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Jun. 17th, 2008 02:12 pmReading the "top news stories" blurb on the Yahoo mail opening screen.
Now, you know I'm all about gay rights. Whoo, California and all. But wouldn't you think, just in terms of significance, that "Hamas says it's reached cease-fire with Israel" would beat out "Gay couples rush to get married in California" for the top/featured spot, just by a little? I suppose there's an argument to be made that the latter is more personally significant to the majority of Americans, but, erm, it's really not. In that, you know, terrorism and stuff used to be one of America's big concerns, did it not? Evidently news about it is just too high-brow for the America that is treating this whole thing as one big documentary of the road to Ellen and Portia's wedding.
Things that are not good:
It is 80 degrees in my house (according to the thermostat, though it feels much hotter).
I just got home from work, where there was a group of hellaceous kids that wouldn't listen for anything.
I'm only two hours away from having to drive back to work for a second shift because the other girl called in sick.
This is after having taken two shifts yesterday too and not getting to bed until 2 because I got in so late after the second one.
During these two shifts yesterday, I totaled 40 kids--15 of them simultaneously at one point, 4 of which were under 4mos.
Because of this split work thing, I've seen my grandparents (who are in from Texas) for very little time over the few days they've been here, and I feel bad about that, but our schedules aren't lining up.
These grandparents are currently staying in my room, so I kicked my mom out of her+Kacy's room on to the couch (which she was surprisingly cool with--she's not happy, but she did it, which is more than I'd say for myself), but I now have to share a room again, don't have any of my stuff because it's all in there with them (most importantly--see number one--a fan), and since mom's on the couch, get bitched at when I get home late and then try to cook dinner (or leave my room during the night for any reason, because she can hear it).
I still have to figure out how to tell this bossguy that I'm quitting so I can go on vacation for the reunion up in upstate NY over the first week of July (and, you know, the whole not-enough-pay issue, but the NY adds the time factor).
Which is made harder by the fact that he's giving me these extra shifts because he's planning on firing the evening girl, which would make him have to hire two people for childcare.
And, for something completely different, I've had a stomach ache since Saturday that refuses to leave.
Now, you know I'm all about gay rights. Whoo, California and all. But wouldn't you think, just in terms of significance, that "Hamas says it's reached cease-fire with Israel" would beat out "Gay couples rush to get married in California" for the top/featured spot, just by a little? I suppose there's an argument to be made that the latter is more personally significant to the majority of Americans, but, erm, it's really not. In that, you know, terrorism and stuff used to be one of America's big concerns, did it not? Evidently news about it is just too high-brow for the America that is treating this whole thing as one big documentary of the road to Ellen and Portia's wedding.
Things that are not good:
It is 80 degrees in my house (according to the thermostat, though it feels much hotter).
I just got home from work, where there was a group of hellaceous kids that wouldn't listen for anything.
I'm only two hours away from having to drive back to work for a second shift because the other girl called in sick.
This is after having taken two shifts yesterday too and not getting to bed until 2 because I got in so late after the second one.
During these two shifts yesterday, I totaled 40 kids--15 of them simultaneously at one point, 4 of which were under 4mos.
Because of this split work thing, I've seen my grandparents (who are in from Texas) for very little time over the few days they've been here, and I feel bad about that, but our schedules aren't lining up.
These grandparents are currently staying in my room, so I kicked my mom out of her+Kacy's room on to the couch (which she was surprisingly cool with--she's not happy, but she did it, which is more than I'd say for myself), but I now have to share a room again, don't have any of my stuff because it's all in there with them (most importantly--see number one--a fan), and since mom's on the couch, get bitched at when I get home late and then try to cook dinner (or leave my room during the night for any reason, because she can hear it).
I still have to figure out how to tell this bossguy that I'm quitting so I can go on vacation for the reunion up in upstate NY over the first week of July (and, you know, the whole not-enough-pay issue, but the NY adds the time factor).
Which is made harder by the fact that he's giving me these extra shifts because he's planning on firing the evening girl, which would make him have to hire two people for childcare.
And, for something completely different, I've had a stomach ache since Saturday that refuses to leave.
