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Bad Bosses, Nightmares and Writing

I am still having nightmares about an idiot that I worked very briefly for. My dreams still reflect what a horror it'd been dealing with him. I wake up with the same feelings I had during the two weeks in his presence; anger, confusion, inner turmoil, depression and self doubt. He said; "Don't bring drama to my workplace." But he was the only one that didn't abide by that rule and sure, he was the boss, but I don't think anyone should be subjected to what he put people through. K eeping drama out of the workplace is a good idea. Especially when some of the drama comes childhood. A lot of this is better spoken to a psychologist that can teach stronger coping skills then a bunch of interns and the few office staff that only nods their heads but are too afraid to add to the conversation because their jobs are on the line.  Check out an employer through Glass Door first. I did this a little late, after I accepted the job. Emory was the one that looked the man

Las Vegas Coworkers, New Department and Writing

Coach wants to go to Las Vegas now that it's opening. I asked him if he thinks he'll be able to adhere to the mask and gloves rule while drinking. I personally feel the drunker a person gets the harder it is to remember not to touch their face. Waiting to see when he goes. A lot of people are waiting for Vegas to open. Been watching all the Batman Animated Series. I really love this series, but I didn't realize that the time frame for it looks maybe 1950's. I'm not real great at placing the cars and the clothing, maybe 1940's. I feel like this is my grandma's era. Speaking of which, I have the cutest freaking dress from that era from my mom's boyfriend's mother's closet. Wow! That was wordy. The cloth isn't incredibly comfortable, but it's held up for decades. The cool thing about this is that it's in great shape. The crazy thing is, the waist is so tiny. You'd have to be a 2-4 size to wear it. I was that tiny when I first go

Estate Sales, Batman my Secret Crush and Writing

Ann and John came out for the weekend. There was also an estate sale. I asked Ann if she wanted to check it out and Sue jumped in, "Definitely not! Neither of you need more stuff." So Ann promised, "We'll only buy something we can use!" Sue was still against it. She's a minimalist and she tries to help us organize our lives, but Ann and I are terrible when it comes to organization. We get sentimental and getting rid of things is hard. We even get sentimental about things that aren't ours... YET! So we had the guys drop us off at the estate sale and bad thing was, they had to go back to the house to get something forgotten. When they came to pick us up, they had Sue! I think I screamed. I'm not sure what Ann did, maybe laugh hysterically. Good thing is, we didn't buy anything. I wanted to. There was a Batman and Spawn comic book for $6.00. My brain was very dead set on buying it, but I'm trying really hard not to collect any more comic