Scenes from the ridiculous, #5,674

Really, chickie? You really need to sit on the floor of the locker room, in front of the mirror, blocking a major pathway, while you're talking on your cell phone?

I'm just sayin'.

I find it an amusing study of human nature, mine and other peoples,' when I'm in the middle of solving a problem (and perfectly happy to be doing just that), and then someone else comes along who thinks they can magically solve it!, but in reality, they exacerbate the problem, because I have to start from scratch explaining the problem, and they propose the same solutions that I have already tried to no success, and then I have to waste more time explaining that those solutions didn't work, and then they take over....and that's when I walk away.

(Dusts off hands.)

Things that inexplicably make me happy

Thinking of my friend Emily today.

Who else loves funky school supplies? I know Em and I aren't the only ones.

Drip...drip...drip...

If I may engage in a small pity-party. (It's my blog, and I'll cry if I want to.)

This week has been like water torture. Aside from one major student problem (which in itself has been taxing), I have been dealing with one small issue after another. Phone calls to that student, emails to that worker, more requests for services, running out of workers and having to hire some more, finding out I didn't forward a tutoring request to the right person, showing up at a club meeting to find I had the wrong week...it just goes on and on. Each of these are small hurdles to my work, and problem-solving is a big part of my job. Ordinarily, I don't mind. But taken all together, it is wearing.

I'm holding on for the weekend, and hoping things will get better.

Latest in Good News

In my neverending quest for good news, here's an interesting article about how a hospital in Merced has formed a policy for working with the Hmong people, to allow shamans (healers) to be part of the treatment process.