The Whine thread.

[Alelou]

My uncle re-attached his finger with super glue, it worked like a charm!

Are you serious????

Already had a laparoscopy, Honeybee, back in ancient times. (I think that gynecologist was financing a second home or something.) Tiny little scar in the belly button, hardly worth noticing. But I'll keep it in mind if I ever need another one. I've been around enough procedures that I usually tell people my veins are small, use a butterfly valve, I'm allergic to latex, I sometimes have trouble with adhesives, etc. etc. etc. Sometimes they even listen to me. Not the last lady who drew my blood, of course -- at least not until after digging around in one vein after it collapsed, so she got a butterfly valve for the SECOND arm. AND she made us all listen to obnoxious talk radio in the waiting room.

I really don't look forward to getting old.

[WarpGirl]

Yes I am. he sliced off the whole top of his middle finger. Why would I joke about that, or lie for that matter.

[Alelou]

You have to admit, you don't hear about people super-gluing body parts back on successfully everyday. Or maybe you do, I don't know.

Of course, if my mother had told me that story, it would be like the one she once told me when I was a little girl about how blind people drive by feeling the side of the road....

[honeybee]

When I was really little, like pre-school age, we used to drive through the Callahan Tunnel in Boston from Logan Airport to my Grandparent's house. Jaws had been out, and my Dad told me that they had a problem with construction - that Great White Sharks used to swim under and eat construction workers but it didn't happen to regular travelers that often. I bought it hook, line and sinker.

Finally, when I was in college and in the Boston area - we drove through the Callahan Tunnel and I was like "Hey. . .Sharks couldn't get down here. There's no water!" Yes, it took me that long to realize my Dad was teasing.

[Alelou]

Finally, when I was in college and in the Boston area - we drove through the Callahan Tunnel and I was like "Hey. . .Sharks couldn't get down here. There's no water!" Yes, it took me that long to realize my Dad was teasing.

I can't remember when I finally realized she was pulling my leg but I think it took years because I remember it really struck me when I realized it. I remember spending a lot of time wondering how those blind people could successfully make left turns, and if it would be possible for them to get home from Publix, for example, by only making right turns...

She used to pretend to gun for the ducks in the road, too. Three kids in the car would all be screaming, "No, mommy, no!" Very evil sense of humor.

[aadarshinah]

so, I go to my wonderful orientation thing this morning and there are 7 of us. none of us have been in a truck in over a month. They take us on a road test. 3 of us pass.
Me, obviously out of practice, not being one of them. So guess what I spent the last 6.5 hours doing? Driving home, in a rental car I had to pay for and find myself and still have to return at the airport an 1hr away, but that can wait til tomorrow.
But it gets better. So, I'm 1.5 hrs from home and what happens but I get caught in a speed trap. I was going 57 in a 55 zone. $166 ticket I somehow have to pay for. I know it's my own fault, but still.
Then I get home and all I want to do is check my email and go to bed... but what should happen but I get another one of those wonderful ultimatium emails from my father, who is currently halfway across the country, threatening to kick me out if I don't have job lined up by noon tomorrow. Or, at least, a serious plan for one. The redacted version pretty much boils down to the fact that, 1) I'm a failure and should get used to it, 2) should stop being upset for my failures, because they're inevitable, and 3) owe him like a million dollars for raising me. Which, frankly, is worse then the rest of it because, as true as it all may be, it's delightful to know my own father has such faith in me.
Oh well. needed to get that off my chest. I guess walmart it is....

[Distracted]

I'm so sorry to hear that, aadarshinah. And after all the work you put into it, too. Seems to me that a smart person like you would be a great employment candidate. What about work in a lab or a doctor's office? Ever thought about training to be a lab tech, medical assistant, or phlebotomist? Might be more lucrative than Walmart.

[aadarshinah]

Maybe. At this point school is just about the last thing I want to do, if only because I'm so burnt out on it. Idk. Maybe after sleeping on it I'll have a better perspective... all i know is that I really should block my father's email and save myself a lot of trouble...

[Alelou]

Jesum crow. Sounds like you had to take on quite a bit of risk and expense for these %$^#%, not just on the rental car, but also all that time you weren't job hunting because you thought you HAD a job. I hope they at least paid your motel?

And two miles over the limit? That's ridiculous. If it were not too far away, you could probably get it thrown out just by showing up for court. Though with your current luck... (Any lawyers as friends in your family?)

And you might want to save that email from your dad. A therapist could find it real helpful someday. Just sweep it into a special folder and don't even read it.

