Meeting the Grand Poo-bah (and a different job offer!)

[madeleine]

It seems that my Excel assessment may have clinched the deal: Wednesday evening I'm scheduled to meet the Grand Poo-bah (aka the CEO) It just so happens that this woman is a nun!

No big deal, you may think. But you wouldn't say that if you had been raised in a "hands on"** Catholic school like I was

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[ladyvox]

Oh I love that Co-Op!! If they had something similar down here I'd join immediately!

[madeleine]

It's a wonderful place. Richard says it's a good home for hippies which is true but of course there are all sorts of people there :)

[miaau]

My school wasn't even Catholic and I was hit for writing with my left hand.

[madeleine]

Everybody knows that the left hand is favored by Satan - at least that's the roots of why Catholics discourage using your left hand.

Do you write with your left hand now?

[miaau]

I've always written with my left hand. My dad went up to the school after they hit me and threatened them with physical violence if it ever happened again, so I was safe. I know nothing about Satan being left-handed. I've been spared the idioticy of organised religion. I did have to do a holy communion, but that's because I wasn't really old enough to decide, then when it came time for that other thing called "confirmation" or something, I told them all to get f*cked because I wasn't going to swear my alliance to any organisation, especially not one that nasty.

But back to the left hand thing. One of my grand-aunts taught me to crochet with my right hand and to knit. I have batted (cricket and soft-ball) right-handed, but just because it felt easier. I mix and match and adapt as best as possible. I also eat like right handed people do, with my knife in my right hand, but if I'm preparing meals, like cutting vegetables and such, I hold the knife in my left hand and the potato peeler too.