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Sick People and their Germs

It’s time to go back to one of my favorite rant topics. Why do people continue to come in to work when they are sick?

This is one of my top pet peeves. It is simply disrespectful to others around you when you come into the workplace sick. I don’t want your germs and work hard to take care of myself, only to be potentially (most likely) sabotaged by your inconsiderate nature. Normal people have problems with this. The fact that I have OCD just adds to the fact.

My diagnosed condition is not a cute little quirk or something I just say that I have in order to get attention. I’m sitting at work right now wanting to cry because I am completely powerless over other people that are rude and spreading their germs.

A little background:

This fall, coworkers were coming into work clearly sick and it was upsetting to myself and a few others. I consulted these like-minded people who informed me that they had tried to do something about it before, and that I shouldn’t expect much if I decided to speak up. I knew that for my own sanity I needed to voice my concerns. So long story short, we ended up having a company meeting. Everyone in the office now knows that I have OCD and that it truly causes me a great deal of anxiety. One individual decided to blame her sick symptoms on asthma. Forgive me, but I didn’t know asthma caused snot and phlegm *insert sarcasm*. The audacity of this individual to outright lie baffled me, and still baffles me. How she chooses to conduct herself and her respective higher power, but it doesn’t make it any easier for me EXCEPT for the fact that I spoke my mind. At least I tried, regardless of the result.

Fast forward to today, where two coworkers have HACKING coughs like they are coughing up pieces of their lungs. It is clear and obvious that they are ill. One coworker was filing something in the cabinets behind me, and one of the sickies walks by on the way to the bathroom. The person filing asked her if she was going to go home, and sickie said no and that she feels fine. “It just sounds bad” and “I’m not sick” were two statements that stuck out. As a result of them standing directly behind me, I suppose her saying that she wasn’t sick was supposed to assuage my anxiety in some way or another, but I know better. It really is hard for me to believe that people will lie just to stay at work.

I suppose I shouldn’t be surprised by others’ disrespect at this point in my life, but I just can’t shake that last little bit of hope I have for the human race.

UPDATE: Everyone, I bought an air purifier! I mean, I already have a few at home but I finally bought one for the office. It may sound ridiculous but the amount of peace of mind that it brings me is ABSOLUTELY PRICELESS. Even if it is purely the placebo effect, it’s worth it. The anxiety is decreased which will in turn boost my immune system. Kids, this feeling is great. Don’t worry, though- I’ll have plenty of other things that bother me enough to blog about. Have a wonderful day everyone!!!


Why I’d Hate to be an Ignorant Douchebag

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Last night, a YouTube video of a young man named Samuel H. went Facebook and Twitter viral. In it, Samuel makes a string of negative, racial remarks against Asians. In the aftermath of the video gaining so much publicity, some have said in Samuel’s defense that he was “just joking” and that “everybody makes racial slurs sometimes.” But where does one draw the not-so-fine line between comedy and ignorant, hateful speech?

YouTube user TheBsnyde2424 saved the video from Facebook, where Samuel himself originally uploaded it, and then put it on YouTube. In the information section of the video, he includes the following disclaimer:

The guy in the video is not me — Why I’d Hate To Be Asian (Totally Not Racist) is what this Samuel H. titled his video. He made the video public on Facebook and decided to belittle anyone who opposed his video with elementary school-like comments. He…

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On Feeling “Old”

Those hoodlums need to keep it down!

So being (well) past the point of 21 and having a steady and stable job has made me realize certain things.

I sound like my dad half the time. (Ex: “Don’t they know what time it is? SOME people have to get up and be at work tomorrow at 8AM!”) I’m cranky if I don’t get enough sleep. When 930 rolls around, if I’m not heading towards bed something’s up. Also, my tolerance level for bullshit and shenanigans has decreased IMMENSELY. Kids are idiots these days. I define “kids” as anyone still in undergrad and/or under the age of 23. For some reason, in my experience being 24 and more has brought with it certain insight into what being an “adult” truly entails.

