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[Plucky]

Whew Moira,
I'm glad you could vent.  I know you are going through a lot of stress and residual pain from your mother, but what pops out at me is your ability to take constructive action to defend yourself and get out of there.   I bet you would not have done so well in the past.   I bet it is just that much worse because of your mother.  But now it is just one of those awful life experiences that you wil get through and get past.   It will tire you but not destroy you.  Congratulations.
Plucky

[wally]

Damn Moira, you got a battle brewin,

There is not a consistent thread to hi jack on this board Ref. "Subject re: Anything", I know you know that I was just being a dork.  ummmmmmmmmmm...........are you sure you like the union life?  Sounds like you might be investigating a less toxic atmosphere, there are so many avenues in your field.  And as for Bi-polar being a reason not to work there, uh, yea, okay.........then if a doctor gets cancer they should change fields huh?  Perhaps your boss reminds you of your mother because she is your mother.  Fight back but, know that in union situations its all about the hats.  Unless your trying to make history, it may be more beneficial to your own sanity to make a lateral move, maybe not, maybe the fight is what is keeping you there.  I myself am not a tattoo person, but I am also not vegetarian, but if that what floats others boats well then run with it.  Some peoples only life is other peoples, pretty sure that your boss has a secure enough future that she/he can make your life a living hell and get away with it with enough alabis.  Again, the N world. 
     If your gonna take on the fight well then you need to make some friends with hats.  Use the union to the hilt, as this is what they are for.  Know that their living hell is that they cannot control you, even if you sit down with them everyday to show that your stuff is straight this will bug the crap out of them even more to know that your functioning okay within their hell.  If you win the fight, well then it will be well worth the effort, I hope that you understand that your gonna take some scratches and bites, but stay on you feet and keep dancing and later you can brag about the battle scars.

Wally

[Moira]

Hi all! Thanks Wally and Plucky for the support! Am feeling pretty good at the heart of things regarding all this shite. interesting developmetn today. All I can say is that H.R. and management are idiots who have no clue how a union works or what they've just done for me actually! The supervisor of the project I went to for three months who wasn't happy i was"out" about having a mental illness- don't get me wrong! i don't have this on a T shirt or anything. I'm honest about it and did speak about it with some of the nurses i worked with who were all cool with it- the supervisor wasn't though)- just " coincidentally"  e mailed my probationary evaluation. Needless to say, it was horrific and according to her, I violated every ethical and professional standard of nursing! The fun bits for me is that her allegations are all bullshit and easily proved as such. In fact, I now have in my possession, written support refuting everything she's alleged from five of the six women I worked with. The allegations came from one woman who didn't like me who then went to the supervisor- who was also less than my number 1 fan! It is crystal clear that her feedback is entirely personal and has nothing whatsoever to do with me professionally! I still can't believe this woman actually put this on paper not knowing that she in effect is helping me and shooting her self and her higher ups in the foot!!!! As for me skedaddling outta here- you betcha- I'm gone! Writing on the walll is pretty clear and i don't wear glasses for nothing! Time for me to skate off to quieter pastures where i can do my job, make my clients my focus and not bullshit toxic politics! I derive little satisfaction these days from my taking management on and being a staff poster girl for mental illness sitting on the other side of the proverbial desk! I have every intention of minding my p's and q's, being non reactionary in a  Zen like manner! , keeping my dignity and my reputation intact. I have worked in mental health in the community for 20 years and have always had an excellent impecable professional reputation. Sure, lots of people out there may not care for me personally but they can't fault my work or that I am a fearless advocate for my clients. I am sick and tired to being bullied and discriminated against and am not fond of being bent over the proverbial desk- with no lube!!!!! Hee hee!!! couldn't resist a wee bit of irreverence!! I know in my heart of hearts that there is a lesson for me here- there is a reason why the job I left for didn't work out and why I ended up back here. I also know with confidence that I will move on soon and into a place where i will be respected and can once again resume my practice with my focus on serving my clients- not spending all day with my head up my ass documenting and strategising how to protect myself from bullshit! And yeah, the last two supervisors ARE my N mother!!!! Exactly the same treatment and abuse! Get back in that grave, mom!!! AAARRRGGGGHHH!!!!!!! Thanks for the suppoprt again and I hope everyone has a great weekend. I'm off to the Queen Charlotte Islands- live in B.C. Canada. The Charlottes area a mystical, magical incredibly beautiful and spiritual place- many abandoned Haida villages. Breathtaking scenery and wildlife. Am getting on a sailboat in 2 hours and taking off. Will definately come back with recharged batteries! It's a full moon tonight and it's crisp and clear and cold- a beautiful night to be out on the ocean enjoying God's creations! Sending light to all, Moira

