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superbadgirl ([personal profile] superbadgirl) wrote2021-09-11 08:26 am
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People are people

so why should it be, you and I should get along so awfully?

Earlier in the week, walking Walter. He paused to sniff a tree in someone's side yard. We were there maybe 20 seconds when the lady of the house runs out and shouts, "You need to keep that dog moving!!"

Uh. Okay. Because usually when I am walking we linger on people's lawns for ten minutes at a time.

Yesterday, walking Walter, came across a guy walking his dog. Guy was glued to his phone, paying no mind to dog and letting dog poop everywhere without even attempting to pick up and dispose. I genuinely do not understand why people think that it's okay to leave their giant dogs' giant poops on other people's property. Or public domain.

At work, we are supposed to retain a client and complete their intake start to finish if they are requesting a particular type of program. Colleague not only didn't do this and had the appointment rescheduled to me when she could not reach the contact person, she also didn't even try to call the client directly - why? Because the screening said to call the care facility. This is annoying because no one at the care facility will be able to answer the questions we need to ask, only the client can. So why not try calling them?? Employ a little (very little) ingenuity and think outside the box. Yes. I got the appointment, called the client and boom. Done. No foisting it off on someone else. It's not that difficult to not be a dick about things. Her excuse: I just don't know what the process is anymore, it changes so much. (This process has not changed for six months. She is, frankly, a bit of an idiot who is bad at her job but kisses up to management to get special treatment.)

That all said, on this anniversary - I am grateful for all that I have, etc. And thoughts for my nephew who was deployed to the middle east specifically for the evacuation. Twenty years, wow. I personally cannot watch anything related to the events of that day, after seeing nothing but for a solid week after it all happened and feeling, like the rest of the nation, vulnerable in ways people in other countries had lived with for decades. Just can't.