Being entirely self-sufficient has its definite positives and negatives. Certainly I prefer making and spending my own money, but sometimes I think back to just a few years ago to just how good I used to have it. Not having to worry about paying rent, for health insurance, etc was quite the example of ignorance being bliss. For example, I recently had to have an appendectomy. It was all very exciting (not). I’m lucky enough to have health insurance with my job, but of course there are limits and loopholes galore. Emergency room fees, tests, the actual procedure, and hospital stay rounded out at a pretty hefty sum. I won’t scare you with actual number. Plus, every time I see the number, a little part of my soul dies.




Maybe I should move to Canada. I could begin a rant about healthcare in this country, but I’ll spare you (for now). ANYWAY- I am also lucky enough to have sick days and vacation days at my current job. I used all of my sick days and 1/4 of my vacation days recovering from the surgery (It’s only MARCH 1ST). If I had stayed out a full two weeks UNPAID, only then would I be eligible for short-term disability benefits. HAHA- two weeks unpaid. Can you imagine doing that when you know you have a ridiculously large bill heading your way in the near future? I mean, in the words of Sweet Brown “Ain’t nobody got time for that”. Daddy isn’t gonna pay the bill, I am. Herein lies my issue with adulthood. I am extremely blessed to have a steady job with benefits and I am well aware of that fact. It does not, however mean that everything is sunshine and butterflies 24/7. I’m grateful, but also concerned about my ability to handle everything on my own. This is one of the reasons I guess some women look for men to take care of them. Unfortunately (but I also like to think fortunately) I don’t have it in me to use another human being like that. Also, my ego won’t allow it. I have to handle everything ALL THE TIME with NO HELP from ANYONE! (However unrealistic, this thought frequently runs through my mind).

I didn’t realize how much I’ve been rambling. Apologies to you (somewhat- cause nobody is making you read this). However, adulthood all in all is great but scary. Adults would always tell me when I was younger to enjoy it while I could, whilst I rushed into adulthood at full speed. They do, however, say that hindsight is 20/20.

Too bad I don’t have 20/20 vision… and it’s not like I can go back to seeing the world through rose-colored lenses. *SIGH*

It’s Britney, bitch.

I don’t care what anyone says, or whatever happens in the future. I love you, Britney and you are fucking amazing. Get it, girl. Haters jus’ be jealous.

Happy (belated) National Grammar Day, everyone!

I am a proud, card-carrying member of the grammar police.


Wow.  It really is kismet that yesterday was National Grammar day. This is one of my TOP 5 Pet Peeves. When did correct grammar go out the window? I understand texting shortcuts and the occasional online quick-post, but some things really are unforgivable. When someone at least shows an effort to use correct grammar, it automatically makes them more attractive. Extra points for actual correct usage of “there” “they’re” and “their” as well as “your” and you’re”. It is incredibly unfortunate that this is the case.

The whistling and bullshit have started again today, but instead of wasting my time (other that the time I just wasted?) I will focus on other things that are more worthy of my time.

Happy Tuesday, everyone! My attittude has been adjusted and my outlook brighter than yesterday. I realized that none of of the BS is really that big of a deal, unless I let it become just that. I’m working on acceptance today, but before I do…

10 Reasons Why I Love John Malkovich

1. He’s a motherfucking badass.

2. He doesn’t give a shit what you think.

3. He embraces his uniqueness.

4. Hilarious.

5. He has that “je ne sais quoi” que j’aime

6. He is fluent in French.

7. He has failed multiple times but doesn’t let that keep him down. (Madoff scheme, clothing line, etc)

8. He’s not afraid to look like an idiot (I love the “I’m better, I’m back!” scene from Burn After Reading

9. Umm, hello?! Being John Malkovich anyone??? Genius.

10. His voice. Yeeees.