Dear Mother Nature…

Just stop it already.  Stop it.  Two weeks of grey and rain and disgusting bullshit weather is more than enough.

Yeah, I know I said that taking night hours would mean I wouldn’t be cooped up in an office when the weather was nice.  You didn’t have to be a bitch and go, “Yeah, if there every IS nice weather again, HA!”

Bring back the fucking sun.


If I wanted to live in the Pacific Northwest, I would have moved there.

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May 11 is National 3rd-Shift Workers Day!

I’ll admit, I didn’t even know it was a thing until this morning.  (Thank you CBS Sunday Morning for alerting me to this celebratory day!)

I love that we have national days for pretty much everything, and especially this one now.  I know some third shifters (Hi, Dave, and my new buddies at the NYC Command Center!) and I am a third shifter, too.  I don’t think I’ve ever had a job that had a day of its own.

Yes, I’ve got a paying gig and I’ve been on the night shift for a week after two weeks of day training – and it’s been working freakishly well for me so far.  I start at 9 at night and spend the evening making sure the fire department goes to buildings that may or may not be on fire, and letting security guards know that someone is (probably not) breaking into their office buildings, among other things.  (I’ve already made fast friends with the guys working one group of buildings in NYC.)

I’m off at 5:30 and home a bit after 6. I feed the cats and let the AwesomeDog out and I’m crashed out by around 6:30.  I get up around 12:30 after some solid sleep and have basically a whole damn day to run errands, get things done around the house and then have some down time before going to the office.  (It is its own sad situation that I am more productive at home with a job than without one, but that is a post for another day.)

No, this job wasn’t what I anticipated when I started job searching, but sometimes it’s about the job you can actually get, and I’ve gotta eat.  I’m working with nice people and the job itself doesn’t make me want to hurl myself out a window, so it’s all good.  It’s temp to perm, so there is always the possibility that in 90 days we’ll all be looking at each other going, “We have all made a terrible mistake.”  But if that is the case, we can all walk away, no harm, no foul.

I’m not gonna lie, there are definitely some perks to the third shift, at least for me.  (I know the night shift is pure hell for some folks and I am grateful that is not the case for me so far.)

– I already had a messed up sleep schedule, so staying awake for ~3 more hours isn’t the worst thing, considering that I can sleep til 12:30 with zero guilt.
– I am chipper as hell at work because I am fully awake when I arrive and I haven’t had to fight traffic.
– The commute.  Just under 30 minutes.  On a *good* day in rush hour, it would be ~55 minutes, minimum.  (I would not like working there on an 8 to 5 schedule.)
– It’s customer service, which seems to be my jam.  (Yay?)  And being good  at customer service at 2 in the morning seems to perhaps be a not so common thing as I would have imagined.  (Yup, I given how much of a snarky bitch I am IRL, I am still somewhat astounded at the fact that I am good at it.  But I was good at it some 30ish years ago at the answering service in high school, and some skills apparently stick.)
– All my “free” time is on one side of the workday rather than split between morning and evening.  When it’s split, you’re bleary eyed in the morning and just trying to wake up and in the evening, you’re fucking tired from the day and moving like molasses through the “gotta do before bed” list.

So, even though it’s working awesomely for me, it’s definitely hard for other people.  (And I have heard way too many reports on how third shift work will shorten my lifespan.  Hey, media, stuff it on that front, will ya?  People have bills to pay.)

So, if you know third shifters – be kind.  Get them some baked goods at a reasonable hour on Wednesday.  If you can’t do that – don’t mock them for their perceived “slacker” schedule, or act like they’re some kind of degernate who can’t hold down a “day job” – they still have a job like anyone else, it just doesn’t adhere to everyone else’s schedule.

And for the love of all that is good and holy, don’t call or text before noon and expect them to answer.  It’s not that they don’t want to talk to you, it’s just that they have their phone on silent so they can get some sleep – just like you.

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On Being An East Coast Padres Fan…

Ted Leitner, in the 13th inning of a night game (which is now in its 14th inning):  It’s getting late..

Me, on the East Coast:  YA THINK??!?!

Thankfully I don’t have to be up in the morning.


It was worth staying up for, even way over here.

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Wow, Karma does work fast sometimes, doesn’t she?

Just hours after posting about *@#7@**#* kids in the workplace, I was up at my local watering hole.  One of the bartenders just recently had a baby.  At the end of the evening I looked up and saw his SO there and realized, “if she’s here, SO IS THE BABY!”

And as adorable as the little one was in photos, he was 10x more adorable in person.

At Dad’s workplace.

Babies are adorable, and he’s not there every night through the whole shift.

So sue me.

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Parents, Kids, Baseball and Choices

If you don’t follow baseball, I don’t know how much coverage has been given to Adam LaRoche’s retirement outside the sports pages.  Long story short: Part of his contract is that his son is allowed in the clubhouse – the White Sox decided they wanted to curtail it, and he decided to walk away.

The Washington Post says it’s opened a conversation that is bigger than baseball.  And they’re not wrong.  But I still have more questions than answers as to how this whole conversation is being framed.