[Sela]

Hi everyone:

Thankyou all so much for your kind thoughts and words to me and for all of the positive pictures you painted......which reminded me to think of.

Wally....such a great and good picture.....of the sun coming out through the clouds.  And true too, thankyou.
Hoppy....for your warm thoughts and H&H, likewise and big hug and good wishes.  I picture you both like good friends...neighbours....at my door, right away...to help.  Thankyou, you did.
Brigid.....what a lovely idea you gave me to think about....an angel on my shoulder.  Thanks for that and for more hugs.
And Moira......oh I am imagining a special tree in that magical place you spoke of......and what my cousin would say to know you included her in your thoughts when planting it.  She would probably laugh and tell you not to break your back shovelling!  But she would also appreciate your generous gift, as I do.  Thankyou Moira.

Our trip was very good going up....clear roads and we made very good time.  Once there, it began to storm..and I mean storm!!  We went first to the funeral home and when we came out to leave....the snow was up above the door bottoms of my vehicle.  About a foot, at least.....had fallen in 4 hours!!  We had to drive about 45 miles from there to where we were staying......and the roads were treacherous!!!  I was quite terrified (and I'm not usually like that...but this was really wicked!!).  I'm so thankful my husband drove.  It was so scary.....just to ride (mostly because I know what's on the other side of those low guard rails, on those bends, in the highway.....and lot's of times......it's a few hundred feet down, nothing but rocks and rivers.  There is very little chance, if any, of survival if you miss a curve and go through the guard rail!  But my husband kept 'er on the road like a pro!!  And him never having driven up north like that before!!).

There we soooooo many people at the wake and funeral.  In such weather!!  There would have been more, I bet, had it been clear, safe driving.  My cousin was very well loved and had so many friends!  She will be dearly missed.  I will really miss her.

Coming home was ok until about 1/2 way.  Then, we ran into snow squalls and a very greasy part of the road, where a big accident had taken place.  Then later, behind the snow plow....we had a hard time every time we passed an open area (no trees or rocks)......where the wind took hold of all the snow he was plowing and sent it swirling and blinding us....no fun.

But we made it home safe...it took 7 hours, which really isn't bad at all.  I'm so tired though, and really not ready to do Christmas.  Thankyou all so much for your good thoughts and wishes and all your very positive energy.  It's so nice to come back and read what you've all written.  I feel your support and caring.  Thankyou all!

Moira:  Please don't ever worry about highjacking this thread.  It's impossible to do that.  You can write about anything here.

I'm very impressed with the way you are handling the situation at work.  I will keep you in my prayers....that a wonderful job, where people will appreciate your skills and dedication....will come along for you, and that in the mean time, those you work with...will get off your back.

((((((((all)))))))

  Sela

[Healing&Hopeful]

Hi Sela

Glad to hear your home safe and sound.  Your journey sounds quite frightening, but glad to hear your husband drove.  And glad to hear that the funeral was good and lots of your cousins friends and family managed to make it.

Take care

H&H xx

[Moira]

Sela! Good you're back safe and sound. Thanks for your support and prayers! Just wanted to say Merry Christmas- if you celebrate it. Today is my last day of work till January 11th and I'm soooo relieved!!!!Also today is winter solstice- I don't do the happy birthday baby jesus thing( oops! Damn irreverence again! Hee hee!)- and being Wiccan- this is a very special day for me. Ah...light! It's a beautiful thing! I mentioned that for solstice part of my ritual includes one for the dead and I will include your cousing in it. Thinking of you and yours and sending healing and peace- Moira.

