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yesterday, upon finding out that i don't think i want kids, a co-worker actually told me to "just be a surrogate for someone so you can feel how amazing it is."
this is awful advice. while i would do it all over again for my son, i would never actually want to be pregnant ever again in my life.
i had horrible heartburn. i threw up over every little smell, EVEN NON-SCENTED LOTION WAS TOO MUCH TO STOMACH. i had a kidney stone at 13 weeks bc apparently that happens a lot when people get pregnant and had to be hospitalized for a week. i had gestational diabetes and had to monitor my sugars and what i ate. i had the worst food cravings. i was anemic before the birth process and even more so bc I needed a c-section. let's not even discuss the whole c-section process and recovery. i peed myself a few times while pregnant bc i just couldn't get to the bathroom quick enough. ALSO ONCE BC I SNEEZED. i literally got up 5 times at night to go pee. i couldn't sleep and get comfortable and spent most of my nights on cafemom.com with my other pregnant friends.
If you read any of that and decided pregnancy sounded amazing, then let me offer this last little bit of advice to sway you.............
Do you know how many men are out there that have pregnancy fetishes? I have never been approached by so many men in my life as when I was pregnant. They knew I was married (at the time) and even felt comfortable enough to tell me they had a thing for pregnant women. I'm not saying this happened once or twice... this happened A LOT.
And the people that want to rub your stomach without asking...............
note: i know SOME people love pregnancy and the whole experience but mine was awful. I would never want to the do that again. maybe i'm selfish but pregnancy was rough on me. i don't recommend it to people unless it's something you REALLY want to do. And I hate when people tell me "you say that now but just wait until the right guy comes along" and I just smile but I'm up front with new guys... I DON'T WANT ANYMORE KIDS.
Somewhere buried in the morning prayers made by Orthodox Jews is a phrase akin to "praise god, who did not make me a woman." For a long time this rubbed me the wrong way. But after reading your post, I think they are on to something.
Why in fuck's name would I ever need to see this email in my inbox? What is wrong with people?
"On a couple of occasions a used band aid was found in the ice machine amongst the ice. Please take care when retrieving ice from the machine. Gloves have been provided for you to wear should you have a band aid on your hand or fingers. The gloves are located on the stand, that is next to the ice machine, beside the ice scooper. Thank you!"
Why in fuck's name would I ever need to see this email in my inbox? What is wrong with people?
"On a couple of occasions a used band aid was found in the ice machine amongst the ice. Please take care when retrieving ice from the machine. Gloves have been provided for you to wear should you have a band aid on your hand or fingers. The gloves are located on the stand, that is next to the ice machine, beside the ice scooper. Thank you!"
Why in fuck's name would I ever need to see this email in my inbox? What is wrong with people?
"On a couple of occasions a used band aid was found in the ice machine amongst the ice. Please take care when retrieving ice from the machine. Gloves have been provided for you to wear should you have a band aid on your hand or fingers. The gloves are located on the stand, that is next to the ice machine, beside the ice scooper. Thank you!"
Why in fuck's name would I ever need to see this email in my inbox? What is wrong with people?
"On a couple of occasions a used band aid was found in the ice machine amongst the ice. Please take care when retrieving ice from the machine. Gloves have been provided for you to wear should you have a band aid on your hand or fingers. The gloves are located on the stand, that is next to the ice machine, beside the ice scooper. Thank you!"
yesterday, upon finding out that i don't think i want kids, a co-worker actually told me to "just be a surrogate for someone so you can feel how amazing it is."
I don't get how people think this is at all appropriate. My work partner got told by a supervisor that she should volunteer with children since she didn't have any of her own.
In the 2 months my husband and I have been married we've been berated with questions about having children. We have been living together for 6 years, but its like the minute that ring goes on your finger people have deemed it appropriate to inquire into whether or not we're trying for children (which to me is the equivalent of asking about our sex life). Its invasive and awkward (and neither of us want children for AT LEAST 5 years). ITS NO ONES DAMN BUSINESS!! argh, rant over
I wanna be "woohoo Its Bonnaroo week!!!" But my boss is being a complete micro manager and suffocating the hell out of me wanting constant project updates. I gave an update on Friday. I have a life and didnt work over the weekend so take my update from Friday and change the date on the top to today.
Also, in our meeting Friday I asked for some space and time to start working on some large scale projects I have coming due the middle of July. I specifically pleaded to stop giving me busy work that the other lower level engineers could complete. This morning I spent 2 hours working on busy, meaningless work. Still haven't had time to even think about the large projects yet. This on top of moving 3 days after I get back from Roo I havent even been able to enjoy the anticipation for Roo and Im scared being such a perfectionist and leaving Wednesday morning nowhere near where I need to be, Im going to spend time that I should be using on the farm to have fun and re energize worrying about work/moving stuff.
I wanna be "woohoo Its Bonnaroo week!!!" But my boss is being a complete micro manager and suffocating the hell out of me wanting constant project updates. I gave an update on Friday. I have a life and didnt work over the weekend so take my update from Friday and change the date on the top to today.
