Millie's terrible day thread. You can post any and of your disappoints for the day, week, month, year, or your life.

It has been a bad week and a half. Work troubles and my boss making threats has me on edge. Sitting effectively in a hallway with my back to him has my fight-or-flight impulse on overdrive.

All this layered on the eternal wait for our internal hiring processes to tick forward so I can get out of this situation, hopefully.

God do I hate my work life right now.
 
My setback of the day... discovering somebody stole my big wrench set out of the studio garage. Left the big door open for the fence crew, and somebody obviously cruised by and snagged it while they were at lunch.

Replaceable, but not. It was a big set to start with, but it also held 20 years' accumulation of special bits and adapters, several hundred dollars' worth. :mad:
 
I spent almost three weeks tweaking and polishing the latest chapter of my series only to see it published at the very bottom of a loooong list of New Stories, where it has languished in obscurity. Two days on, it has only just cracked ten reviews, and is still at <1k hits. I’m not angry or anything, just bummed. This is thankless work and I should know better than to get my hopes up, but I am weak.
 
Some sadness to share...

C & I have been watching the funeral rites for President Jimmy Carter, which just ended. Box of tissues was always within reach. Why would this affect us personally?

C worked directly for Governor Carter his entire term. "Best boss I ever had." Her husband at the time was on his campaign staff. Jimmy could be demanding at times, she said, but always in the kindest way, always appreciative and supportive. A gentle man.

He lived a long and fruitful life after leaving politics, and for that we are all blessed. Godspeed, Jimmy.
 
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I had to fire someone that I've worked with for 15 years today. In the end, it was deserved, they'd been given chances, verbal warnings, written, a suspension, an offer from the company to get them help that they agreed to, then never showed up there. Addiction is a horrible thing, they lost their marriage to it three years ago, got on track for a bit, and fell off again. They lost their temper and told another employee he was going hit him, told the woman in HR in the room with us she was a rancid cunt, and that I'm back stabbing cocksucker just before security came in with a local police officer and on his way out said he's coming back for everyone in the company.

As an aside, I'm the company instructor for active shooter training....which we will now be going over again tomorrow.

Scenes like that seem so much cooler in books and movies.

When he left, the woman in HR-who is in her sixties and looks like a librarian says to me. "At least he didn't call you a cunt." I have to admit, that was kind of funny.
 
So, walking pneumonia has proven to be a formidable opponent. It has me on the ropes, and I have little will to fight it. So, I called and made yet another appointment with my doctor.
Be very, very careful with that. A friend got hit with it a couple of years ago and decided to ignore it. By the time he went to the hospital, it was too late. Take care of you.


Comshaw
 
I had to fire someone that I've worked with for 15 years today. In the end, it was deserved, they'd been given chances, verbal warnings, written, a suspension, an offer from the company to get them help that they agreed to, then never showed up there. Addiction is a horrible thing, they lost their marriage to it three years ago, got on track for a bit, and fell off again. They lost their temper and told another employee he was going hit him, told the woman in HR in the room with us she was a rancid cunt, and that I'm back stabbing cocksucker just before security came in with a local police officer and on his way out said he's coming back for everyone in the company.

As an aside, I'm the company instructor for active shooter training....which we will now be going over again tomorrow.

Scenes like that seem so much cooler in books and movies.

When he left, the woman in HR-who is in her sixties and looks like a librarian says to me. "At least he didn't call you a cunt." I have to admit, that was kind of funny.
Addiction is horrible. The thing of it is all we can do is try to get them on the right path. Sometimes they do and recover. sometimes they don't and all we can do is watch their decline. In my own life, I was lucky to hit the right combination of things to keep me sober the last 32 years.

Be that as it may, be careful. Those who are deep into their addiction can do stupid shit. Your librarian lady in HR sounds like someone I'd like. At least I like her sense of humor.

Comshaw
 
I had to fire someone that I've worked with for 15 years today. In the end, it was deserved, they'd been given chances, verbal warnings, written, a suspension, an offer from the company to get them help that they agreed to, then never showed up there. Addiction is a horrible thing, they lost their marriage to it three years ago, got on track for a bit, and fell off again. They lost their temper and told another employee he was going hit him, told the woman in HR in the room with us she was a rancid cunt, and that I'm back stabbing cocksucker just before security came in with a local police officer and on his way out said he's coming back for everyone in the company.

As an aside, I'm the company instructor for active shooter training....which we will now be going over again tomorrow.

Scenes like that seem so much cooler in books and movies.

When he left, the woman in HR-who is in her sixties and looks like a librarian says to me. "At least he didn't call you a cunt." I have to admit, that was kind of funny.
Jesus, man. Be safe.
 
