Just because I don't CARE doesn't mean I don't understand...

[wednes]

Since going on the new meds, I've found that my tolerance for annoyance has decreased considerably. For example, when people call me at work and begin each call with 10-20 seconds of Um...hi, yes. I want to um...do you need my last name or something, wait--is this the right department? Did I call *business*? Okay um...I bought um...I've been buying with your company since 1972, blah blah not getting to the fucking point blah. How difficult is it to succinctly tell me why you're calling and what the fuck you want? Is it really such a chore to be in the same room as your credit card, your list of things you want to order, or your child for whom you aren't sure what size instrument they need? How the hell am I supposed to help you without those things? YOU called ME! How are you not ready to talk about your issue? Some jackass today told me we "had no right" to authorize his credit card for the things he ordered, because donchaknow he changed his order later in the day? He ended up calling back 4 times and jackassery abounded every single time. So that sucks. Still, I have the kind of supervisors who are totally helpful and empathetic. Still, I'd like for these asshats to NOT piss me off as much as they do. I'm documenting this moodiness for posterity so I can tell the doc about it when I go in for my follow up appointment--which I totally need to make next week.

I'm also looking at distancing myself from all but a few people for a time. I'm finding myself getting really upset about things I can't do anything about. Not only is it painful and difficult to tell a friend I think they need mental help, but most of the time, the friend in question will be completely unwilling to consider what I'm saying. Or if they do consider it, they have a list of reasons they "can't" have therapy, that is so thorough and long that I wonder if they didn't prepare it in advance.
I'm also trying to network and collaborate and do things that I think are important and helpful to my career goals. I feel like I should be apologetic for even having career goals--which likely stems from my mom's ever-present mantra "What makes YOU think you're so special?" I let that discourage me from even attempting to be a writer, and it discourages me still when I'm not watching out for it specifically.

Take a Stab at This! is up and running over at the iTunes. I had to rename some stuff and fine tune the metadata, but it seems like things are moving right along. The Growlers seems to be catching a few people's eye(s). If you get a minute, please head over there and rate, leave a review, or tell a friend. I'm spending a ton of time and energy on these podcasts and I really need them to get me some notice. This week: Sadie Chapter 4.

I'm due for new glasses soon. Yay. I'm hoping to go full-on Granny Glasses with the beaded chain and everything. I found a shop in Ann Arbor that says they have vintage frames, and I think they take my insurance. Happily, the optical insurance I have through H's work is pretty good. So I'm looking forward to that.

In cat news, JoJo (Joey JoJo Junior Shabadoo to you) is a breed called a British Bombay. They are characterized by their unique appearance, including black pads on their little paws. They are way far dog-like. The want to fetch and love running after treats. They tend toward overeating and LOVE human scraps. Um...scraps of food leftoever from the food humans have eaten. Not like, scraps of human or anything. Anyway, they say the breed takes well to being taken outside with a harness. I'm very into that idea, but have never done it before. Facebookers were most helpful in lending some tips and regaling me with their own experiences. The word "drag" was used a lot. That's not really what I'm going for. I don't really know what to look for in a harness as far as quality and safety.
Little help?

This guy...THIS is the guy.


And here's one of both of them, because they are cute:

Comments

[jeffpalmatier.livejournal.com]

I have noticed that you've been yelling at me a lot lately. :-D

Before I make a call to a business or a professional matter, I really try to have all my ducks in a row because coming off like a complete airhead embarrasses me. I'll make sure that I have my credit card or other identification with the appropriate info handy, and if the call is involved, I might even write down various points to bring up on a scratch pad. I mean, it's bad enough when somebody calls me when I'm not expecting it/I'm tired/not in the right frame of mind for a certain kind of call, and I come off like a total ding dong. It's worse when you're like that when you're calling somebody else!

You're cats are so pwetty! My brother used to have two Himalayans who would fetch paper balls he would scrunch up and throw. Despite Smokey's considerable intelligence, I don't remember her doing that. Sometimes we'd play by her batting a ball towards me and I'd bat it back. Of course, she'd bat a ton of small objects over onto the floor, especially pens.

[jeffpalmatier.livejournal.com]

Oh, yeah! If you remember, I've been selling magazines on Amazon. Well, I got this email yesterday that I couldn't make heads or tails out of. I wrote back to her, saying, "I don't understand the email you sent me." I'm not a mind reader.

[groovesinorbit]

Gorgeous kitties! I've never tried the harness thing, so I can't help you there. The one time I put a collar on one of my cats, he would only walk backwards until I took it off. That was the last time I tried that.

[wednes.livejournal.com]

Yeah, cats all seem to have unique personalities. Some of that is related to a certain breed and some appears to be regular individuality.

Yeah, the phone thing is really a combination of people not thinking or being considerate, and me being very very impatient.

[wednes.livejournal.com]

I guess most cats don't take to it. I'm certain JoJo could slip a leash with ease, and getting him out of a tree would require nothing short of Superman.

[groovesinorbit]

*nods* A harness makes more sense than a leash, that's for sure. And he may take to it. Only one way to find out. : )

[sexyrockgoddess.livejournal.com]

First of all you ARE special, and wanted, needed, and an overall "cool" person. :) That aside your kitty reminds me of my kitty. When we got him his previous owners would walk him with a leash. I could not get the thing to stay on so we stopped walking him. Biggest thing you have to worry about is him getting out, followed closely by strangling. Don't ask the morons at pet stores like petco, or petsmart. The smaller the better. Be patient, and if he won't take to the walking, maybe it's not meant to be.
Thank is all :)
-Amber

[wednes.livejournal.com]

Thanks man. I have found that it's usually a bad idea to get information from the same places I buy things. ;-] Other cat enthusiasts are a gold mine of info though.

[opaqueplanet.livejournal.com]

Oh, one thing I forgot to mention on facebook (I am Cassandra, btw) is that it's very hard to tell whether the harness is too tight or not tight enough. If it's too tight, he'll let you know. Watch his breathing carefully the first few times you try it on him to make sure it's not laboured. If it's too loose, he'll be able to slip out if you're pulling against the lead (another reason to always keep it slack) and could run into the street or something. I tend to err on the tight side, but what I call tight might not be what you call tight. The important thing is to watch him and make sure he's ok - you can always loosen or tighten it as you go.

[wednes.livejournal.com]

Okay. That makes sense.

And of course I knew that was you, silly!