Happy Tuesday! There's nothing like waking up to your sister informing you that Dad's being a total asshole again. Apparently, he texted her last night, saying that if we didn't get him out of the rehab, he'd "do something drastic." I don't even know what the fuck that means. Of course, when she called him back, he didn't answer.
My suspicion is that he's thinking that if he's a big enough asshole they'll throw him out. I am so pissed and just ready to scream. I thought we were past this bullshit, but apparently not. I thought the pity party he was throwing when I visited was the worst he was going to have for the day. The therapist is getting tougher on him as he's getting stronger, and dad is resistant, and says he can't do it. It's deeply frustrating. I guess we had been without major drama for a while and he decided it was time to change that.
Monday was a day of putting out small fires and uncovering new ones to put out. It turns out that a dept adjacent to ours has been following a process that doesn't actually work, so that's going to have to be dealt with. Note, I didn't say that I have to deal with it--I just uncovered it, but I don't have the authority to make process changes. My job in this case was to say "Hey boss, this is wrong, here's why, and let it go. I suspect I'll still be dragged into the meeting, though.
Today will hopefully be a bit quieter, with just my normal reports to work, and being pulled into fewer calls with my manager to discuss what to do with our various problems.
My Staten Island counterpart, A, will be in, which is nice, because then I have backup for any fires that spring forth anew.
Tomorrow, I have a meeting to discuss changing our Out of Market pickups to their own queue. It's the first of what may be many meetings about this, as we'll probably have to go up the line of managers. This one is just A, me and our manager. Once we sell him on it, we'll move down the line.
However, I found out that the lovely![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
poisontaster is going to be nearby over the weekend, and is willing to make a pitstop on her way home on Monday! We haven't been able to occupy the same meatspace in at least 4 years, so I am very excited! It's something to look forward to!
Okay, time for me to go consider getting dressed. Ugh. I don't feel like pants today. But alas, the chair's fabric is too rough to stay in a nightgown. Everyone have a brilliant Tuesday!
My suspicion is that he's thinking that if he's a big enough asshole they'll throw him out. I am so pissed and just ready to scream. I thought we were past this bullshit, but apparently not. I thought the pity party he was throwing when I visited was the worst he was going to have for the day. The therapist is getting tougher on him as he's getting stronger, and dad is resistant, and says he can't do it. It's deeply frustrating. I guess we had been without major drama for a while and he decided it was time to change that.
Monday was a day of putting out small fires and uncovering new ones to put out. It turns out that a dept adjacent to ours has been following a process that doesn't actually work, so that's going to have to be dealt with. Note, I didn't say that I have to deal with it--I just uncovered it, but I don't have the authority to make process changes. My job in this case was to say "Hey boss, this is wrong, here's why, and let it go. I suspect I'll still be dragged into the meeting, though.
Today will hopefully be a bit quieter, with just my normal reports to work, and being pulled into fewer calls with my manager to discuss what to do with our various problems.
My Staten Island counterpart, A, will be in, which is nice, because then I have backup for any fires that spring forth anew.
Tomorrow, I have a meeting to discuss changing our Out of Market pickups to their own queue. It's the first of what may be many meetings about this, as we'll probably have to go up the line of managers. This one is just A, me and our manager. Once we sell him on it, we'll move down the line.
However, I found out that the lovely
poisontaster is going to be nearby over the weekend, and is willing to make a pitstop on her way home on Monday! We haven't been able to occupy the same meatspace in at least 4 years, so I am very excited! It's something to look forward to!Okay, time for me to go consider getting dressed. Ugh. I don't feel like pants today. But alas, the chair's fabric is too rough to stay in a nightgown. Everyone have a brilliant Tuesday!