Jesus, man. Be safe.

Wow please be safe

Thanks for the concern. My company has an onsite security guard but today and the next week or so, they're actually putting someone in the old guard shack at the end of the lot who will be checking license plates and employee IDs.

I'm certain he was just spewing the same way he was mouthing off at other people and me, but yeah, these days, you can't bank on it.
 
@lovecraft68, you never know who will follow through with a threat and who won't. So be careful, stay safe, and keep alert. I hated firing people and only had to do it a few times, but it was always dicey when you fire people trained in fugitive recovery. You learn a lot of tricks being a PI, and a lot of those were former cops. I don't know what you do, but I assume you don't work with dumb shits. No one ever followed through with the threats when they were canned at the agency I worked at.
Thanks for the concern. My company has an onsite security guard but today and the next week or so, they're actually putting someone in the old guard shack at the end of the lot who will be checking license plates and employee IDs.

I'm certain he was just spewing the same way he was mouthing off at other people and me, but yeah, these days, you can't bank on it.
 
I'm starting us off. My pet goat ate something that disagreed with him, my pet dog came down with the blues, my pet wolf scarfed down my pet rabbit, and my pet cat ate my pet mouse, they bird is worried.

But seriously, my father had osteoarthritis, AC1 issues, and, for the first time in his 69 years, high cholesterol. He's not happy with the changes, and I feel for him.
I don't mean to ignore what everyone here is going through. I have to mention what is going on in Los Angeles - and Wallace Avenue, near where I live.

https://www.bxtimes.com/landlord-at-fire-stricken-apartment-building-once-topped-citys-wo/

The reason I probably mention firefighters so often is because I've been watching them since I was a little kid. They always give their maximum effort to save lives and property, and man do they show up quick when you need them (medical emergencies too). So thank you to Engine 90 and Ladder 33 in my childhood area, and Engine 62 and Ladder 32 in my present one.
 
Dad's doing well right now, who knows how long it will last, but few pains and testing better every trip to the Docs.
Millie, I'm glad you're feeling better. I haven't had time to look through all this to see how your dad is doing, but I'm his age too. (I'll be 70 this spring.) I've noticed that time catches up with all of us.
Yes, we have friends out there, and keeping in touch with them. So far, so good for them. But destruction is on all sides of them.
I don't mean to ignore what everyone here is going through. I have to mention what is going on in Los Angeles - and Wallace Avenue, near where I live.

https://www.bxtimes.com/landlord-at-fire-stricken-apartment-building-once-topped-citys-wo/

The reason I probably mention firefighters so often is because I've been watching them since I was a little kid. They always give their maximum effort to save lives and property, and man do they show up quick when you need them (medical emergencies too). So thank you to Engine 90 and Ladder 33 in my childhood area, and Engine 62 and Ladder 32 in my present one.
 
Picked up the Flu somewhere this week - couple of days of sniffling and snorfling, hot and cold and a headache. I hope tomorrow marks the beginning of the end - I have people to see and things to do!

I should have known something was coming - had bloodwork on Wednesday and my WBCs were up; they're never up, always down and down and more down due to the chemo....so yay? I guess? I'll take the increase because it means that I'm at least somewhat able to fight off infections.
 
It's such a tragedy for everyone involved. I hope your sister is doing okay

Oh she's fine ...was in Jackons hole at the time and it was just her beach house not their main house which is actually in Vegas these days ....She's married well they are not exactly short of a dollar and a cent and I doubt they would even notice the rebuilding bill ..... I feel much more for those that have lost loved ones, pets and that don't have the economic circumstances to shrug this off and start again.....
 
I was turned down for two different jobs this week along with having to put my dog down suddenly.

The jobs had been a thread of hope to get out of a really shitty situation and actually provided me with a sense of peace I haven't had for a year. With those threads snapped it was like a switch flipped and suddenly all the anxiety is back. Where I had been sleeping until 5 or even 6 in the morning for weeks I was awake at 2AM again, the same dread bouncing around inside my chest and brain.

I am so tired and on the cusp of despondency.
 
I was turned down for two different jobs this week along with having to put my dog down suddenly.

The jobs had been a thread of hope to get out of a really shitty situation and actually provided me with a sense of peace I haven't had for a year. With those threads snapped it was like a switch flipped and suddenly all the anxiety is back. Where I had been sleeping until 5 or even 6 in the morning for weeks I was awake at 2AM again, the same dread bouncing around inside my chest and brain.

I am so tired and on the cusp of despondency.
I'm so sorry. That sounds really awful.
 
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