The Not Happy Thread

Same shit different night.

Also, you gotta find a way to bail on that hike, dude.

 

Went to my first driving lesson today. The instructor was running late, didn't like that I had no driving experience (I wasn't fortunate enough for my family growing up or I to have a car) and basically said it was easier teaching boys because they played video games. At first, I felt bad but then I realized, hey, I'm paying for these lessons. I shouldn't get talked down to like I'm a child, especially since I'm an adult.

Changed instructors but will have to wait another two weeks. Really hoping to get my license before winter rolls around with the snow.

 

God damn, I can't believe the instructor said that! Actually, yes I can. My driving instructor spent the whole practice drive telling me why in his opinion gay people don't have rights. ("Where does it say you have a right to be gay?") I guess that is just the job for prejudiced jerk wads.

Anyway, here's mine:

Just talked to an old work buddy on Facebook chat and she told me she has cancer. It's always so hard to figure out what to say in those situations. Obviously that's not the real tragedy, the real tragedy is that she has cancer, but it feels extra bad when you're like "Not only do I feel sorry for this person, I feel like an ass for not knowing how to be appropriately supportive."

Double extra sad because she's always been very nice to me when I've been down, and now that it's time to return the favor it turns out I just suck at it.

 

I would file a complaint with the school that the instructor discussed his political views and you found it concerning.

I'm sorry about your friend though. A lot of cancers have good prognoses these days. I wish her well.

 

Oh, that was years ago with the driving thing. Sounds like maybe Edamame ought to file a complaint though.

 

My God, I could just throw something right now.

My mother-in-law and I have not always gotten along so great. Usually she is fine to be around and we can interact in a polite manner 99% of the time, but she is one of those kinds of people who will be nice to your face and then tear you down to whoever will listen once your back is turned.

Anyway, she has had a stick up her ass the last few days over something or other. She is a seamstress, the old fashioned kind that makes dresses by hand, and she has a really big wedding coming up that she is making at least a half dozen dresses for so I just put it down to being stressed/overworked. So last night she tells me that I can help her out tomorrow with laundry and fixing lunch. Now, I've offered to help her around the house before when she was busy like that, but it's one thing to offer to help and another damned thing entirely to be told you are going to do it. Whatever, I let it slide because I knew she was busy and I didn't want to start a fight or anything.

So I show up today and she tells me that I can start making lunch. I tell her that's why I'm here. Immediately she turns around and wants me to wait because my father-in-law isn't going to be home til 12:30. Fine. I sit around and wait a half hour before starting. Then it turns out that she might have been too busy to make lunch herself, but not to stand in the kitchen and tell me how to wash the lettuce or skin and cut up the radishes. And then she decides that I don't know how to run her stove (granted, it's gas and I'm not as familiar with that as electric but it's not like it's rocket science) and that she is going to do that part herself. Then her husband gets home and I haven't finished yet because apparently I waited to long to start. He comes into the kitchen and also decides to chime in on how I'm doing everything. I'm almost done by now though and they both disappear into the other room and I can finally finish in peace. I set the table and then go out to the living room and find out that his taken off somewhere. So she and I sit around for about 15 minutes waiting for him to come back. She doesn't tell me where he's gone and I'm more than a little irritated by now so I don't make any effort to start a conversation. He shows back up and guess where he went. TO PICK UP FREAKING CHINESE FOOD.

I ate the damned food and smiled and was polite the whole time, but I beat it the hell out of there as fast as I freaking could because if I had to do that for much longer I would have definitely snapped. I'm so fucking furious I can't adequately put it into words. The worst part? I can't even fucking say anything or she'll fly into a full-on tantrum (which she has done before- a couple of days before our wedding even) and it's my husband who will end up suffering the most because of it.

 

Wow! That's really bad @Wyr.

On a better note, the people whose dog attacked mine dropped of the $500 check yesterday.

 

I'm so sorry @Wyr you have a hug and sympathy from me In my experience, there are two types of in-laws, those who like you and those who don't. You can change the mind of the first group, but second - no way. This is because when in-laws make it known they dislike you, through words or inconsiderate behaviour, it's their personal issues that are driving it rather then you (unless you are a nightmare, which I'm sure you aren't). It's tough having to walk on eggshells around people who don't give you respect, for whatever reason, whether they are stressed or just have a bone to pick, as your in-laws in your comment. Seriously, though, it is best to not allow yourself to be provoked. Feigning a back spasm a few times was never beneath me with my former mother-in-law. You have to set boundaries in the gentlest way possible, as early as you can, otherwise they tend to start taking greater liberties and before you know it, it's a problem that won't go away. Good luck!

