Vent of the Day

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(06-01-2012, 12:44 PM)MakersDozn Wrote: [Note: Since I'm so good at venting, I figure that I can dedicate an ongoing thread to it. Feel free to join in. Expect profanity....unspoiled.--Laura and others]

Email chain betweeb us and our interim interim supervisor (don't ask) regarding our regular weekly one-on-one meeting:

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From: [Supervisor]
Sent: Tuesday, May 29, 2012 9:25 AM
To: [MDs]
Subject: Reschedule our 1:30pm

Hi, [MDs] --

Not canceling…just hoping to reschedule today's meeting. There's an urgent meeting that [CEO] has asked for around a [Organization]-themed...movie, and I can't miss it…and it's scheduled exactly during our one-on-one!

Can you let me know your availability the next three days (Wed-Fri), so that I can reschedule?

Thanks,
[Supervisor]

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From: [MDs]
Sent: Tuesday, May 29, 2012 10:32 AM
To: [Supervisor]
Subject: RE: Reschedule our 1:30pm

Any of those days. Preferably PM. :-P

Thanks,

[MDs]
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[Shortly thereafter, we/MDs notice a conflict with the following week's meeting.]

-----Original Appointment-----
From: [MDs]
Sent: Tuesday, May 29, 2012 2:15 PM
To: [Supervisor]
Subject: New Time Proposed: Update: Weekly chat
When: Tuesday, June 05, 2012 1:30 PM-2:00 PM (GMT-05:00) Eastern Time (US & Canada).
Where: [Supervisor]'s 11th floor workspace

There’s a 401(k) workshop from 1:00-2:30. Can we meet from 3pm-3:30 on Tuesday, June 5?

[MDs] 5/29/12

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New Meeting Time Proposed:
Tuesday, June 05, 2012 3:00 PM-3:30 PM (GMT-05:00) Eastern Time (US & Canada).

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[Time-lapse as we wait three f*cking days, with steam coming out of our ears , for her to answer.]

From: [Supervisor]
Sent: Friday, June 01, 2012 11:40 AM
To: [MDs]
Subject: Re: New Time Proposed: Update: Weekly chat

You got it, sister! And it appears that, although it wouldn't have been my preference, our weekly one-on-one did, essentially, get cancelled. :-(

But we're on for next week, at 3pm on Tuesday.
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Next time....answer your f*cking emails!!!!!

Laura and others

Ah, schedules, or anti-schedules (akin to anti-matter). I like the "you got it sister!". Would have been like waving a red cape in front of me, if you get the picture. Antlers would come in handy.

Tomorrow is 6/14, the last day of the semi-guaranteed window of delivery time. Scheduling on my end.
Got a call that the movers would arrive tomorrow afternoon at 1pm. Okay. Then dispatcher called fm, who didn't call me right away, to say that I should be there at 11 instead. Means I actually have to be there by 9:30am. I want to exterminate before they arrive. I only got part of my arsenal, but it will do for now. FM spent probably a couple of hundred to get the place cleaned, by a good, run-of-the-mill, cleaning crew. It really needed industrial strength. Well, to be real, apt. should be gutted. Oh throw in the building. Now a tenement with a doorman and elevator.

You can't go home again, cause home becomes something else, not that this place was a haven for me, but it was clean and elegant. And, oh gosh, I know what the clothing closets are supposed to look like. FM figured that some larger apts were split into smaller units, so that I don't have anything but a small hall closet, small utility closet, and a pantry closet (where I will put dishes and pots, cause I don't want to use the cabinets. Some features of apt. were misrepresented (like new kitchen, lots of closet space). Sometimes I feel like I'm in a nursing home there. So far, I haven't been able to last more than an hour in the place
It was a beautiful area at one time, even though I've always been a Manhattan person. Building is run down. Had I visited, I wouldn't have gotten past the lobby. Thank goodness I didn't take off in July with no place to go.
I have no idea what I will do next, but I have things to do in NYC now (already have one doc appt.) . Let's see what I can accomplish by next April, deadline for decision. I don't want to be stuck here. Not driven by med. concerns, as I was in Boston. If I sound restless, yes. And, I am uncomfortable in a dirty place. I want to make a Splash in life here. It's like I wish to reclaim my opportunity from 19. I have an apt. I can't stand inhabiting. That should push me into action, like a sliding pond into life. What I fear is hopeless stagnation born of frailty and lack of opportunity/means. At least, I'll get my name changed. Might drop first name altogether and go with the adopted nick and last name. Easier to write, and it's where I am now. Oh boy, I'm old.
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