Sometimes Life Just Doesn’t Seem Fair
Life… I have heard that you never get more than you can handle but you know, sometimes I wonder who said that. How did they know? I am beginning to belive that I just don’t buy that line. Don’t get me wrong. Good things happen – just enough to give you hope amongst all the crap that life hands you.
My sister has been in the hospital for two weeks. Had surgery on her leg. I had to finally ask for the Charge Nurse and explain that I had power of attorney in order to find out what was going on with her. Found out they had discontinued a medicine that she had been on for over 20 years. Idiots. You just can’t do that! At least without having complications. It is now almost 2:00 a.m. I have been waiting since 7:00 p.m. for a nurse/doctor to call me back. Think I will get a call? I don’t think so. Take this whole comment as advice – if you have medical issues you have to take control of the situation yourself because no one knows your body or your history better than you do yourself. They may know medicine but you know you. Without the two working together things can get ugly. I have over 25 years of dealing with this – I believe I can say I speak from experience.
The next issue I have to expound on is the ethics and morals of employers in this day and age. I was brought up to give my job my all. Do the best job I could. Have loyalty for the people I worked for. If it took working all night to get a project done; then just do it. Then your loyalty would be rewarded by their belief and loyalty in you. Something terrible has happened in our work place world. The head lines today are where 5 people were shot in a Lane Bryant Store in IL. There was an old song that went “And just what did I do to piss you off this time Sweetie?” What about the other 3 people who had absolutely nothing to do with what was going down; they were just in the wrong place at the wrong time.
I have also heard the old saying “you are where you need to be; when you need to be there.” Does that mean you did something else so bad that you deserved to die and here was your chance. Just follow your instincts and go to Lane Bryant and pop out of the dressing room in clothes that don’t fit, cost a lot of money – the guy with the gun sees you and thinks you look like crap too so bam, you are now history.
I waunder a little. I am out of work. They say it is me. I say it is them. For the first time in my life a weight has been lifted from my shoulders. I do not have the bull crap, nor the paranoid, micro-manager standing over my shoulder all of the time. It is a durn good thing cause I would not have had time to deal with their petty little b.s. problems while I am trying to save my sisters life. I was told once that our generation is labeled “the sandwich generation” because on the one hand we are still getting our kids on their feet, out of college, married, kids, house, independent (hha ha ha ha ha ha ) and at the same time we have our parents/older siblings moving in needing the caring, time, love, and patience that you though you had just gotten rid of with the kids. The funny part of this is now you have all of them depending on you for direction. Todd and I have been together for 17 years. Out of that time, we have had 2 years (make that semesters) that we didn’t have anyone living with us. Not sure I would know how to act.
How many people out there have had to deal with the IRS in their infinite wisdom recently? I actually heard that some of them had a heart! Could it be???? This is just another story that goes on and on and on. I wrote a letter… maybe someone will read it and take pity on me. I wrote the God’s truth as I know it to be – guess I wait for God’s associates to make a judgement call. (shoulds a little like Matrix doesn’t it?
Will have to start looking for a new job SOON. Money doesn’t go as far as it used to. Heck who am I trying to kid – it has never gone far enough. Another piece of this puzzle is that I am getting older – “All my rowdy friends have rowdied on down” and that is a fact. Used to have plenty of people that would be right in the midst of the dispute and later claim it was fun, fired up enough to figure another way to go at them. Now, it is just me and I just want them to go away and leave me the he** alone. The younger ones around me have no concept of how to get into and out of shit without getting caught. I think my brother was one of the best and he was my mentor. I miss the heck out of him. If even just to have a chance to sit back on the water and have a strawberry daqari and “dream a little dream with him”. He would pick me up at the airport and fly me to New Orleans just to party on Bourbon Street for the night. We would race 4 wheel drives up mud tracks at Dolly Sods in the middle of the night just for kicks to see who would get there first. Never much thought about not making it – we always did. The adventure has left my life – to be replaced with responsibilities, and the crap that life hands out.
Thank God my husband has learned how to read my emotions over the years. I know he does love me. I know my family loves me. That is the advantage I have over everyone else out there – I still have that solid rock around me. It is unfortunate that the wall is starting to crack a little here and there. Thought I had a big hole in it after my brother and dad passed away. it pretty much shook my foundation. But the people left bonded together and we are a family unit – you know the kind that used to be around in the 1800’s. Just right now I have some weak links and I am not really sure how to strengthen them or if they can be fixed at all. We will make it. We have all learned lessons from this latest blast of inhuman treatment. My momma says that makes a better person of you. Well, if that is the case, look out world cause I am getting geared up to start fighting back. I am getting backed into a corner and will have no other options. Hang with me guys.
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