yesterday's activities

Discussion in 'Dancers Anonymous' started by fascination, May 10, 2009.

  1. j_alexandra

    j_alexandra Well-Known Member


    up 3:30, head for airport, fly to Houston; plane arrives an hour early -- wotthe? that's some tailwind; also, Southwest broke a handle off my zillion dollar suitcase, and offered to repair or replace (they could hardly deny breaking it off, as it was circling the carousel along with everything else); I am opting to repair, once I get back to NY, but this is one of the reasons SW is my new favorite airline
    Get picked up by dance buddy, sorted out at hotel, off to pick up another dance buddy, lunch, movie, then another movie b/c it was rush hour, and as long as you're sitting still, might as well sit still and be entertained; FYI, Red Dawn is just as bad this time around as it was last time but Pitch Perfect was delightful
    Sushi at a damn good sushi place for din
    Crash; I've been up for something like 20 hours, no wonder I'm at the single-syllable conversation stage:
    DB: "So, did you enjoy the sushi?"
    Me: "Mm."
    DB:"And wasn't the movie fun, even though it was stupid? And the first movie, wasn't it charming?"
    Me: "Mm."
    DB: "Time to get back to the hotel and go sleepy-bye?"
    Me: "Mm."
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  2. pygmalion

    pygmalion Well-Known Member

    Not between now and Christmas because I have to get DS to school. DS and I are both going in January, though. Even though I can't believe it, that is just a few weeks away. Between now and then, we will be burning up the phone lines.

    I would skype so I could see them, if I could get my octogenarian parents to figure out how to download skype. It's funny. The PUs both computer literate, but only up to a point. As long as the computer thing they want to do involves only the on/off button or pulling up an icon that somebody else put on their desktop, they're good. Anything else is dangerous. Ask them. They'll tell you. lol. I suppose I should be grateful they can email. A lot of people in their generation have never gotten that far.
  3. pygmalion

    pygmalion Well-Known Member

    This is hilarious. I can so relate. I run into this with DS on computer-related topics all the time. "Mom, just click here," "Where?" " "Here." By the time we get to the second "Here," DS ia already frustrated, taking the whatever out of my hands and doing it himself. My deal? Just because you were weaned straight from mother's milk to touch screens doesn't make me stupid. Just tell me what the dang dots are and I can figure out how to connect them... eventually.

    Just because someone understands a topic doesn't make them capable of teaching it. To teach something, you have to be able to break it down and explain the component parts. This is why, when DS was struggling with basic arithmetic, I took him to a tutor. I can't teach arithmetic because I've never thought it through to its component parts. I just do arithmetic. Higher level math, I think about and can explain. Arithmetic? No way. I just do it. And then it's automatically in bold and you can link to it. lol.

    I went to a "refresher course" on Thursday as well, for a proprietary internal database system. Talk about an exercise in frustration. When we get to the class, the lady who is teaching says, "So. How do y'all use [database system]?" I kid you not. The complete agenda for the "refresher course" was asking us how we use the database. Well. No better after today than before. I have zero respect for that approach to teaching. Yes. I think it's important to have students participating, engaged and talking. But could you at least take half an hour and find a way to make sure that your class adds value to your students? Otherwise, everybody is wasting their time, IMO.

    This was disappointing, but it got worse. I create and maintain a bunch of stuff that lives in this database -- documents, procedures, etc. Once we all went around the room and made up stupid stuff to say about how we use this database, one of my classmates decided that it was time to [w]itch and moan about some document he thinks I should have put in the database that wasn't there. Then it's a free for all. We spend the second half of the class going over, in excruciating detail, every document that "should" be there but isn't.

    This ticked me off no end. Why? Because, when I was asked to lead this project, it was a brand new venture with a whole new set of players, Nothing existed. My team was selected and told that they would have to be able to wing it and make judgment calls and independent decisions, because procedures, documents, etc, DID NOT exist, and, in a lot of cases, answers were not available. Everybody said they agreed. Yet, for the couple of years I've been leading this project, all I have heard it [w]itching and moaning about the fact that team members have to make independent decisions and the fact that clear answers and documents don't yet exist. Not to mention the fact that, in addition to the other dozen hats I wear, I have been creating the bloody documentation, etc, as fast as I can get answers. AND, to make it worse, there are people on my team who have yet to read any of the hundreds of documents I have already created. Grrr.