[Sela]

Thanks Moira!!

Yes....I celebrate Christmas!

Hope you enjoy the holidays.....especially your time off!!

All the best in 2006!

  Sela

[Plucky]

Hi Sela,
glad you're back!  Sounds like you cousin had a brilliant sendoff.
Hope you can still enjoy the hols.
Plucky

[Sela]

Hey thanks H&H and Plucky.  Yep.  Bound on enjoying life after the passing of my cousin.

Sometimes life seems like one big elevator ride.  Up and down and stop and go and on and off.
Speaking of which:



 Things To Do In An Elevator (some of these may be dangerous so use discretion eh):

1) When there's only one other person in the elvator, tap them
on the shoulder and then pretend it wasn't you.

2) Push the buttons and pretend they give you a shock. Smile,
and go back for more.

3) Ask if you can push the button for other people, but push the
wrong ones.

4) Call the Psychic Hotline from your cell phone and ask if they
know what floor your on.

5) Hold the doors open and say your waiting for a friend. After
a while, let the doors close, and say, "Hi Greg. How's your day
been?"

6) Drop a pen and wait until someone goes to pick it up, then
scream, "That's mine!"

7) Bring a camera and take pictures of everyone in the elevator.

Move your desk into the elevator and whenever anyone gets on,
ask if they have an apointment.

9) Lay down the twister mat and ask people if they would like to
play.

10) Leave a box in the corner, and when someone gets on, ask
them if they can hear ticking.

11) Pretend you are a flight attendant and review emergency
procedures and exits with the passengers.

12) Ask, "Did you feel that?"

13) Stand really close to someone, sniffing them occasionally.

14) When the doors close, announce to the others, "It's okay,
don't panic, they open again!"

15) Swat at flies that don't exist.

16) Tell people that you can see their aura.

17) Call out, "Group Hug!"and then enforce it.

18) Grimace painfully while smacking your forehead and
muttering, "Shut up, all of you, just shut up!"

19) Crack open your briefcase or purse, and while peering
inside, ask, "Got enough air in there?"

20) Stand silently and motionless in the corner, facing the
wall, without getting off.

21) Stare at another passenger for a while, then announce in
horror, "Your one of THEM!" and back away slowly.

22) Wear a puppet on your hand and use it to talk to the other
passengers.

23) Listen to the elevator walls with your stethoscope.

24) Make explosion noises when anyone presses a button.

25) Stare, grinning at another passenger for a while, then
announce, "I have new socks on".

26) Draw a little square on the floor with chalk and announce to
the other passnegers, "This is MY personal space!"

 
  Sela

[Sela]

Been reading and found these:

"LOS ANGELES TIMES, October 8:

People of northwestern Montana have been advised to be on the lookout for drunken bears. Black bears and grizzlies have been congregating along the tracks of the Burlington Northern railroad tracks, where a train carrying hundreds of tons of corn derailed some time ago. The corn has fermented, and the aroma is attracting the bears. "The bears are actually intoxicated up there," said wildlife biologist Loren Hicks. And a grizzly with a hangover can be cross as a bear."


Hahahahaha!!  As ifffffffffff grizzlies aren't already cross enough!!!

"Sthecuse me?  Hath yew stheen my fren aroun here?  Heeths a grithzzly withtha kine ovva lisssp?  It'ths not  usthual ....it'ths justh he'ths been sthucking back furrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrmenthed corrrrrrrrrrn and now he'ths slooooooped!!"

 


A Hunting we shall go

A man buys a brand new Grand Cherokee for $30,000+, and has $400.00+ in monthly payments. He's pretty proud of this rig and gets ahold of his friend to do some male bonding with the new ride. They go duck hunting and of course all the lakes are frozen. These two Atomic Brains go to the lake with their guns, the dog, the beer and of course the new vehicle.

