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Bitching

Today I bitch. I bitched about this, that, and the other thing. Some things in particular I bitched about included:

Why in God's name can't the people in my unit learn to do things the right way after having been taught and taught and taught how it's supposed to be done? Every time we tell them how to do it, they will automatically go back to doing things the way they were doing them before. In one ear and out the other. This job is NOT rocket science. It's really the easiest job in the entire universe, and I like it because I can spend most of my day writing in my head or listening to CDs to review. I just don't understand people who don't understand.

The Republicans of this state are complaining that a picture of the Governor appears on billboards advertising Arizona tourism, calling it "obvious campaigning." Funny, I haven't heard a word out of them about the fact that Governor Arnie appears in State of California tourism commercials.

@#$!$%@^#@$%^# cellphones. 'Nuff said.

Self-pity bitching: Today an email went out announcing a birthday breakfast next week for Dan, but not a word about my birthday, which is two days before his (birthdays are always a highlight for monthly events at my office).

Why does this stupid country always punish the innocent to take down the guilty? I apparently have to reconcile myself to always having a sinus headache because I can't walk into a store and buy perfectly legal sinus medication because some idiot yahoos use it to make dangerous drugs. Yes, I'll admit "meth=bad." No doubt. But I'm sure there's an easier way to go about preventing it than making allergy sufferers into criminals (wait, no... not easier. This is easy because they don't actually have to DO anything, like catch the bad guys. But BETTER). Every time I have asked at a pharmacy for the pseudoephedrine of my choice, I get an annoyed look from a harried pharmacy assistant and either grudging assistance or a "we don't carry that kind" in a brusque manner. I like being able to buy my medication off the shelf, as I always have, in one or two boxes at a time. I like the new stuff (phenylephrine) okay, that can't be made into something dangerous (yet), but it doesn't work as well nor does it come in handy 12-hour dosages. All that's left is getting photographed and fingerprinted, and that's to buy something which is legal and only POTENTIALLY dangerous in the wrong hands. Addendum: The spell check on LJ thinks "phenylephrine" should be "flavoring." :)

They don't make us sign a log when we buy alcohol, and that's ALREADY something dangerous in the wrong hands (and often in the "right" hands).

Did ANYONE ever have a soda machine in grade school? We certainly didn't. I remember when I was six or seven, the very first time I actually finished a whole can by myself. There wasn't a soda machine in school until high school. These kids today! We had a choice of milk or water, and that was it (and it was water from the drinking fountain, too, no fancy imported bottles). And we walked to school... uphill both ways... blah blah blah.

Lest anyone think my life is all complaining, I will say that the re-issue of David Allan Coe's "Penitentiary Blues" is totally awesome.

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wildrider
Aug. 18th, 2005 12:21 pm (UTC)
Glad to be of service. ;)
typographer
Aug. 18th, 2005 04:11 pm (UTC)
What is it about office birthdays lately?

Everyone (okay, not everyone, probably about a person a week for a few weeks now) seem to be having their birthdays missed/ignored at work. There's some kind of conspiracy, I tell ya!
wildrider
Aug. 19th, 2005 12:19 am (UTC)
Must be!

Tomorrow is a "goodie day," but since it hasn't been phrased as a "birthday," people even asked what I'm bringing.

A conspiracy, indeed!
sillymagpie
Aug. 18th, 2005 07:23 pm (UTC)
Why in God's name can't the people in my unit learn to do things the right way after having been taught and taught

Well, they could be passive-aggressive and ignore instructions they don't like. Or they could be dumb.

Self-pity bitching:

My suggestions are to get some quality sulking done, then make an offhand comment about your birthday plans for next week around your manager. If that doesn't work, I advise more sulking.

Why does this stupid country always punish the innocent to take down the guilty?

I haven't had trouble getting sinus meds yet, so I must not be getting the ones with pseudoephedrine. Or I've been lucky. My only complaint is that it's getting hard to find regular antihistamine, since they're starting to package daytime cold remedies with the "nighttime" cold remedies. I don't care if it makes me drowsy, it makes my sinuses stop reacting. Meh. :/

Did ANYONE ever have a soda machine in grade school?

I don't think we even had one in high school. We got our snacks from the walk-up cafeteria window.

wildrider
Aug. 19th, 2005 12:25 am (UTC)
It's either stupidity or a complete inability to think outside of a straight black line. "But I was trained to do it this way." "Well, now we do it this way." "I thought we were supposed to do it that way." "Things changed. There was a meeting about it." Etc.

My boss knows it's my birthday, there's the campus Birthday Lunch tomorrow, and he even said "Kathy and I are the only August birthdays so we'll be going" at the meeting today. So I know at least HE remembered, even if the rest of the unit didn't.

So far the pseudoephedrine tablets packaged with antihistimines of any kind or analgesics are still on the front shelves, but if it's plain decongestant, without any other medication, it's behind the counter now; and the anti-meth folks are trying to get ALL the cold medication with pseudoephedrine off shelves, even the Nyquil types (although apparently you can't make meth with the liquigels). Punish the innocent.
nutmeg3
Aug. 21st, 2005 12:27 am (UTC)
I'm sorry about the birthday thing. That sucks.

This whole soda machine kerfuffle amazes me. We had water fountains. End of story. Admittedly, I'm old. I had to walk through waist-high snow in my bare feet and do my homework by firelight, but still... Spoiled brats, as near as I can tell.
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