Snow is awesome up to and not after Christmas Day. Now it is just cold and disheartening. My current mood seems to mirror the weather. I am counting the days until March, although those of us living in the North know, March does not warmer weather make. However it does mean there is a light at the end of the tunnel.
So it has been many moons since I have written anything on here. Not that anyone is waiting with baited breath for this months in coming post. I have never heard of higher education killing anyone but I am starting to wonder. Between work, school, and spawn I barely have time to brush my teeth.
Risser entered the world of the gainfully employed. She is working for a catering company every weekend serving at weddings. This means I have another new job which is waiting until she gets off work at 1-2 a.m. and going to pick her. It is literally 2 blocks away but no way am I letting her walk home at that hour. She is loving not having to ask for spending money and we are loving not having to hand over $50 a week in allowance.
Everything else is staus quo. We had Ralphie's kindergarten parent teacher conference. He is friggen brilliant just as we suspected;). We I suppose this rambling has went on long enough. Until next time...keep on keeping on
Let's say theoretically that a certain nurse turned in their 2 week notice yesterday. When this un-named nurse got to work today they had the Regional Manager and the nurses direct supervisor waiting to have a meeting with the nurse. Let's also say this nurse was written up because of a comment on their Facebook and this nurses entire Facebook was copied and sent to HR. The comment named no names and was something along the lines of abuse of power. No mention of said company nor any of the company's employees. Now the one comment they are taking exception with was posted at 9:30am while waiting on a patient to get home. This comment was posted during working hours, although it was posted by theoretical nurses i-phone. This nurse was *not* in the office nor did they think that their comment was inflammatory, it was really just exasperation with the situation. Now say this write-up just happened to come 2 days after the nurse shared their concerns about management to Human Resources. This nurse feels extremely violated by having their private thoughts and conversations sent to HR. This nurse is also extremely worried that this is some type of retaliation. This nurse also happens to be freaking out and does not know what to do. Has anyone on the whole internet ever had to deal with this? Any advice? You know so I can let *my friend* know.....
*This was originally written 2 weeks ago because I got paranoid and took it down in case Big Brother is watching. Anyone have any ideas on how *my friend* might get her personal information out of her personnel file?
Well at least her business cards did. Aunt Becky from http://mommywantsvodka.psys.org/ , one of my all time favorite bloggers, had a contest of sorts involving her business cards. I spent way too much time on this with mediocre results. I have also come to the conclusion that I really need a hobby besides taking bad pictures of a bloggers business card. So without further ado; I present to you:
PS. You may have to click on the picture to read the captions:)
Aunt Becky's business card goes to
<---------------This is a painting that was on the wall of a patient I was seeing. Now listen I am a nurse and think I am fairly evolved that a penis does not send me into a fit of girlish giggles. However my patient sat right in front of this painting so it appeared that this nekkid gentleman's penis was coming right out of my patients ear. I added the flowers since we are a family friendly website so you may have to use your imagination. I don't believe I heard much of what my patient had to say as I was trying to figure out what the hell the man in the painting was trying to do. Is he looking at his toenails? Stretching naked? Naked carpentry? I sent this picture to my friends and some of the suggestions were hilarious. I finally broke down and asked my patient the story behind the painting. It was very banal and I am sorry I asked. I preferred the stories my friends and I made up. What do you all think the man in the painting is doing?
Does this look like the face of a safe conscientious driver? I certainly hope so, since this child will be driving on a road near you pending the passing of her permit test. Never fear I will be right beside her supporting (read: freaking out and probably yelling) her and guiding her to good driving. God help us all.
You have been *warned*
Sometimes your the leg.*
Lately I have been the leg.....
*Yes that is my leg.
That is my Boss's dog
Yes she brings the dog to the office and
Yes it has a fetish for my legs
Yes I know you want to be me
No dogs were harmed during the taking of this picture, my psyche however may never recover
