Spring Fling

I hate Spring! Oh yea, the weather is great and pretty things are blooming and cute fuzzy animals are being born, blah, blah, blah.

Along with the blooming though is a higher pollen count. I can't breathe, my head hurts. I feel like crap. Thank the heavens for pharmaceuticals. I would die without the aid of Flonase, and Allegra. Maybe if it gets really bad I can add an OTC drug too. God I love Spring.

Of course it could be worse, a co-worker of my spent the entire day sneezing his head off. He must have sneezed a million time today.

The weather is great though....

Buster in the Freezer

I haven't blogged in a week and all of a sudden I have 4 ideas floating out there. Two in draft form. This one however just had to be written....

The hubby and I went to my parents' for dinner tonight since my brother is in town. He brought the dog. We started discussing his best friend's boxer, and my mother asks "Is Buster still in the freezer?" This begs 2 questions: Who is Buster and why is he in the freezer?

Buster was apparently the friend's first dog. When Buster died, the friend did not want to bury it in the back yard because he thought he might be moving soon and would have to dig the dog up and move it (WTF). They also thought they wanted a necropsy to see if the vet did something wrong. Anyway, they put the dog in a drop freezer and then never moved, or had a necropsy. And now the freezer has become some kind of shrine. The dog has been in the freezer for like 2 years.

I stated the obvious that they should have the dog cremated and that solves the moving problem since they aren't doing the necropsy. Apparently my brother's friend won't do that, so Buster just sits in the freezer wrapped in a blanket my mother made for the family.

This was much funnier when my brother told it. Also the above is a picture of my brother's dog Logan, not Buster.

The follow up story is about the dead German in my parent's back yard....

Now its really, really official

At 10:00am EST today I was informed that my contract was not being renewed (we don't fire people here) and that as of June 30, I would no longer have a job. The kicker is that when I asked the big boss the reason, I was told "I don't really know, that is an HR issue and you will have to discuss it with them".

Ummmm, your the head of this campus and you recommended the termination and you can't tell me why you are firing me? WTF!!??

So the job hunt begins, I have 2 months. If you hear of anything, let me know.

Monday Moment of Zen

I give to you, your educational Monday Moment of Zen...the crack spider.

Its official

Well, it's official, I'm being fired.

Ok well not official and not quite fired but saying that "I'm unofficially getting a 6 month contract for performance review" is long and lacks the drama of the opening sentence.


I was told last Friday by a little bird that was not getting a contract this year, which is the same as being fired. When I confronted my boss, this is how the conversation went:

Me: I hear that some people are not getting contracts this year, I was just wondering if I was one of them.

Spineless Jelly Fish: Who have you been talking to?

ME: Ummm, what?

SJF: I don't know that you're not getting a contract, last I heard you're getting a 6 month review contract.

ME: Ummmm, Why?

SJF: You had a deficient file on your last audit.

ME: (Like you did last year?) Well is anybody else getting this review? (Like the guy who has been written up by the State 6 times in the last 18 months?)

SJP: You know I can't tell you that.

ME: So the last 8 years of service mean nothing?

Supervisor: Well you know better than I do that you probably ran a foul of someone on the contract committee. (Read the guy who was written up 6X)

ME: Ummmm, were you going to tell me? (Or stand up for me for that matter?)

SJF: Well, (squirm) I was waiting for official word.

ME: Ummm, ok great, thanks.

SJF: Well now, lets' talk about this (Do you not like me now?)

ME: Nothing to discuss, going back to work.

The thing about a 6 month contract is that you will never get a full contract. They will find a reason to fire you.

So here are my thoughts and theories:

1. The college president is trying to destroy our police training programs. We're
not academic enough (even though many of us have Master's degrees and some of us have Doctorate's..for shame). If he a show that we are losing money and are incompetent, he can move his precious BAS degree and get rid of the rest of the "blue collar trash"

2. Karma can be a bitch.

3. In times of trouble, you find out who your real friends are. (yea its a given)

For Wendy

Good luck with the 2 yr old herding.