Today I did something I've wanted to do for years.
I went to my ex-bosses current employer's website and left a review detailing some of the worst things he did to me. I didn't even include everything. I did leave his name and told them to ask for him by name.
I hope it helps even one person who is being harassed by him. He did so much evil stuff to me that there wasn't room to include it all. I could go on for pages and pages about the crap he pulled.
Maybe it wasn't the nicest thing to do but I feel like a concrete block has been lifted from my shoulders. Someone needs to know what he did. HR at my previous job was a joke...they only cared if someone gay was being bothered. Since I am not gay, they didn't care. They always took the side of management even if I had a million pieces of documentation showing I was correct. They didn't seem to care.
I hope someone is able to avoid the oppression I worked under for 6 years. He ruined my self-esteem, caused me untold hours of self-degradation and worry. All because he knew I could do his job better then he did. He went to a lot of trouble to break me and drag me down.
If I had it to do over, I would have called him out the first time he tried it. But I didn't. Today I did what I should have done 6 years ago.
I took up for myself.
I am now going to continue to take up for myself.
If I don't, who will?
Tuesday, May 14, 2013
Monday, May 13, 2013
I have another pity party...and you are invited!
I haven't been to church in a while- didn't go yesterday! My son, his wife and the kids brought me flowers and pizza, so we all had a good time!
I haven't been to church lately because there is one person there who makes me sad when I look at her,
The pastor's wife.
When I met her a few years ago, I thought she was a really nice neat person I would like to get to know better. She was nice and funny and seemed really down to Earth.
When I joined the church, I looked forward to getting to know her better.
It didn't happen.
When I sent her a friend request on Facebook, she didn't approve it. After almost 2 years, I cancelled the request. Since I use a nickname on Facebook, I just figured she just didn't know who I was, even though she has liked some of the things I posted.
But I noticed that sometimes, when I see her coming my way, I'll smile at her but she turns her head and ignores me. She breezes right past me.
Often when my daughter-in-law was on Facebook, she would say, "Oh, did you see what Betty (not her real name) posted? Oh, that's right, you guys are friends on Facebook!" It made her happy to see that she had something I didn't. Chick and Betty were such friends they even went running together.
I just wonder what was said between Chickie and Betty. Did Chickie disclose private things I had entrusted to her? If she did, were they embellished? There is no telling what she thinks of me.
She leads the song part of worship and I have to see her if I go to church. She now seems a bit smug and I don't know if I would even want to get to know her better now knowing how she treated me.
I'm sure I'm nothing to her, just another face in the crowd. But there is a big difference in how she treats me and how she treats every other woman in the church.
What did I do to this bitch? Yes, I called the pastor's wife a bitch! I believe in calling things as I see them.
I suppose I should just put my big girl panties on and get over it. But sometimes getting over it isn't possible, you just have to plow right through the middle.
P.S. DELL COMPUTER STILL SUCKS!
Saturday, May 4, 2013
I hate the Dell computer company! Dell SUX!
... BUT DOING LESS THAN I PAID FOR!
I'm sorry. Again!
I haven't updated in an entire month. The 7 people who read her will stop coming to see me if I don't start updating more.
I got a new Dell computer in October and IT SUCKS! The cursor has a mind of it's own and that is deterring me from updating. It just happened again! I had to go back and correct the line my cursor screwed up, then retype the line I was writing. Dell people, you owe me a freaking computer! I'll be sitting outside waiting for the UPS guy to bring it, okay?
The Mom dreams have evened out. I think everything will be okay there.
I haven't written any Amish vampire porn, but it's on my to-do list.
I purchased some grapevines, roses, crepe myrtles and a wisteria bush to plant, but the weather is not being cooperative. It's gone from 85 degrees last week to 42 degrees this week. I keep saying that I will plant my garden but then the temperature dips again. Right now they are flourishing in the Coleman cooler I stuck them in. The cooler is holding what heat there is in so the plants are thriving and it's easier to water them. ONE DAY they will end up in the ground!
This darn computer screwed up again. Dell, you people are going to HELL for making suck a sucky piece of crap I paid $600 for, such a waste of money.
Dell is going to HELL, I made a rhyming funny! Me so talented!
Seriously. The Dell people need to get a stick on and contact me to fix this piece of crap. Plus I never got info about my $15 upgrade to Windows 8. I am stuck with Windows 7. I hate wasting money and I hate being lied to. Dell made me waste money and I feel like a fool for spending my money on this piece of junk. Of course, it worked great for the first 30 days. Then the evil Dell-hell software kicked in and now it is a piece of utter crap. I would go back to my old laptop but I had it scrubbed and gave it to my granddaughter. Now it's full of puppy games and doll dress up games and utterly useless to anyone but a 10 year old girl. She even has a Justin Beiber wallpaper, for God's sake!
The people at my church are doing a Daniel fast, which means no meat, no sugar, no processed foods. Lots of grains and nuts, which are 2 things I can't digest. So I am forced to live in sin because I can't do the fast.
