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Wait...what?
We moved to our new location and the ES training team and I are figuring out how to customize our pod. We'll be pooling some money to get a basketball board, a putting golf set, a mini bowling set, a bean bag, a fridge and a coffemaker. We're putting all that crap in the pod and no one can complain about it.
I guess we're just trying to show everyone that this place is our turf now. The other "team" isn't exactly the type that will win congeniality awards. So, we are going to regress to our pre big school selves and "call" the pod. We got here first, so we make the rules. Beh.
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I remember my aunts and my mother telling me a lot of things I never really gave a flying frak about. They gave a LOT of unsolicited advice that I never believed in, that is, until now.
"You'll understand when you have kids of your own"
To which I replied that I will never have kids. I have 5 now.
I never appreciated the hard work that they put into parenting me. It seems that there's this parental paranoia lying dormant in you that explodes and kicks into high gear once that little shite stick shows you two lines instead of one. It's only now that I realize, how much of an insensitive bitch I was. Egad! I do understand, now that I have kids of my own.
"What do you want to do with your life? Don't you think it's time to grow up?"
Oh my god. I cower in shame. There's nothing like having kids that fast forwards your maturity and "growth". I want my kids to look up to me as a role model. (It isn't much but it's all they got) How can I be an effective role model if I hop from one job to another? That's why, I have to stick it out here. I just want them to be proud of me.
"Let's see how you handle a teenager."
Please don't scare me. I was a horrible teenager. The rebellion, the smoking, the drinking, the staying out late, the staying out for days... It's enough to give me an aneurysm right now.
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My new kids are teenagers.
I think I need to retire early.
And make sure that I have a lot of heart medicines.
I guess we're just trying to show everyone that this place is our turf now. The other "team" isn't exactly the type that will win congeniality awards. So, we are going to regress to our pre big school selves and "call" the pod. We got here first, so we make the rules. Beh.
***
I remember my aunts and my mother telling me a lot of things I never really gave a flying frak about. They gave a LOT of unsolicited advice that I never believed in, that is, until now.
"You'll understand when you have kids of your own"
To which I replied that I will never have kids. I have 5 now.
I never appreciated the hard work that they put into parenting me. It seems that there's this parental paranoia lying dormant in you that explodes and kicks into high gear once that little shite stick shows you two lines instead of one. It's only now that I realize, how much of an insensitive bitch I was. Egad! I do understand, now that I have kids of my own.
"What do you want to do with your life? Don't you think it's time to grow up?"
Oh my god. I cower in shame. There's nothing like having kids that fast forwards your maturity and "growth". I want my kids to look up to me as a role model. (It isn't much but it's all they got) How can I be an effective role model if I hop from one job to another? That's why, I have to stick it out here. I just want them to be proud of me.
"Let's see how you handle a teenager."
Please don't scare me. I was a horrible teenager. The rebellion, the smoking, the drinking, the staying out late, the staying out for days... It's enough to give me an aneurysm right now.
***
My new kids are teenagers.
I think I need to retire early.
And make sure that I have a lot of heart medicines.
