(Admit it Nan - she's got that little bit of "umph" in her from you.
And fear not - she'll get your good sense later.
There's no hope that I never will. )

No prob, Chuck. I'm thrilled that she WILL stand up for herself. That's something I just could not do at her age. It's her social timing and professional judgment that are lacking at present. She can "not be a doormat" once her position is secure somewhere. Right now, it's hanging by a thread.

She does have a lot to lose here - she has no real skills (she's not a pharmacist who can find a job anywhere). The market is flooded with kids just like her, with no real skills. And the jobs are becoming fewer and fewer. Those with the required medical benefits are even less available. And having medical insurance really is critical for her. If she was paying for what the HMO covers now, she'd be out a thousand dollars a month just on the maint. stuff - nevermind a serious illness or a seizure or accident. I don't really have the reserves to pick it up. Doing the math, minimum wage, cost of meds, supplies, specialist visits, tests.... it doesn't even up.

Coming off a firing to find a new job, what does she say? "Jee, it was just a mismatch" or "Jee, the job wasn't what I expected." ? Nice, on paper. But it won't get her into another job. Her resume is not long enough yet to cushion a firing.

So, yes, she needs to just deal with Dracula on Dracula's terms for one more month or until she can find something else, and I have to sit here and chew my nails and grind my teeth, and hope I've budgeted correctly, until she does so.

But, that's life. Mom gets to just nod and listen and keep her mouth shut, and not intervene.... unless asked, at this point. Which she won't be. It's like watching a trainwreck in slow motion. One that I've seen many, many times before.

Sigh.

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My little vacation is now over...Tomorrow it is back to the grind..

Ah, Mondays. I just love 'em, don't you?