    And, to make it even worse, the ring leader of the [w]itchers and moaners is a protege of mine, whom I've spent a couple of years grooming and positioning, inviting to join in on projects, given visibility on my projects when they weren't his idea, etc. He was angry because, when I took a vacation day, he tried to add a document to the database and was told he had to clear it through me. Uh. I am the team lead. If your thingie is wrong, I'm accountable. Don't you think it's fair that I should at least have a look at it before you upload? I understand that you want to take on more responsibility. I was trying to help. But, in corporate America, there are ways of getting things done. Circumventing the process isn't one of them.

    Okay. Fine. So. You want an annotated procedure for how to scratch your behind? You got it, pally-o. Now you're going to have to scratch your butt MY WAY. lol. I headed back to my desk after class and starting creating documents for even the most minute process. You have a question? Don't freaking call me.

    Talk about a bad attitude day for me.

    To be continued in next post ...
  4. pygmalion

    pygmalion Well-Known Member

    Wow. that was a long post. I'll try to keep this one shorter.

    Friday: The Great Document Deluge of Aught Twelve continues.

    All in all, not a bad day. I take out an hour and a half to watch a required ethics video that came from corporate. Pretty entertaining. Nice to know that I work for a company that cares about ethics. Seriously.

    Talk to French coworker. As it turns out, she was a single Mom for a long time. This explains a lot about her intrusive comment from last week or week before. Whenever that was. She really is just trying to help. Nice. :)

    Office shuts down early. GF holds me back, to talk about one of my trainees from two (or is it three?) months ago. Trainee is not doing well. GF gives examples. Lots of examples. (Does GF not know that, when the office closes early on a Friday, normal people go home?)

    I mull it over and come to the conclusion that this trainee is too much of a home girl and doesn't know when to leave her ethnicity behind. This bothers me no end. Diversity = including the parts of you that we like while requiring that you leave behind the parts we don't, if you want to succeed. I really didn't want to be thinking about this on a beautiful Friday afternoon.

    Pick up DS from BFFs house. What nice boys they are. It occurs to me that DS has always had nice friends -- good kids with goals and achievements, community involvement, etc. Hmm. I never really thought about it in context before, but I guess DS is probably a nice boy too -- not from a Mom perspective, but from the other kids' Moms' perspective. Otherwise, he wouldn't keep gravitating toward these really wonderful people. I am so, so blessed.

    Home. DS knows that I ordered his Windows phone, which is supposed to be a Christmas present. He spends the evening staring at me, hoping to intimidate me into giving him the phone seventeen days early. I stare back. Neither he nor I has any doubt that I will cave at some point. It's just a matter of when. *grin*
  5. ChaChaMama

    ChaChaMama Well-Known Member

    8:20ish--Drop off Child at school.

    Head to own work. Realize I left all the orange juice and lemonade I was going to bring to the class party in the fridge. I have donut holes, cookies, candy, and soda, but I really feel like an early AM class party needs some non-soda beveages. Drive back home to retrieve. There are only a couple lights each direction, but I manage to hit each one just as it turns red. Awesome.

    8:51--Arrive at work none too early, given that my class starts at 9:10. Take first load of party supplies to building, in rain. Set up for class party.

    9:10--ENG 1101. Class evals. (I make a second run to the car while they do this. It starts to rain harder. I laugh an inward sardonic laugh at the Murphy's Law aspect of this.) 3 oral reports. Class party.

    10:20--GLC. Class evals. 1 oral report. Class party! Lots of laughs.


    12-6--Grade 5 research papers and 4 oral reports. Oh, and an e-mail to a dean about MIA boy, who slid a paper under my door, but didn't do an oral report nor leave a note of any kind. Have one fairly lengthy convo with an advisee who just came by to chat. (Great girl, but I'm really trying to get stuff done. I really want to have grades done.)