Also, in our meeting Friday I asked for some space and time to start working on some large scale projects I have coming due the middle of July. I specifically pleaded to stop giving me busy work that the other lower level engineers could complete. This morning I spent 2 hours working on busy, meaningless work. Still haven't had time to even think about the large projects yet. This on top of moving 3 days after I get back from Roo I havent even been able to enjoy the anticipation for Roo and Im scared being such a perfectionist and leaving Wednesday morning nowhere near where I need to be, Im going to spend time that I should be using on the farm to have fun and re energize worrying about work/moving stuff.
Right here with you. Work has been stressing me out so much lately. Work stress is probably part of the reason I can't seem to get well. And I have something due to our customer on Thursday... the day we're leaving for Roo. I've been busting my butt to get it in early but my supervisor seems unconcerned with my level of urgency.
Post by bradynoesbest on Jun 10, 2015 8:57:28 GMT -5
Guys, I work at the front desk of a pretty swanky hotel and I'm pushing my 8th day in a row just to have off for Roo. I have lost all faith in humanity.
Fun Tip: If you ever want to eternally frustrate a front desk worker at a hotel, just walk up to them and strictly utter these words and nothing else "I'm a diamond member..." and just stare at them.
I DON'T KNOW WHAT YOU WANT AND I DON'T CARE.
"Fun" story: Me: "How many keys would you like for your room, sir?" Guest: "Just one...unless you want to make one for yourself." Me: *swallows bile* "I don't. Goodbye."
"Fun" story: Guest is enraged with the parking manager because there is a vehicle double parked in a spot...there are plenty of other places to park but the guest is demanding free valet service. GTFO.
"Fun" story: Guest: "I'm a platinum member with the Marriott. Will my status transfer to this hotel?" (ps: I don't work at a Marriott or any affiliate of them. So no. No it will not.)
Last one for today: We have actually had a guest call down to the front desk asking my colleague if she wanted to come upstairs and shower with him. He was promptly removed.
Lesson: Have respect and courtesy for any poor soul working in a service industry (hotels, servers, customer support, etc.). But mostly remember they can make your life hell if they have enough cause. Or not enough fucks.
Fun Tip: If you ever want to eternally frustrate a front desk worker at a hotel, just walk up to them and strictly utter these words and nothing else "I'm a diamond member..." and just stare at them.
I DON'T KNOW WHAT YOU WANT AND I DON'T CARE.
The #1 way to know if a customer is going to be a pain in the ass:
The start the conversation with "I shop here all the time."
Fun Tip: If you ever want to eternally frustrate a front desk worker at a hotel, just walk up to them and strictly utter these words and nothing else "I'm a diamond member..." and just stare at them.
I DON'T KNOW WHAT YOU WANT AND I DON'T CARE.
The #1 way to know if a customer is going to be a pain in the ass:
The start the conversation with "I shop here all the time."
I'm going to write a book once I leave that place. I'm either hit on or treated like an idiot. No faith in humanity left. I expect Roo to restore that.
Post by NothingButFlowers on Jun 11, 2015 15:24:34 GMT -5
We went to a writing seminar a few weeks ago, and the lady who led it said we should mostly eliminate the word "that" from our writing. For some reason, those who have more authority than me have latched on to this particular piece of advice and are just indiscriminately removing the word "that" from sentences without any apparent regard for whether the sentence continues to make sense once the "that" is removed.
I know I really can't complain since I got 3 days off after Roo, but I'm so not motivated to go back. And actually, I guess it was 3.5 days since I'm in at 12:30 today instead of the usual 8:30.
I totally haven't experienced any Bonnablues this year until today when the realization of work set in.
I just really want to throw something at the wall and storm out of here in a huff right now.
It must be really bad to make someone as level headed and cool as you feel this way! Hope you're able to go outside and get a tea or take a walk or something.
I just really want to throw something at the wall and storm out of here in a huff right now.
It must be really bad to make someone as level headed and cool as you feel this way! Hope you're able to go outside and get a tea or take a walk or something.
I'm just so frustrated because I'm getting sloppy work from people who have way too much education and experience to be turning in work that is this level of sloppy, which then puts me in the position of having to explain to the people generating this work (some of whom are senior to me and have authority over whether or not I continue to work in this job) exactly what is wrong with the work that they have produced and why they need to change it.
So as if I wasn't already irritated enough at the prospect of returning to work...I check my paystub for tomorrow's paycheck and because we don't have a branch manager right now, my vacation time never got input into the system. Sooo, my paycheck is half of what it normally is. Sent an email to my regional manager explaining that I'm in a panic because I have bills schedule to come out that total more than the half paycheck I'm slated to get, and she's out of the office for the rest of the week.
Before I even got to work, I spilled food on myself, Coke on myself TWICE, and forgot where I was driving to two different times. Today was seriously just not meant to be. Next year, I'm taking the entire week after Bonnaroo off, haha.
