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Happy New Year

Tis the season

The only decorations I have up this year are the cards I’ve received. They’re all taped to my door. I haven’t felt all that festive this season. Over at Fem Central they offered up the writing prompt for December of, “What don’t like about the holidays.” If you’re interested you can read what I wrote as posted on Wednesday.

In the past I’d hang decorations and trim my tree in an attempt to push away the bad feelings. This year I’ve decided there are no good feelings and no bad feelings. They are what they are and it’s important we accept them, feel all of them. If we keep repressing our feelings because they are “bad” they’ll just consume us. So, I’m going to allow myself to feel a little bit down, a little lonely. I’m going to embrace the sadness of missing my parents,  brother, and sister because I know that sadness could never exist if I had never felt their love. It’s by loving them and knowing how they love me that this sadness is here.

This year I vow to take comfort in the peace this solitude brings me, feel the sadness of loss and separation, and celebrate the love of my family and friends.

Happy Holidays everyone! My the new year bring you many joys and lots of love.

Working for a living

I had heard that what you do on the first day of the new year is a signal of what you’ll be doing all year long. Well, I started off the day very well, sleeping in a bit, starting a lazy morning hanging with my friends. It would have been the most beautiful day if I had just ended it there.

Unfortunately I had to go to work at the retail job. Starting your year working, is a good thing. But by 2pm the day had turned to shit. The girl scheduled to be the cashier for the evening was a no-call/no-show. Well….she called….but at like 5pm. 3 hours AFTER she was meant to start. Since I was the only person other than the manager trained to work the register, I was the cashier for the evening. So my department (apparel – which is like half the store) was the biggest trash heap of the new decade.  And the guys working the floor did very little to keep up with it while I rang on the register for 4 hours non-stop (yeah, I didn’t get a lunch break.)

So I just want to say this, if you have a job, whether it is working retail or at a factory for minimum wage, helping a friend for free, at a company where they pay you a full on salary, or whatever… You have a responsibility not only to the employer, but the other employees to show up and do the job they have chosen to employ you to do. If you feel this job isn’t worthy of you, then quit so they can hire someone who will bother to show up. I don’t care if you just didn’t feel like coming in,  if your car was stolen, if you’re really sick or if you’re still too high to show up. When you know you’re not coming in you call and tell them. You give them PLENTY of time to find someone else. You don’t make them track your ass down through other employees, because you’ve changed your number. In this age of cell phones, even if your phone was stolen or dead, you can find a phone to call on.  If your car REALLY was stolen, then you knew HOURS before you were scheduled that you  wouldn’t make it in. Hell, the house you were staying in had people with phones and possibly even a land line to call your employer with to say, “dude, my car was stolen, I’m in the city I wont be in.” If you’re old enough to own a car, you’re old enough to act like a responsible adult, especially where your job is concerned.

You may live with Mommy & Daddy, but you are old enough to be employed, own a car and drink… be old enough to take responsibility for your actions so that you don’t screw other people over.

Yeah…. happy new year…. I’m starting it off pissed…. thanks a lot you self absorbed child…

2010 and the sickness

So sick

Ungh… I got to spend my new year with Michael Westen, Sam Axe and Fiona Glenanne. That’s right I was home on New Years Eve watching the Burn Notice marathon. Oh, don’t get me wrong, I had several party invitations. It’s just that I was horribly sick all week long. On Wednesday I was determined to make myself well so I could attend my dear friend Kate’s birthday party for New Years. I knew it would be a wonderful time and I haven’t seen her in much too long. I was certain I’d be better by Thursday. However, by about 3pm on Wednesday a new and very unpleasant symptom emerged. I was hopeful it was just something I ate that did not agree with me, but as I tried to figure out what it could have been that I’d eaten I realized that I haven’t eaten much of anything that could disagree with me. Chicken soup, chicken pot-pie, toast, crackers, applesauce…. none of these things could cause THAT. Then yet another night of non-stop coughing in bed until 4am. Giving up and sitting on the couch until 8am and finally falling asleep for 2 uninterrupted hours of sleep. Yeah, Thursday morning I just knew going anywhere would be a very bad idea indeed. Fortunately Michael and Sam were on to keep me entertained. I flipped to BBC America in time to catch Graham Norton’s New Year’s Eve show, followed by his two Dr Who specials. I caught a glimpse of Dick Clark (he does not look well) and then saw Janet Davies count down to the new year in Chicago. All the while coughing and hacking up a lung or two.

Allow me to tell you how NOT to get sick. Don’t leave your house…EVER. Don’t let anyone from outside into your house. Hose everything down with Lysol before it enters your home. And for God’s sake, if you see any children, RUN! FLEE! They are walking Petri dishes of germs and sickness! I was doing so well until I went out and became social the past two weeks. Never again will I leave my home, it’s just not safe out there.

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