First, let me say I have no disagreement with Adam LaRoche’s decision.  He decided that management’s change of heart was unacceptable and he had the resources and will to step away and that’s fine.

But I have some issues with the conversation.

— I don’t want to hear the word “sacrifice” here.  If you are financially stable enough that you can turn down a 13 million dollar salary to spend more time with your family – that is a choice, and a luxury choice at that.

— As far as White Sox management is concerned – I know you gotta do what you gotta do to get talent.  But if you didn’t really want the kid in the clubhouse, why did you agree to it?  Did you think he’d get bored and not want to come around and the “problem” would solve itself?  Or that Dad wasn’t really serious about the request?  (Personally, I don’t think it’s an appropriate place for a kid in the first place, and would have said so – but this is probably why I am not in charge of bringing talent for my ballclub.)

— By all accounts, LaRoche’s teammates didn’t have a problem with his son being around (fortunately it seems he’s a good kid) – but how is it fair to his other teammates who have kids that *his* kid gets to come around and theirs don’t?  Or his teammates that just really don’t want any kid in the clubhouse, but didn’t feel they could say anything?  Yes, I know – everyone negotiates their own contract, but still…this is the type of thing that can definitely breed some resentment in the workplace.

— I don’t have children – more by circumstance than choice, but it’s been better all around for me – I realize I don’t have the time or patience for modern parenting.  But when did the workplace stop being an adult place?  No, I don’t hate children.  But unless my job actually involves kids, I don’t want them wandering around my workplace.  (Yes, I realize that saying this out loud virtually guarantees that I will get a job where everyone brings their kids in.)

— Finally – if this was a woman making this decision to step away from a high paying position – sports, CEO, whatever – would we even be talking about her dedication to her family?  Or a “sacrifice”?  Or lauding her as some kind of parental heroine?  Or would we just hear yet again, “This justifies women being paid less and/or not being moved up the ranks – they just up and leave anyway.”?

I hope Adam LaRoche is happy and at peace with his decision, and that his son understands and appreciates it.  But let’s not pretend that it was anything other than a luxury for him to make that decision – and it’s a decision that many people – men and women alike – simply cannot afford to make.

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I’ll admit it – I lacked imagination.

At, least as far as the campaign of He Who Shall Not Be Named is concerned.  (I realize this lack of imagination does not bode well for any future writing career I may envision…)

But I really didn’t see it getting to this point.  I figured he would get in to promote his book, get bored and be done with it.

I sure as hell didn’t see his racist, bigoted, and violent supporters coming out of the woodwork – or his gleeful embrace of them.  (I’d like to think it is because I like to see the best in people and not that I am a terrible political strategist – but it could be both.  There is probably a reason I am not being courted by K Street.)

In the very early days, I expected he’d have some support amongst the “we should run the government like a business” crowd.  (Even though you cannot and should not run a government like a business, and certainly not like he has run his businesses.  But there is always a percentage of the populace that wants a business person in charge.)

And then every time he said something more patently awful, I kept thinking, “OK, this will do him in.  Either his supporters will back away slowly or the party will do something, or both, and this farce will be over.”

And neither happened.

I will take some responsibility in this.  Somehow I have contributed to a society where it is acceptable to be the way he is, and the way his followers are.  I didn’t tell people that their words or actions were not acceptable often enough.  I didn’t condemn my representatives for allowing bad behavior towards our President.  I didn’t say, “You need to cut this shit out RIGHT NOW” in my best Mom voice.  (And I have a really good Mom voice when the situation warrants it.) I just kept writing it off to “Wow, some people are REALLY sore losers.”

But at the same time, I feel like there HAD to have been strategists in the GOP who saw exactly the things that I just couldn’t envision.  (And I feel for them, because it must suck to see things like this in advance.)

And yet, I read articles about how the GOP is “trying” to derail his campaign.  Look, I have seen House of Cards – hey GOP, you’re not trying very hard.

I know that my country isn’t perfect.  I know that racism didn’t magically go away when President Obama was elected.  I know that I have probably stayed quiet sometimes because I just couldn’t deal with a confrontation with someone.

But I didn’t see a George Wallace 2.0 campaign coming.

I just thought better of my fellow citizens, imperfect as we all may be.

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OK Universe, you win.

In a naive or just plainly stupid move, I had great hopes about securing a position within my federal or county government.  Not a senior executive in charge of everything position – just a public sector position.  And I have given up.

I’m not sure what the last straw was, but it has hit and my job searching back has broken.  (I suspect it was being determined “Best Qualified” for a cattle call for resumes that I somehow missed was a cattle call for resumes where there was no intent to hire.  Maybe not, but that stands out at the moment.  My bad for missing that they were just amassing resumes for a later date, but jeez.)

I know the governmental hiring process is slow – but there are positions where a decision hasn’t been made one way or another in 11 months.  There is slow and there is not hiring but refusing to say you’re not hiring.

So, private sector headhunters – I’ll be in touch.

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