They drive out onto the ice. Now, they want to make some kind of a natural landing area to attract ducks - something the decoys will float on.

Remember it's all ice, and in order to make a hole large enough to interest a flock of ducks - a hole big enough to entice ducks to land, they needed to use a little more than an ice hole drill...

Sooo, out of the back of the brand-new Jeep Grand Cherokee comes a stick of dynamite with a short 40-second fuse. Now to their credit, these two rocket scientists DID take into consideration that if they placed the stick of dynamite on the ice at a location far from where they (and the new Grand Cherokee) would be waiting and ran back quickly, they would risk slipping on the ice as they ran from the imminent explosion and could possibly go up in smoke with the resulting blast. After a little deliberation, they come up with lighting and THROWING the dynamite, which is what they end up doing.

Remember a couple of paragraphs back when I mentioned the vehicle, the beer, the guns AND THE DOG???? Yes, the dog. The driver's pet Black Lab (used for retrieving - especially things thrown by the owner). You guessed it, the dog takes off at a high rate of doggy speed on the ice, reaching the stick of dynamite with the burning 40-second fuse about the time it hits the ice - all to the woe of the two idiots which are now yelling, stomping, waving arms and wondering what the hell to do now...

The dog is happy and now heads back toward the "hunters" with the stick of dynamite securely clamped in his jaws. I think we all can picture the ever-increasing concern on the part of the two less than brilliant dudes, as the loyal Labrador Retriever approaches. The bozos are REALLY waving their arms - roaring even louder and generally feeling kinda panicked... Now finally one of the guys decides to think - something that neither had done before this moment, grabs a shotgun and shoots the dog. This sounds better than it really is, because the shotgun was loaded with #8 duck shot and hardly effective enough to stop a big Black Lab. The dog DID stop for a moment, slightly confused, but then continued on. Another shot, and this time the dog - still standing, became REALLY confused & of course scared...

Thinking that these two Nobel Prize Winners have gone TOTALLY INSANE, the pooch takes off to find cover with a now extremely short fuse still burning on the stick of dynamite. The cover the dogs finds? Underneath the brand new Grand Cherokee worth 30-some thousand dollars the $400.00+ monthly payment vehicle that is sitting nearby on the lake ice.

BOOM! Dog dies, vehicle sinks to bottom of lake, and these two "Co-Leaders of the Academy of Dummies" are left standing there with this "I can't EVEN believe this happened to me" look on their faces. Later, the owner of the vehicle calls his insurance company and is promptly informed that sinking a vehicle in a lake by illegal use of explosives is NOT covered on his policy...He had yet to make his first car payment.

(Which only goes to show that the full potential of fermented corn could yet be harnassed, someday, and most honkin' truck ownin' hunters should read the fine print on their insurance policies before all excursions involving explosives, dogs, ducks and beers).

 

Sela

[Sela]

Thank You!

To those of you who laughed at me, thank you.
Without you I wouldn't have cried.

To those of you who just couldn't love me, thank you.
Without you I wouldn't have known real love.

To those of you who hurt my feelings, thank you.
Without you I wouldn't have felt them.

To those of you who left me lonely, thank you.
Without you I wouldn't have discovered myself.

But it is to those of you who thought I couldn't do it;
It is you I thank the most,
Because without you I wouldn't have tried.
 
Author Unknown

[Sela]

Fishy Story


A man was stopped by a game warden recently.  He was carring two buckets of fish, while leaving a lake well known for good fishing. The game warden asked the man, "Do you have a license to catch those fish?"

The man replied to the game warden, "No, sir. These are my pet fish."

"Pet fish?!" the warden replied.

"Yes, sir. Every day I take these fish down to the lake and let them swim around for a while. Then I whistle and they jump back into their buckets, and I take 'em home."

"That's a bunch of hooey! Fish don't do that!"

The man looked at the game warden for a moment, and then said, "Here, I'll show you. It really works."

