The Not Happy Thread

I remember working for a doctor who once said to me (after taking a phone call from a worried patient): "If you think you might have the flu, you don't. If you have the flu, you KNOW."

 

I figured my Playstation 4 could play any Playstation 4 game, it would've told me it needed to update if it required one. It's done that plenty of times before.

*sighs*

Note to developers of games everywhere: it ain't my job to make sure your games work! That's on YOU!!! I am merely the consumer. This would be like if Stephen King released a botched-up version of one of his new books and told his fans, "Now fix it up for me."

At any rate, to address the flu thing: I agree with the doc. You'd know it if you had the flu.

 

Probably it's just too many Facebook videos, but damn I really want a lion.

 

You haven't watched that video of the two guys who brought up a lion cub and then released it back to the wild and then went to meet him years later and he still remembered them and it was like don't cry, don't cry, oh God I think I'm gonna cry!

@Mckk Was it you who shared that video? 'Cause I kind of slightly cried while on the train.

 

On a sidenote, holy **** buying those things from the store is ridiculous, NBA2k and Dragonage were both 44 gigs, it took about 8-10 hours for the both of them.

And the lack of media playback is woeful, that was a major selling point of the PS3 for me.

 

Hahaha I believe so! Maybe a few weeks ago on FB?

I didn't do anything

 

The NE US is going to get hit with a huge snowstorm.

Stay safe, everyone!

 

Yeah, those sort of videos really make you rethink your life.

 

Yeah, I'm subbing Art today on a two-hour delay schedule. That should go on the Happy thread. But the way the snow's still coming down, getting home in these hills may be a dodgy proposition. Not happy!

 

This is my first month in Boston, and I'm hating the weather already. We're supposed to get 20-30 inches of snow.

 

Seriously? That's a few leagues from here ; I wonder what we're supposed to get.

 

A foot is predicted in Philly tapering down the further you go. It'll be interesting to see if the predicted disaster will be as bad as 24 hour news coverage starting a day before the storm is hyping it up to be.

I do hope all our forum members in the area can hunker down and enjoy the extra writing time.

 

The temp agency that has taken over the substitute teacher hiring for 6 out of the 7 districts I work for called and told me today I'm no longer allowed to sing for the students at ANY of their schools-- or else-- because ONE teacher at ONE school for the first time in four or five years of me doing this complained last Thursday.

And no, my offer to keep it down was not accepted.

It's been a brilliant way to get ordinary middle and high school students to be quiet and do their work. "Miss Lewis, sing for us! Sing opera for us! Sing something in Russian! In French! In German!" "Only at the end of class, and only if you're good." Believe it or not, it works. They quiet down and listen-- even though I do hit them with everything but modern pop.

I've spent the evening since the phone call being understanding and sensible and thinking of the nicest, most neutral and noncontroversial way to explain this to the students next time I go in. But let me now admit it: I AM NOT HAPPY!

 

Gawd I hate that kind of shit. I can relate. Quite a while back I worked as an agency nurse. I was a highly skilled, highly paid ICU nurse that could walk into any hospital in the county and provide excellent ICU nursing care. But in a few small rural hospitals my skills greatly surpassed the regular staff. More than once that led to jealousy and backstabbing. It never affected my income or ability to work when I wanted, but it did affect my opinion of petty backstabbing.

 

You mean, it improved your opinion of petty backstabbing? Or worsened it?

 

That's just ....well, geez. Talk about stifling creativity. And substitute teachers need all the help they can get. It would be lovely if your students (and their parents) would speak up on your behalf, but of course you can't be seen to encourage this. But maybe they will anyway.

 

It made me recognize it was more prevalent than I would have thought.

 

Ill trade you! I spent Christmas in Florida. But I would've much rather been in Maine. It's been my dream to visit Maine since I was nine. Is that ridiculous? lol

 

I don't work. My soon-to-be husband used to work really random hours, so he was afraid that if I got a job, we'd be on different shifts all the time and would never see each other. Since then, he's gotten a more stable position. But I ended up playing the part of housewife so well that we've decided I'll just stay unemployed and continue to be a domestic engineer (as my mom calls me).

But we got a roommate a couple weeks ago. And our new roommate now thinks that me being my almost-husband's housewife makes me the community maid. So he leaves his stuff everywhere and expects me to clean it, including dishes and trash everywhere.

Funnily enough, new roommate vowed to clean the cat's litter boxes every day, because it was a habit he's already used to. He's done it twice since he moved in.

So now I'm stressing out, because I'm too polite to call him on it. And it's ruining the week before my wedding.

 

You know this already, but no one can take advantage of you without your permission. Politeness is overrated, and you really shouldn't let this dick ruin your wedding.

 

My peers on the sub teacher forum I frequent seem to think it would be worse for me if they said anything.

But oh! the little tempters! (I mean the students). When I got the usual requests today, I told them that I couldn't sing anymore, and not just at the "certain school" where the disturbance complaint had been lodged, because I was now working for a temp agency and they have the authority to tell me not to do it anywhere. Moreover, we might disturb neighboring classes. "We'll close the door!" "There's nobody in the next room!" "We won't tell!"

No, sorry. Really sorry, but I can't. And didn't.

But to add to the Not Happy, I was going to report to my fellow subs on the forum how it went today, but from some of the most recent posts I gather I was supposed to just say "It disturbs other classes" and leave it like that, as if it were my idea.

And I probably won't get any Brownie points from my subbing peers for telling the kids, "That's the way it is right now, at least. We'll have to see if anything changes." I may be wrong, but my gut feeling was that if I said, "Never, never, ever!" they'd get all indignant and go talk to somebody in the office about it. But if I left a crack open for a possible change, they could relax, wait for it-- then forget about it when it never happens. And where it came to shutting down the begging, my method worked.

On a more cheerful note, this would make a hell of a subject for a short story. But I don't know if it would be a comedy, a tragedy-- or a farce.

 

Well, I'm really sorry. To come up with a harmless technique that works, and then be told you can't use it because it's 'different?' Well, that's about the size of it, isn't it?

 

Good grief. Unless there's some legal reason you can't, kick him out. And your almost-husband had jolly well better support you on it.

I'm single, but the idea of being newly-wed with a turkey like that trotting through my home gives me the wormy-stomach shakes.

 

My wife used to help out at the infant school that our children were attending. So, there's one class with a small group of no-hopers (probably the same as every other class). My wife gets given that group "Just keep them quiet."

You don't say that to my wife.

She pays attention to what the smart kids are being taught, and teaches that to her group. "We're going to show them, aren't we?"

It's no big deal, but she manages to get through to them whatever it was that was being taught, kept them engaged and quiet, and then, when the class was being tested, her group of no-hopers got them all right, and the smart kids looked stupid.

My wife was never left in charge of any kids ever again.

 

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Lord have mercy. I was about to give you a "Like" for your wife's success, and then you skewer us with that last line.

But it fits. There's this one kid who has brains but is failing all his classes because he refuses to work. As I've subbed more and more at his school (the one where the anonymous teacher complained), he's been one of the more vocal ones asking me to sing. I had hoped maybe I could use it to get some work out of him.

Quoth the raven, "Nevermore."