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I reconnected with an old friend tonight. She moved away years ago, and contact was sporadic since then, but she's now back in Lincoln, and eager to rekindle the friendship. We've seen each other at our best and our worst since junior high, have gone through good times and bad, and being with her tonight was great. We've both changed, our lives have taken very different paths, but it was really healing in a way.
Today was...today was just interruption after interruption. I wish I hadn't gone into the office on the one hand, but I'm glad I did on the other. I wasn't wrong that #testgate is probably the next bit of drama that's coming. Another case manager got approved to sit for the accreditation exam. She only has six days to study, and she has test anxiety, so she's not expecting to pass, but wants to take it so she can at least get a feel for everything. She and the Asshole were complaining to me today about the test, and the pressure, and how hard it is, and I'm like, "TRY TAKING THE BAR EXAM, FFS." (The accreditation exam is like the bar exam, except it's SOLEY VA law. Once they pass, they can represent clients at hearing, get accepted to practice before the Board and Court, etc. They also don't need to be supervised by an attorney, because it's their accreditation on the line if they fuck up. It's a very big deal, so yes, it's a tough exam.)
Also, why are you whining to me? If you pass it, you have a chance for promotion (not the Asshole, but the other two). If you don't, you still have a job. Their supervisors have told them not to worry about anything other than studying until the test. But the Asshole was whining to me about the binders, and how hard it's going to be, and how stressful it is. I finally did say, "Imagine taking the bar." Why he's even talking to me, I do not know. I'm still mad at him.
I basically had nothing on my calendar yesterday for tomorrow, but now I have a meeting and two client calls, and I'd been hoping to focus on some deadlines coming up. Our head of information and technology was like, "Can you review these videos ahead of time?" Lady, I have four major deadlines next week, plus law clerks starting. I can try, but the hour of my time you're already demanding (even though I understand the necessity) is sending me into a panic attack. Yes, panic attack city today, thanks.
And next week, we have "Law Clerk Week," which means we have four new law clerks starting, so I need to put together a panel discussion and some other shit, and I would really much rather sit at home and write my briefs. And I kind of hate writing briefs!
I truly need everyone to STFU and focus on their actual fucking jobs for a week. Or maybe I just need to tape a picture of the Hulk to my office door to warn everyone off.
Random news: tomorrow is haircut day for Tony. He needs it. The last hairball was truly epic, and he loves it, so that's happening.
15. In 1878 Vaseline was granted a patent (U.S. Patent 127,568) - do you have uses for Vaseline?
I use the teensy Vaseline tubs as lip balm. It's the only thing that doesn't make my lips burn and peel.