Wednesday, August 22, 2012

Conversations I wish I'd never started

Conversation with my new coworker tonight.  (Side note, usually in the evenings there are just two of us working and it's not very busy so there's a lot of down time.  Previous coworker and I had lots of long chats about life, happiness, friends, & guys.)

Me: Where do you go to school?
Her: ____ Community College
Me: So what are you going to school for?
Her: Nursing.  But like, I don't want to be a nurse.  I .don't want to do anything really.  A stay a thome mom, maybe.  You know how women in the 50's just stayed home?  I want to do, like, that.  That'd be perfect.
Me: Umm, oh?
Her: Yeah, like nursing school is like so hard.  I mean to get into.  They want me to have good grades, like a 4.0 or something.  I can't get that!  Maybe if I only did school.  But I have like, a life.  And I work.  Community college is like, actually hard.  If they need so many nurses, why do they make it so hard?
Me: Uhhh?
Her: Anyway, I did some nursing work for awhile.  It was fine.  You know, bodily fluids don't bother me. 
Me: I get grossed out.
Her: I thought about being a cosmetologist because I like, love hair & makeup.  But that sounds like no money.  Also I thought about being a massage therapist, but I cannot like, rub people. 
Me: So bodily fluids are ok but rubbing is not?
Her: It's just like impossible!  Anyway, I don't know why they even look at grades.  What you want is a nurse that's just like, nice, ya know?  I'm super nice.  I would be great in an interview.  I hope they just like interview me.  And look at things I do in school besides actual school. 
Me: I'm going to go check the laundry.

Ladies and gentleman, that's the future. 

Monday, August 6, 2012

Anxiety, Beer, & Back Pain

1.  I've been struggling with my family over the past two weeks.  Like struggling to the point where it actually hurts my heart.  It's hard seeing people you love go through difficult things, it is even more difficult to see them make decisions that you aren't supportive of.  I know that I can only be responsible for myself and my own decisions but it feels impossible to still not be upset about it. 

2.  Yesterday we went on the Boulevard Brewery Tour.  It was a fantastic time and almost worth the two year wait. 



3. I wish everyone could talk more openly about mental health. At the very least I'm learning to understand my own struggle with anxiety. My biggest anxiety attacks usually show up on Sunday nights & Monday mornings and times when I'm alone after hanging out with friends and family.  Last night after the brewery tour I felt like I was literally dying, that my heart might actually explode.  It was my first anxiety attack in over a month, which was feeling like a victory.  But I sound like a crazy person saying I can't breathe because of the panic, don't I?  Tonight I'm fine and we'll try again tomorrow. 

4. My back has been in intense pain and I'm feeling a bit like I'm 25 going on 75.  I'm spending a lot of time on my heating pad and trying to figure out how to fix it.  It's incredible how much older I've gotten in the past few years.

5. Is it fall yet?

Wednesday, August 1, 2012

I caved and talked about Chick-Fil-A, also birth conrol.

Tonight I am scanning my Facebook page and am, for lack of a better word, confused about a majority of the comments (regarding Chick-Fil-A) I'm reading and also who the hell are these people and am I sure they are my "friend"?  As my blood is almost boiling because I hate ignorance and incomplete thought processes, I decided to take it out here on my blog rather than on Facebook (will I ever be able to just deactivate my profile?!)

Let's start by breaking down some things...

#1, Chick-Fil-A has always been closed on Sundays.  Simple thought process would lead you to conclude it's based on religious affiliations, which it should not be surprising, do not wave a rainbow flag by the cross.  This should not be a shocking revelation to anyone. 

"He simply stated his opinion on something, making this a freedom of speech issue."
The common "this is a free speech issue" comment.  If he'd said he doesn't support African Americans or women or the American flag or democracy, would we be so ok with calling it a free speech issue?  I think not.  Sure, he has free speech, but don't be blind to the fact that it still is a rights issue as well and people who are passionate about fighting for equal rights or those opposed, have the right to step up and speak their peace in return. 

Next of all, I don't care whether you eat Chick-Fil-A every day of your life or never eat it again.  If you refuse to eat Chick-Fil-A, I urge you to get educated on other businesses and what they support beause I am very sure Chick-Fil-A isn't the only business that does not support equal rights.  And likewise for the reverse.  And likewise again for other issues-child labor, employee rights, etc. You are incredibly ignorant if Chick-Fil-A is the only business you need to take a stand on.

Finally, for those who thing that a business owners opinions have no affect on their product and your consumption...get a clue.  This is America, you vote with your dollar.  Where you spend your money does directly affect various issues and this is a prime example. So don't sit there with your waffle fries and act like 20 cents of that didn't go to supporting groups who are against equal rights.

In other news, free birth control for the ladies!  I think this is amazing and to those who are comparing today's birth control victory to 9/11 and Pearl Habor, you should be ashamed of yourself.  You should be embarrassed and probably apologize to those who have suffered and lost loved ones to these very real tragedies.  There is a vast difference between American tragedies that have caused thousands of Americans to lose their lives, including soldiers, police offiers, firefighters, etc to a day when millions of women will finally have access to necessary and basic health care. There is no comparison. 

Lastly, I would like to direct you to The Wrong Side of History brought to you by Jenn.

Happy Hump Day.