    News update: Husband has been to the doctor again, and they are putting him on more serious meds: Augmentin (grossest antibiotic, but it seems to get things done--Child had to have it last year) and Prednisone.
    The bad news: the meds are making him nauseous.
    Day 47 of this illness, btw. Doctor's visits on Nov 1, Nov 29, and Dec 7. Not to be impatient, but everyone here at Casa ChaCha is ready for this illness to be GONE! (It would at least be nice if he seemed to be improving in any way. But no! Equally as sick as the first day he had it, maybe sicker.)

    Family Fun Night: We watch the pilot of Star Trek: Voyager.

    Put Child to bed. Write in diary a bit. Decompress further w/some computer time.
  6. pygmalion

    pygmalion Well-Known Member

    Very sorry to hear that ChaChaPapa is still struggling with illness. There seem to be more and more nasty bugs out there, these days. Augmentin and Prednisone are both serious drugs, though. Enough to make you nauseous, for sure, but good stuff.

    DS had Augmentin a few times when he was a baby and used to get ear infections all the time. It knocked the buggers out, in a big way and quickly. And I got topical Prednisone when I had a recurring case of uvitis. I'm pretty sure Predinose saved my eyesight.

    CCP is in good hands. Now I just hope he gets better soon enough to enjoy some of the holiday season.
  7. 3wishes

    3wishes Well-Known Member

    Got a flu shot. Hmm, didn't hurt at all, right into the should bicep region. Let's just say this, I don't get flu shots....but knowing I'm headed to Texas for the 2nd week of their Xmas vacation to help out, and hearing the reports of the "new flu" wiping out the grade much as I love my family,,,i'm NOT going to help contract the flu into my system if I can help it...and good timing too...the doctor told me it takes 3 weeks to be fully effective.
    Worked out at gym. Young lady on a "machine" had a very personal cell phone conversation so loudly I could hear her, above all the noise, all the way at the other end of the LA Fitness Gym, watched several gents, move to other machines since her conversation was longer and longer and louder and louder, seriously? do they not realize just how disturbing this is?
    Out and about, head out to Barnes and Noble, Bed Bath and Beyond, tried looking for edible icing pens,,,no luck, Dress Barn (my fav store for sparkle holiday clothing), picked up a couple of sweaters, dress for gala party at friends house, resolved to either start working out 2x a day or go longer in the morning after trying clothing on.
    Package up xmas gifts to out of state adult daughters, ship that stuff off. Oregon adult daughter...sends msg..."still waiting for you to come here....when when when?" oops...gotta make those plans.
    Start sorting out all these DVD's...clean out baby toys from GS#2, and make the BEST xmas purchase for DH.
    NASCAR Hall of Fame Induction Weekend - offered on TicketMaster - VIP Tickets for 2 people (I'm thinkin he'll take DS or his brother or my biological father). Weekend VIP tickets, airfare, hotel...= priceless experience for him - and I'm stunned when the total figure is less than what it costs me to compete even locally.
    A huge expected blessing received in evening, that is going to allow us to pay off all credit card balance (that darn long road trip cost 2x more than we figured-but hey, it was a trip of a lifetime in the USA) and contribute to our IRAs as well. I'm stunned, happy and best Christmas present for me ever!
    Realize later on, with giant blessing, I might be able to increase lessons just a bit for a little while. Color me happy.
    Set up kitchen to start some serious baking, Ducan Hines - your "on"...for my vegan friends - your the best cake pop, cookie batter - DH stares at high quality chocolate chips and coco powder,,,,mentions how much he "hates me with all the love in his heart" because he won't be allowed to have any of the baked goods.
    I already know, he'll wait till I leave the kitchen and sneak a couple of each I won't know what he's doing in there...LOL....after 38 years,,,,you would think, that he would catch on....that I actually leave on purpose so he can feel like he got away with something. WINK WINK.
  8. ChaChaMama

    ChaChaMama Well-Known Member

    That's one of my pet peeves too. If you are in a public space, your cell phone call should be short and to the point.

    "Sorry, I got held up at work and didn't get to the gym until now. Is it okay if I come home in an hour? Love you! Bye!" = acceptable.

