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cyranoDisappointment of the day: Sour Skittles are just regular skittles dusted with citric acid. q:
Disappointment of the week: Only a month after our last shift bid, we're gearing up for another one, and so my hours and days at work are once again up in the air. Plus they're getting rid of my medical insurance provider as of the first of the year, which means I have to start all over with talking to doctors about what my medicating habits have been for fifteen years and how they're going to monkey with them and whether I'm allowed to go back on meds without seeing a counselor and all that crap. Which once again makes me wonder if there's any significant difference in my mood and behavior when I'm off the meds and if I'm going through all this crap for nothing.
But in Safeway today a pretty girl hit on me. Well. She commented on my Good Vibrations t-shirt, asked me if I was 'interesting', and invited me to a Palo Alto munch on Wednesday nights. And we talked long enough to thaw my frozen dinner entree.
Plus the housemate made yummy chicken soup for dinner.
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Of course I forgot the entire reason I was going to write up a post because it pissed me off so much that I blocked it out.
Yesterday afternoon I was assaulted by my first passenger. Because of the weather, many flights were delayed. All of our planes are too small to be accessed from the terminal--all of them require either stairs or elevator access. And the elevator at Gate 78 is always broken, or about to break. It--Christ, this is a story that requires too much telling, and I already told it in the 'Irregular Operations Report'. Allow me to sum up. A passenger who needed special attention landed ten minutes before her connecting flight departed. Doors close ten minutes before departure time so I told her we'd get her rebooked because even if we could get her up the stairs with her crutches and cast, she'd never make it. She was verbally abusive, then when I politely agreed with her assertions about my character and my heritage, she became physically abusive and started hitting me with her crutches. I quickly passed her off to another agent, went to the supervisors' office, wrote my report, and left for home.
The traffic was blessedly light for an afternoon on 101, and there was a de Victoria mass in the stereo. The sun was going down, and the quality of light made it look like Grace.
Disappointment of the week: Only a month after our last shift bid, we're gearing up for another one, and so my hours and days at work are once again up in the air. Plus they're getting rid of my medical insurance provider as of the first of the year, which means I have to start all over with talking to doctors about what my medicating habits have been for fifteen years and how they're going to monkey with them and whether I'm allowed to go back on meds without seeing a counselor and all that crap. Which once again makes me wonder if there's any significant difference in my mood and behavior when I'm off the meds and if I'm going through all this crap for nothing.
But in Safeway today a pretty girl hit on me. Well. She commented on my Good Vibrations t-shirt, asked me if I was 'interesting', and invited me to a Palo Alto munch on Wednesday nights. And we talked long enough to thaw my frozen dinner entree.
Plus the housemate made yummy chicken soup for dinner.
Edit
Of course I forgot the entire reason I was going to write up a post because it pissed me off so much that I blocked it out.
Yesterday afternoon I was assaulted by my first passenger. Because of the weather, many flights were delayed. All of our planes are too small to be accessed from the terminal--all of them require either stairs or elevator access. And the elevator at Gate 78 is always broken, or about to break. It--Christ, this is a story that requires too much telling, and I already told it in the 'Irregular Operations Report'. Allow me to sum up. A passenger who needed special attention landed ten minutes before her connecting flight departed. Doors close ten minutes before departure time so I told her we'd get her rebooked because even if we could get her up the stairs with her crutches and cast, she'd never make it. She was verbally abusive, then when I politely agreed with her assertions about my character and my heritage, she became physically abusive and started hitting me with her crutches. I quickly passed her off to another agent, went to the supervisors' office, wrote my report, and left for home.
The traffic was blessedly light for an afternoon on 101, and there was a de Victoria mass in the stereo. The sun was going down, and the quality of light made it look like Grace.
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HUGS
Date: 2003-11-10 10:21 pm (UTC)Re: HUGS
Date: 2003-11-11 12:25 am (UTC)I think she already lives in it, hon.
And by the way, your new icons are lovely.
Re: HUGS
Date: 2003-11-11 12:33 am (UTC)I think she already lives in it, hon.
Probably so. I should be more forgiving, except I don't like the idea of my friends getting abused like that. More HUGS.
And by the way, your new icons are lovely.
Thank you. :-) I've been having soooo much fun with this whole 50 icon thing!
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Date: 2003-11-11 12:14 am (UTC)Is it company policy that you have to get hit without filing charges, or calling security, or doing anything to in anyway incovenience her for her asinine behaviour? That's fucked up.
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Date: 2003-11-11 12:24 am (UTC)I said no for a handful of reasons--the first being that I was not positive of the identity of the passenger. I was pretty sure, given that there was one passenger on the flight whose record mentioned needing a wheelchair, and she'd mentioned needing to go to Gate 70. I didn't think that making more trouble for her would make me feel any better. And, even if I didn't forgive her behavior, I could understand it. She's probably in pain, her flight is an hour late because of the weather, and she's going to be delayed even further. Admittedly, there's a SFO-LAX flight every forty-five minutes to two hours, so it's not that long a wait.
I didn't want to file charges. I just wanted to be somewhere else before I said something nasty to her, which would not help the situation, would make me feel bad about myself and actually *could* get me in trouble.
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Date: 2003-11-11 05:42 am (UTC)You're a good man.
You're right, she probably had her own little hell going on, and while her reactions were not appropriate or acceptable, they were likely understandable from her point of view. It's a thin line, sometimes between sanity and beating those who work with the public with a pair of crutches.
Doesn't mean I don't want to track the silly tart down and beat her with her own crutches for being mean to you, though.
*hug*
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Date: 2003-11-11 09:46 am (UTC)Or to leave her there on the tarmac where she could be arrested for being unescorted in a high-security area without a badge or an escort.
But it would not have made me happy in the long run. (Certainly not as much as doing something that makes you proud.)
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Date: 2003-11-11 07:38 am (UTC)That's what I used to have to do when transferring doctors or dentists.
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Date: 2003-11-11 09:48 am (UTC)Now all I have to do is find a new provider that will give me a decent co-pay, let me see somebody I trust, and agree to treat 'pre-existing conditions'. I hope this will be easy.
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Date: 2003-11-11 09:35 am (UTC)I don't know that I've ever seen anyone get physically abusive with airline/airport staff. Verbally, sure, I see drunk passengers get into it with the boarding staff sometimes, but physical? I like to think that I'd have reacted the way you did. I don't know if I would.
*hugs*
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Date: 2003-11-11 09:54 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-11-11 05:47 pm (UTC)And... A Good Vibrations T-shirt!?! Squeee! I'm sure that's a total babe-magnet!
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Date: 2003-11-12 10:35 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-11-13 12:44 am (UTC)You probably have the hardest job on earth. The President has nothing on you, nobody with intent to beat him up can touch him. Dealing with the Great Unwashed all day. Most folks would become homocidal in a matter of weeks.
I'll check with my friend Jen and see if we can't get you canonized. Do it myself, but I was brought up agnostic.
nice
Date: 2003-12-31 02:34 am (UTC)Need a penis enlargment?
Date: 2003-12-31 02:31 am (UTC)Lets get down to bunisness shall we...frankly I dont care if you need a penis enlargment or not. I realy dont care about anything at all. I dont care about what Im typing at this very moment,which by the way, I can do without looking. I dont even know what your website is about, nor do I care to know. However i am extremely bored so fuck you. Please forgive me that was rude, uncalled for, and very childish.
Re: Need a penis enlargment?
Date: 2003-12-31 06:16 am (UTC)