November 15th, 2011


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So, let's see, here. The internship that Jessica went on seemed great at first. Small office, no patients coming in, sounded perfect. unfortunately, it took a very fast turn to the psycho. Bitches in the office were incredibly rude and unprofessional, and they seemed to care a lot less about actually teaching her the things he needed to learn and more interested in using her for free office drone labor.

The last straw came late last week when the worst of the crew called her a bitch for having something on her desk that the girl was looking for, even though the girl never bothered saying WHAT she was looking for. This is the same one who loudly exclaimed "motherfucker" to something while standing next to J...while J was on the phone with a patient. J finally called the people at her school to complain, and they were not happy to hear about this. When they called the office Monday to talk to them, you can imagine how this set off a chain of events that went further rotten. The office bitches giving J the cold shoulder, etc.

Halfway through Monday, she left, the school agreed, and she's not going back there anymore. We should hear more today, as they are finding somewhere else for her to complete her internship, somewhere that doesn't suck dead donkey ass. Lots of stress off her shoulders, to say the least. Hooray for our side.
In other news, I'm apparently determined to destroy the fingers on my right hand. I tore a nail while cleaning a bathroom (middle finger) and rubbed a blister on the tip of my thumb. That's the same thumb I slammed in a window during the hurricane (and that damage is only now getting to the end of the nail to grow out; thing looks downright freakish).

Meanwhile, I've fixed another vacuum cleaner, i need to get the pressure washer back form my future brother-in-law, and I've promised to repaint the front porch and house trim. Keepin' busy, that's me.
WTF - Eyes

Good News / Bad News

Good news: heard form Jessica's career department at the school, who had a lead. Went to said lead...and she starts tomorrow. Clean facility (local free clinic), good people, friendly, excited to have her. this is quite good. Not a great area of town, but i'll be driving her to and from, so no worries for the vehicle or safety.

Right on.

Bad news: we all went out to Mama Lina's, a local Italian restaurant which we go to plenty, and which has pretty good food. Well, it used to have great food, but they changed the menu, and it suffered a little. Still, we like it. First thing, the waitress that knows us came over, and one of the first things out of her mouth was comments about not having the stuffed mushrooms (as usual...why is it even on the menu?) and no calamari. Now, this was probably supposed to be just a funny remark, since we always ask, but it came across a little bitchy. Still, we went on. her mom got the stromboli, i got spaghetti carbonara, and Jessica ordered clams. When we got them, she took one bite and balked. Way too salty, and tough, so i got the waitress's attention and had them sent back. J's tummy wasn't feeling great now, but after a bit decided to have a piece of tiramisu. Well, that didn't work out either, as waitress said it'd been out for a while, but she could give us a piece to take home (it was still frozen). OK, so, no on that. Just not J's night...we get the bill, and we're still charged for the clams. J brings this up, and we're told that the chef/owner wouldn't let her take that off the bill, that he said he hadn't put any salt on them, and that he ate them and they just "melted in his mouth". As we're expressing our disbelief that this is the way this has been handled, she turns and walks off as we're in mid-sentence.

So, we're regulars enough to be recognized as soon as we walk in the door, but you still jerked us over the $9 of clams? That was a bad move, as we all declared that it was the last time we'd come in, so that's several more $50 meals they missed out on. just not a great night.

We're gonna go cuddle up and watch Hellraiser flicks to take the curse off the night, which usually works.