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Grrr! That woman!
I had today off... necessary since I had to take Emily to the doctor for her med check up.
I started out by taking her to school and having the conference that I didn't have Thursday... her teacher is going to make sure that everything gets into her bag and goes home with her. Embarrassing for her, to be treated like a first grader, but what else can be done?
Then I went to the post office (man, do I owe them cookies!) and got fussed at. Not for having so many packages but for skipping Friday and Saturday. (You don't call, you don't write... where were you?) While processing packages, I explained that I wouldn't be coming by nearly as often any more... which seemed to make my people sad.
Good heavens, was it really all that? I guess it was...
Then I returned my recalled White Rabbit candy and went to lunch with 80s where a good time was had by all. He was in fine form today and kept making me laugh.
Run back to school and pick up Emily and get her to the doctor. Dr changed her meds to 30mg of Vyvanse starting tomorrow and we'll see how it works. While we were there, I ran into the other front desk person from Sarah's office who is still there. I burbled about how well life was going for me and she grumbled about hers.
Then to Arby's to pick up dinner, at Em's request.
Then back to the doctor because we forgot to give Emily her flu shot. As it turns out, she got the nasal inoculation so "shot" is a misnomer.
We took a turn by 80s house to drop off something he inadvertently left in my car and then to my work to fill Em's new script and activate the "free 30 days" card they gave me since insurance wouldn't pay for it without Dr calling them first. If it works well, she'll call next week.
Then home to get Emily started on a huge pile of homework due to getting her out of school early.
In the middle of this, Sarah calls wanting to know why it was necessary to tell everyone I met that knows her just how happy I am and how much less stress I am under. After pointing out to her that I am happy and less stressed...and having her reiterate that I was 'talking down about her' and she 'always treated you well' and 'I thought we had a relationship' and some chomping about how little notice I gave her, I told her 'Sarah, it's not always all about you.' Which set her off even more... beginning with "F*ck you." To which I responded "Good evening, Sarah" and hung up.
WTF? What on earth is she thinking? Does she really think she is better than me that she should call me after almost a year and still expect me to play nice-y nice? This is exactly why my current job is so much less stressful. No one at work would dream of calling me at home to discuss something I said in a public place that they thought might reflect badly on them personally. Good God, lady, get laid and get a LIFE... that isn't mine!
Rather fortunately for all concerned, Emily got her homework done... neatly, quickly and well... and I got a PM from my switch witch to let me know who she is and that her planned final package is going to be late. I don't care, knowing who she is... and finding out just at that moment... was the tonic I needed against Toxic Sarah.
I had today off... necessary since I had to take Emily to the doctor for her med check up.
I started out by taking her to school and having the conference that I didn't have Thursday... her teacher is going to make sure that everything gets into her bag and goes home with her. Embarrassing for her, to be treated like a first grader, but what else can be done?
Then I went to the post office (man, do I owe them cookies!) and got fussed at. Not for having so many packages but for skipping Friday and Saturday. (You don't call, you don't write... where were you?) While processing packages, I explained that I wouldn't be coming by nearly as often any more... which seemed to make my people sad.
Good heavens, was it really all that? I guess it was...
Then I returned my recalled White Rabbit candy and went to lunch with 80s where a good time was had by all. He was in fine form today and kept making me laugh.
Run back to school and pick up Emily and get her to the doctor. Dr changed her meds to 30mg of Vyvanse starting tomorrow and we'll see how it works. While we were there, I ran into the other front desk person from Sarah's office who is still there. I burbled about how well life was going for me and she grumbled about hers.
Then to Arby's to pick up dinner, at Em's request.
Then back to the doctor because we forgot to give Emily her flu shot. As it turns out, she got the nasal inoculation so "shot" is a misnomer.
We took a turn by 80s house to drop off something he inadvertently left in my car and then to my work to fill Em's new script and activate the "free 30 days" card they gave me since insurance wouldn't pay for it without Dr calling them first. If it works well, she'll call next week.
Then home to get Emily started on a huge pile of homework due to getting her out of school early.
In the middle of this, Sarah calls wanting to know why it was necessary to tell everyone I met that knows her just how happy I am and how much less stress I am under. After pointing out to her that I am happy and less stressed...and having her reiterate that I was 'talking down about her' and she 'always treated you well' and 'I thought we had a relationship' and some chomping about how little notice I gave her, I told her 'Sarah, it's not always all about you.' Which set her off even more... beginning with "F*ck you." To which I responded "Good evening, Sarah" and hung up.
WTF? What on earth is she thinking? Does she really think she is better than me that she should call me after almost a year and still expect me to play nice-y nice? This is exactly why my current job is so much less stressful. No one at work would dream of calling me at home to discuss something I said in a public place that they thought might reflect badly on them personally. Good God, lady, get laid and get a LIFE... that isn't mine!
Rather fortunately for all concerned, Emily got her homework done... neatly, quickly and well... and I got a PM from my switch witch to let me know who she is and that her planned final package is going to be late. I don't care, knowing who she is... and finding out just at that moment... was the tonic I needed against Toxic Sarah.