I haven't been to church lately, unless you call Facebook church, haha! I missed the entire series on "What Am I Here For Anyway?" but a friend gave me the book. I still haven't read it, so what does it matter? Now the pastor is doing a series on how to pray. I know how to pray. My version of Jesus is what I believe in. I don't treat him like he's a good ole boy who lives in the trailer next to me and gets good dope. I don't treat him like Santa Claus, asking for material things. I don't treat him like he's my personal hit man, set to exact revenge on people who dare to cross me. To me, Jesus is a cool dude who cares. What more could anyone ask for in a Savior? I pray often, but I guess I treat it like an on-going conversation. I don't get down on my knees. I don't have a special room dedicated to prayer. I hope this doesn't send me to Hell.
But if I did treat God like my personal hit man, Dell would be on the top of the list.
Thursday, April 4, 2013
white horse
I had a dream about my mother. it wasn't scary. I was glad to see her. I had picked her and my niece up to take them downtown. Then I realized she had my purse, so I went back downtown. I got my purse and took her and my niece home. Not quite sure why she didn't stay, but we had a nice chat in the car.
I was glad to see her. I woke up happy, but then I remembered she was dead. But the happiness wasn't gone. I know she loved me. Years ago, we agreed we would see each other in our dreams and we would be sure there was a white horse. In my dream, there was a white horse in a playground, one of those horses toddlers ride on a spring.
It was white.
Monday, April 1, 2013
the amish vampires
I have been checking out the searches people use to get to my blog. If you are looking for amish vampire porn, this is your place!
I have no idea why they end up here. One day I will write an amish vampire porn tale and make a few of you in the Midwest really really happy. so don't be surprised if I add an amish vampire porn page.
I went to my weight loss group. They gave me the "biggest loser" award for the weight I lost in the hospital. I got an "eat this, not that" supermarket guide, which should come in handy. it has good choices for everything you might buy at a grocery! so maybe I can lose some more pounds.
Did I mention that I got an I-phone 4, with a fuschia and white Otterbox case? Very girly. I have ordered a small stylus that goes in the plug on the top. I will be geek chic! I have downloaded a few free apps. I want to photograph my food on an instagram stream. I need to learn to do this next. Aren't you just chomping at the bit to examine my dinner?
I watched kind-hearted woman tonight and I might buy the entire series on dvd. It was very interesting to see how the Indian Tribal Courts work.
Blogger is forcing me to type in both upper and lowercase letters. I hate the man! Freaking establishment! I fiI don't use caps, it looks like this was typed by a drunken 5 year-old.
Great, now I'll get all the pedophiles looking for pictures of drunken 5 year-old.
I have no idea why they end up here. One day I will write an amish vampire porn tale and make a few of you in the Midwest really really happy. so don't be surprised if I add an amish vampire porn page.
I went to my weight loss group. They gave me the "biggest loser" award for the weight I lost in the hospital. I got an "eat this, not that" supermarket guide, which should come in handy. it has good choices for everything you might buy at a grocery! so maybe I can lose some more pounds.
Did I mention that I got an I-phone 4, with a fuschia and white Otterbox case? Very girly. I have ordered a small stylus that goes in the plug on the top. I will be geek chic! I have downloaded a few free apps. I want to photograph my food on an instagram stream. I need to learn to do this next. Aren't you just chomping at the bit to examine my dinner?
I watched kind-hearted woman tonight and I might buy the entire series on dvd. It was very interesting to see how the Indian Tribal Courts work.
Blogger is forcing me to type in both upper and lowercase letters. I hate the man! Freaking establishment! I fiI don't use caps, it looks like this was typed by a drunken 5 year-old.
Great, now I'll get all the pedophiles looking for pictures of drunken 5 year-old.
not haunted
sometimes when we wish for things, we don't really know what we want.
when those wishes come true, we realize how wrong we were.
I haven't had any dreams about my mother lately. it still doesn't seem real. I was thinking today that I might get her a dvd copy of "hope springs" because she is was a big tommy lee jones and meryl streep fan. then I remembered, she's dead.
dead people bear no tales. dead people watch no movies.
I wish she would come back in my dreams. but I want her to tell me something, something important. like when I or my husband will die and how, winning lottery numbers, where bobo can get a job. something important. something that will change my life. I know that is selfish. I know she loved me but she wasn't always the best mother. I guess I have some bizarre wish that in death, she becomes the perfect mother and give me all the secrets from the other side.
I was never good enough for her standards, but she coddled my sister who never tried to do anything.
maybe now she can see how hard I have tried to lead a good productive life, instead of standing there with my hand out.
I hope she visits me again. I was wrong to wish that I stop dreaming about her.
when those wishes come true, we realize how wrong we were.
I haven't had any dreams about my mother lately. it still doesn't seem real. I was thinking today that I might get her a dvd copy of "hope springs" because she
dead people bear no tales. dead people watch no movies.
I wish she would come back in my dreams. but I want her to tell me something, something important. like when I or my husband will die and how, winning lottery numbers, where bobo can get a job. something important. something that will change my life. I know that is selfish. I know she loved me but she wasn't always the best mother. I guess I have some bizarre wish that in death, she becomes the perfect mother and give me all the secrets from the other side.
I was never good enough for her standards, but she coddled my sister who never tried to do anything.
maybe now she can see how hard I have tried to lead a good productive life, instead of standing there with my hand out.
I hope she visits me again. I was wrong to wish that I stop dreaming about her.
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