 

@Wyr I'm so sorry your in-laws didn't appreciate all the effort you went through for them, but don't let them get you down. The best thing to do when someone is stressed and in a bad mood and wants to take it out on you is to remain happy. Go cook yourself a nice meal and enjoy it the way it deserves to be. *hugs*

 

I've learned a hard lesson today. There was a job opening that I really wanted, but stupid me didn't immediately apply/think about applying until two weeks after I've learned about it and it's no longer there. Someone else got the job. Damn it.

Lesson learned: if you see an opportunity, grab hold of it as soon as you can, because others want that job as well.

 

That sucks, but you can always be a Gold Medal figure skater.

 

I can't even skate! ;____;

But y'know what, fine. As soon as this bout of 'beating myself up' leaves, I'll be happy. I don't know why I'm so hard on myself over every mistake. Guess that's what happens to perfectionists.

 

I have been sick about one and a half weeks. Now I have to start writing 18 pages in one week about worlds religions!
It's sad that you can't control when you get sick.

 

My stuff really sucks. And I think it's actually getting worse as time goes on. In short, I'm doubting my ability to learn. Fuck.

 

@PensiveQuill

Can I just say, on the strength on what you've written here, I've just read through your Workshop thread. I think you are being entirely too hard on yourself. Even those small samples show a heap of potential. I think we've all had those "Yay! I'm making headway" times, heavily interspersed with "Dammit! I'm regressing" moments.

Don't lose heart. It'll pass. And return. And pass. And return...

 

Someone shaved off my eyebrows, I feel naked without them.

 

I made the mistake of agreeing to let my mother fix me up with someone in another state. His family is very pushy about him getting married and my mother went from "give it a try" to "snap him up before you're undesirable." Just getting to know him via e-mail but already the whole experience has turned my stomach.

 

@PensiveQuill , offering my solidarity on the crisis of confidence front! That shit happens to me all the time, but it always passes. Keep on keeping on, as they say.

 

Damn, that's a harsh thing for a mother to say.

 

I wish someone would snatch me up before I turn desirable.

 

She thinks I won't find someone after a certain age so she wants me to hurry. The thing is, that causes me a lot of anxiety and I don't want to make any bad decisions out of desperation. I explained this to her but she still treats me like a child when I don't listen to her. But I'm an adult when she needs me to do something she doesn't want to handle. *sighs*

 

I am going to learn how to leave alone back at my hometown for two months without my parents just to see if they can trust me growing up and I'm going back to take a short teacher training course and I've just gone through so many farewells. I am blessed that I have so many friends. I'm just a 20 year old who's so ambitious and have so many dreams that's currently learning how to start. I just hope after that short course, I get a part time job at least. I've applied to so many other part time jobs before getting into this short course and I've got nothing yet. I want to be in university doing degree but couldn't yet because I have my over protective parents who's afraid to let her first and only daughter go. I want a sister, a big sister who could guide me to what life is actually all about, why is everything so expensive??? I want to be in school :/ Now I get why my teachers says 'working is no fun.' I've made a list of what I want..

- I want my own film production
- I want to be an author
- I want to be a principal at my high school
- I want to build a school
- I want a house, a car and a caring husband
- I want a restaurant
- I want to be a comedian
- I want my own talk show

Most importantly, I want my parents to be proud of me. I hate this question the most, "what's next?"

 

What a mess. I'm involved in a case of the police overstepping (or should I say going around) their boundaries. I can't really say much but the problem is when I see a patient (in this case the police officer) I treat the patient and that can include his fear of a disease he wasn't really exposed to.

But when it comes to legally testing the source of the exposure, then fear of a disease is not a legal reason to test the source patient.

I made the proper referrals but the police went around those and got a defective evidence warrant then found they couldn't fulfill the warrant because the state crime lab doesn't test blood for infectious disease.

And now I'm involved and I probably won't be paid for all the time I'm going to spend helping in the sort-it-out process.

 

I think I need the backstory here...

 

You don't know that the eyebrows are right above the naughty place?