"O.K. I've GOT to see this!" the game warden replied.

The man walked to the lake, poured the fish into the water, and then stood and waited. After several minutes, the game warden turned to the man and said, "Well?"

"Well, what?" the man asked.

"When are you going to call them back?" the game warden prompted.

"Call who back?" the man asked.

"The FISH."

"What fish?" the man asked.

[Hopalong]

All right now, Miss Sela.

We're gonna have to sic PETA on you if you keep slaughtering puppy dogs and little fishies!

 

Hops

[Sela]

Ok......this one's not related to doggies or fishes much at all.

It's an early birthday gift from my friend (Thanks so much!).



Once again, The Washington Post has published the winning submissions to its
yearly contest, in which readers are asked to supply alternate meanings for
common words.

The winners are:

1. Coffee (n.), the person upon whom one coughs.



2. Flabbergasted (adj.), appalled over how much weight you have gained.



3. Abdicate (v.), to give up all hope of ever having a flat stomach.



4. Esplanade (v.), to attempt an explanation while drunk.



5. Willy-nilly (adj.), impotent.



6. Negligent (adj.), describes a condition in which you absent-mindedly
answer the door in your nightgown.



7. Lymph (v.), to walk with a lisp.



8. Gargoyle (n.), olive-flavored mouthwash.



9. Flatulence (n.) emergency vehicle that picks you up after you are run
over by a steamroller.



10. Balderdash (n.), a rapidly receding hairline.



11. Testicle (n.), a humorous question on an exam.



12. Rectitude (n.), the formal, dignified bearing adopted by proctologists.



13. Pokemon (n), a Rastafarian proctologist.



14. Oyster (n.), a person who sprinkles his conversation with Yiddishisms.



15. Frisbeetarianism (n.), (back by popular demand): The belief that, when
you die, your Soul flies up onto the roof and gets stuck there.



16. Circumvent (n.), an opening in the front of boxer shorts worn by Jewish
men.



 The Washington Post's Style Invitational also asked readers to take any
word from the dictionary, alter it by adding, subtracting, or changing one
letter, and supply a new definition.



Here are this year's winners:



1. Bozone (n.): The substance surrounding stupid people that



stops bright ideas from penetrating. The bozone layer, unfortunately,



shows little sign of breaking down in the near future.



2. Foreploy (v): Any misrepresentation about yourself for the purpose of
getting laid.



3. Cashtration (n.): The act of buying a house, which renders the subject
financially impotent for an indefinite period.



4. Giraffiti (n): Vandalism spray-painted very, very high.



5. Sarchasm (n): The gulf between the author of sarcastic wit and the person
who doesn't get it.



6. Inoculatte (v): To take coffee intravenously when you are running late.



7. Hipatitis (n): Terminal coolness.



8. Osteopornosis (n): A degenerate disease. (This one got extra credit.)



9. Karmageddon (n): It's like, when everybody is sending off all these
really bad vibes, right? And then, like, the Earth explodes and  it's like,
a serious bummer.



10. Decafalon (n.): The grueling event of getting through the day consuming
only things that are good for you.



11. Glibido (v): All talk and no action.



12. Dopeler effect (n): The tendency of stupid ideas to seem smarter when
they come at you rapidly.



13. Arachnoleptic fit (n.): The frantic dance performed just after you've
accidentally walked through a spider web.



14. Beelzebug (n.): Satan in the form of a mosquito that gets into your
bedroom at three in the morning and cannot be cast out.



15. Caterpallor (n.): The color you turn after finding half a grub in the
fruit you're eating.



 and the pick of the literature:



16. Ignoranus (n): A person who's both stupid and an asshole.



  :lol:Sela

[Sela]

For Plucky:

"Hope is a very unruly emotion".
                     Gloria Steinem

((((((hug))))

Sela

PS:  No reply required.  Just didn't want to distract/put your thread off topic/heck I'm trying to avoid some weird toxic thingy so I posted here....where anything goes....anything.