Have you ever have one of those moments when you are trying to think of a word and you just can’t? Or have you suddenly stalled while trying to think of a question to ask? And someone expects you to be able to do this quickly, but you can’t? Have you had this happen so persistently that you want to smack the next person who says, “oh, everyone forgets things?”
Wednesday, May 29, 2013
Wednesday, May 22, 2013
I am going to starting work soon! I generally get around via the bus, but the bus system in the Phoenix Metro area was not really designed with actually being something useful for people who need to get to work early in the morning in mind. My shift is going to be 7:30 a.m. to 6:00 p.m. on Saturday, Sunday, Monday and Thursday. My destination an hour and forty minute commute by bus during a high traffic period of the morning.
Tuesday, May 14, 2013
The owners of Amy’s Baking Company Bakery, Boutique and Bistro had an epic meltdown on Facebook. The meltdown involved basically screamed angrily in all-caps and threatening to sue everyone saying mean things about them. This restaurant received some heavy critique in an episode of Kitchen Nightmares. This episode showed the owners in a very negative light, with the primary problems being dishonestly prepared food (they used frozen ravioli instead of fresh even though they advertised it as fresh), and complete lack of kitchen organization or basic culinary sense, poor treatment of both staff and customers and a total and complete inability to accept criticism.
Saturday, May 11, 2013
After getting a severe run around with the mental health services provider I was attempting to work with, I was told the brief evaluation I received indicated I wasn’t seriously mentally ill, and did not qualify for SMI benefits. (Oddly enough, the person who did the initially evaluation felt differently about it, because she’s the one who indicated that I should go for SMI benefits. Not so oddly, people who actually know more of what I’ve been going through for the past three years agree that I am not well.) I am not going to appeal, but I am going to continue to seek help.