    "I'm on the train to NY and will be downtown around 7" = acceptable.

    Long, loud chats about your personal business are not welcome.
    Long inebriated and unfiltered chats are very, very unwelcome.
    It's soooo inconsiderate.
    And if you are having an intense convo on a cell phone while in a toilet stall, your name had better be Barack Obama (or similar), because I can't think that many people have phone business that absolutely cannot wait a few minutes. I'll make an exception for calling 911 because you are having a medical crisis. Other than that...master the phrase "I'll call you back!"
  9. samina

    samina Well-Known Member

    I'm with you, CCM. However, I see this at work a LOT...or (worse) they stay in the bathroom walking back & forth in front of the stalls, talking on rambling personal calls, and simply don't leave.

    I have seen this repeatedly by three specific non-native ethnic groups, and figured it had to be a cultural thing, but then I mentioned it to my boss and discovered she has done this and that it doesn't bother her in the least, and she's as American as American gets.

    So...I guess some people are just earthier and simply aren't bothered by that stuff. Personally, I don't care for my business to be heard on the other end of anyone's phone.
  10. fascination

    fascination Site Moderator Staff Member

    for me, I really don't care what others do...if you want to talk while you pee, knock yourself out...that being said, my issue is with anyone who is so obstrusive and oblivious of how their behavior, whatever it may be, is negatively impacting/impinging upon whether it be that one is so loud that others cannot nap on the train or one is stopped in the middle of a walkway to have a conversation, thereby blocking others, my over-arching beef is with people becoming ever less socially considerate
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  11. pygmalion

    pygmalion Well-Known Member

    I hate intrusive cell phone conversations, as well, but I have to say I think it's better now than it used to be. Back when I lived in FL and cell phones were newish, they were considered status symbols by many of the fortunate few who had them, particularly the young and/or members of certain ethnic groups (including my own lol) that were in that part of Florida. (Unlike now when anybody with $29.99 can buy a disposable one to use for an afternoon.) Good grief. Back then, not only did you have to contend with the loud conversations, you had to contend with the bling that often came along for the ride. Blech.

    My pet peeve, which is only tangential to the cell phone conversation, is my handful of coworkers who will attempt to strike up a conversation while I am in the restroom. In the stall, even. Not to be gross or anything, but I don't want to have to control my stream to be able to hear what you're saying. Can't it wait? Yesterday, for example, it was "What do you have planned for the weekend?" Que? My mind was boggled.

    Would that we had those nifty public bathroom stalls like I've seen in parts of Europe. The stalls are their own independent rooms, complete with four ceiling to floor walls, a door and a lock. Now that's my kind of bathroom. There'll be no conversation.
  12. fascination

    fascination Site Moderator Staff Member

    in fairness, I think some folks do that to quell their discomfort about sitting around peeing in silence next to someone else...:oops:and I think we have now explored this about as far, if not farther than I care to :rolleyes:
  13. pygmalion

    pygmalion Well-Known Member

  14. samina

    samina Well-Known Member

    Hah...there was much more time, energy & verbiage ascribed to the tampon/sanitary napkin digression... :)
  15. fascination

    fascination Site Moderator Staff Member

    mercifully, I have retained no memory of that
  16. samina

    samina Well-Known Member

    It's possible you were competing...or the time, or you would surely not be able to forget. ^-^
  17. pygmalion

    pygmalion Well-Known Member

    Just keeping it real. lol.
  18. samina

    samina Well-Known Member

    I guess it could be a good example about how relative the concept of rudeness or vulgarity is, lolz.
  19. pygmalion

    pygmalion Well-Known Member

    Hey. When I decided to participate in this thread, I decided to hold myself accountable to report interesting or quirky things that happened to me, in the course of a day or a week. Life. It's interesting. It's mundane. It's revolting, sometimes. But it's life.

    Truth be told, I value the input of some of the folks who post here enough to risk their thinking I've got cooties. lol.
  20. Sagitta

    Sagitta Well-Known Member

    Saturday: Made lemony coconut sweet cups=another stocking stuffer, went to church service, and watched a couple things on hulu! hulu=tuning out mindless time

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