When you do Facebook stalking be sure to NOT like any
pics and if you do cause you know fat fingers or whatever, unlike real fast and
pray they don’t get a notification for everything that happens on their page. I remember one time I was getting a notification
for everything which can get real annoying and I mentioned that I saw what I
know he had said on my page but then deleted it. And then he tried to act like I was
crazy. NO FOOL I saw what you said and
it’s not a big deal (cause it really wasn’t) but what you won’t do is act like
it didn’t happen when it really did.
So of course I was doing a little Facebook stalking and
got a little caught up in my feelings of nostalgia. It
used to be so much easier and I long for those days. Now it’s just hard!! Getting on the same page is near impossible and there are too many games that I
just don’t have time for and too many babies and mamas to think about and
schedules that don’t sync up and everything else in between.
WHY is there hair on my shit that aint mine!! AND WHY does
that little girl have on DOUBLE platform shoes at work?!?!? Why does the mail
dude always look a lil… off? and lastly WHY is the first thing I see as I leave is the security guard's big butt? Cause I like big butts and I cannot lie!!
I don’t like busy bodies and to me that means folks
(usually women) who are just always in everything when it does not concern them
and/or they are always trying to be the center of whatever which is usually
MESS!
I put the cat food upstairs because my finicky ass cat
decided she couldn’t eat while someone else was in the room and here lately
there is always someone in the room. SO
now this fool rushes downstairs and then is like OH SHIT my food is upstairs!!
For the life of me I do not understand why it is so hard
for people to do their job. I have had
50eleven jobs and I have always done not only what was required of my but
sometimes I went above and beyond because that’s just what was called for. Now
because of the environment I am in, folks are SOOOOOOOOOOO fucking busy all the
time. And y’all know I hate that as an
excuse. SO I ask you a direct question for information that should be at your fingertips but you want to send me to 2 other locations that I have to do the research!??! NAH son... I'm good. I don't even need the info, this was for the director. SO in the back and forth emails of you telling me what YOU not gon do, you coulda just gave me the damn information. Let's see how accommodating I am when you need something from me...
The reason for the blog today. I have moved from my 'who gon check me' mode because really WHO IS gon check me? to 'How is that my problem?' Lately it just seems like people have so many excuses that do not affect me in the way in which it affects them. Your emergency is not MY emergency nor my priority! And while I don't lack empathy, I'ma need for you to do what I need. For instance, my mom (aka the roommate) was just recently at a rehab facility that in retrospect didn't do much rehab at all, but anyway she was getting pain meds round the clock. On a particular day i went to check with the nurse to see if he had given her the meds. His response was well I am really busy and all these family members keeps asking me questions. So you know I did a quick jerk reaction and I stopped just short of saying what the fuck do you mean?!?! Instead I said EXCUSE ME? I AM a family member and my mother is in pain and you being busy is not really my concern. His poor planning and not reading his notes led to her getting her meds 2 hours later than she should have. so wait maybe that wasn't a good example... But ok (LOL) here is a better one, again dealing with the roommate, I have several caregivers because even though I have multiple skill sets, getting the gown over my mom's tight right arm has proven to be near impossible FOR ME! These women come in here and have her dressed in 5 minutes. So anyway the other night one of them said she needed to get here at 8. I said well the hours are 7-7 so if you can't make it then.... So she proceeds to say OH BUT I DON'T HAVE ANY OTHER HOURS!!! if it were on another day then I could do it. The whole entire time she is talking I'm like How is that my problem? I am all for people going back to school (which was her reason/excuse) so that they can do what they need to do in their lives. But MY need is for someone to be at this here house in downtown Woodlawn from 7pm to 7am. So no... not my problem.
The reason for the blog today. I have moved from my 'who gon check me' mode because really WHO IS gon check me? to 'How is that my problem?' Lately it just seems like people have so many excuses that do not affect me in the way in which it affects them. Your emergency is not MY emergency nor my priority! And while I don't lack empathy, I'ma need for you to do what I need. For instance, my mom (aka the roommate) was just recently at a rehab facility that in retrospect didn't do much rehab at all, but anyway she was getting pain meds round the clock. On a particular day i went to check with the nurse to see if he had given her the meds. His response was well I am really busy and all these family members keeps asking me questions. So you know I did a quick jerk reaction and I stopped just short of saying what the fuck do you mean?!?! Instead I said EXCUSE ME? I AM a family member and my mother is in pain and you being busy is not really my concern. His poor planning and not reading his notes led to her getting her meds 2 hours later than she should have. so wait maybe that wasn't a good example... But ok (LOL) here is a better one, again dealing with the roommate, I have several caregivers because even though I have multiple skill sets, getting the gown over my mom's tight right arm has proven to be near impossible FOR ME! These women come in here and have her dressed in 5 minutes. So anyway the other night one of them said she needed to get here at 8. I said well the hours are 7-7 so if you can't make it then.... So she proceeds to say OH BUT I DON'T HAVE ANY OTHER HOURS!!! if it were on another day then I could do it. The whole entire time she is talking I'm like How is that my problem? I am all for people going back to school (which was her reason/excuse) so that they can do what they need to do in their lives. But MY need is for someone to be at this here house in downtown Woodlawn from 7pm to 7am. So no... not my problem.
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