[enterprikayak]

so, I go to my wonderful orientation thing this morning and there are 7 of us. none of us have been in a truck in over a month. They take us on a road test. 3 of us pass.
Me, obviously out of practice, not being one of them. So guess what I spent the last 6.5 hours doing? Driving home, in a rental car I had to pay for and find myself and still have to return at the airport an 1hr away, but that can wait til tomorrow.
But it gets better. So, I'm 1.5 hrs from home and what happens but I get caught in a speed trap. I was going 57 in a 55 zone. $166 ticket I somehow have to pay for. I know it's my own fault, but still.
Then I get home and all I want to do is check my email and go to bed... but what should happen but I get another one of those wonderful ultimatium emails from my father, who is currently halfway across the country, threatening to kick me out if I don't have job lined up by noon tomorrow. Or, at least, a serious plan for one. The redacted version pretty much boils down to the fact that, 1) I'm a failure and should get used to it, 2) should stop being upset for my failures, because they're inevitable, and 3) owe him like a million dollars for raising me. Which, frankly, is worse then the rest of it because, as true as it all may be, it's delightful to know my own father has such faith in me.
Oh well. needed to get that off my chest. I guess walmart it is....

used to get this exact-style crap from my dad and it really was upsetting until i made a conscious decision to assign all baggage from him to my mental "junk folder" and actively refuse to let it bug me. course it still does, but you gotta make sure you do not let him make u feel bad about yourself. he does it only cause he is JUST that insecure about himself.

Poor gal. i feel for ya.

[Silverbullet]

Alelou, I want to break this to you gently. You don't want to get old? Well there isn''t a damned thing you can do to stop it.

There will come a time when everything hurts and what doesn't hurt doesn't work.

When you think that waking up in the morning is a victory.

When the list of what you cannot eat is ten times as long and the list of what you can eat.

Cheers

[aadarshinah]

And you might want to save that email from your dad. A therapist could find it real helpful someday. Just sweep it into a special folder and don't even read it.

I forward them to my mother now. She can deal with it... had to speak to a therapist once, because of my sister's condition and all. The woman said I had misplaced anger issues. I informed her that my anger issues were perfectly placed and left at that.

I am kinda feeling better now (unwound by reading some fanfics) and am trying to see this as another oppertunity and not just one of the many of a long list of things that seem to happen every time I try to leave home for any length of time. I'm begining to think I must be self-conciously sabatoging myself out of fear of success or something crazy like that, because this is just too coincidental. I don't think I have any infinate improbability generators running, so I don't know what else it could be.

Anyway, my plan (for those of you who might be interested) for tomorrow is 1) return rental car, 2) go to lawyer, get ticket taken care of, 3) work on resume and/or go pathetically door to door throughout town hoping somebody's hiring that hasn't put an ad out or posted online. Wish me luck.

[crystalswolf]

I'm going to play Devil's Advocate here. Perhaps it's just a kind of growing pains type of relationship. One of my closest friends had the same strained relationship with her father for many of the same reasons. Many years after she moved out, she and her father had a long talk about why he did what he did. Now she has A LOT of responsibility she's inherited and fully understands (and is grateful) for the hard-edge pushing.

I'm not saying this is what your father is doing. Only you and your father know the full story, but just giving another possible perspective. Sometimes parents get a little worried that their kids may become a little too passive in life and overcompensate. Take this thought for what it's worth (approx 2% of a dollar)

Either way, I'm sorry you had such a crumby experience.

[Alelou]

And you might want to save that email from your dad. A therapist could find it real helpful someday. Just sweep it into a special folder and don't even read it.

I forward them to my mother now. She can deal with it... had to speak to a therapist once, because of my sister's condition and all. The woman said I had misplaced anger issues. I informed her that my anger issues were perfectly placed and left at that.

I am kinda feeling better now (unwound by reading some fanfics) and am trying to see this as another oppertunity and not just one of the many of a long list of things that seem to happen every time I try to leave home for any length of time. I'm begining to think I must be self-conciously sabatoging myself out of fear of success or something crazy like that, because this is just too coincidental. I don't think I have any infinate improbability generators running, so I don't know what else it could be.

I believe that self-sabotaging is a classic misplaced anger issue.

Your plan sounds good. This time of year, some employees are heading back to school, so places ought to be hiring. And letting mom cope with the ego-undermining emails sounds good, too.

And SB, yes, I know. I guess it beats the alternative. Up to a point, anyway.

[EntAllat]

Anyway, my plan (for those of you who might be interested) for tomorrow is 1) return rental car, 2) go to lawyer, get ticket taken care of, 3) work on resume and/or go pathetically door to door throughout town hoping somebody's hiring that hasn't put an ad out or posted online. Wish me luck.

Any community colleges or universities nearby you? Even in a bad, bad economy they're usually hiring. Industry pays so much better for just about every staff position that higher ed is almost always understaffed. There's usually an opening somewhere there.