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i am: 40...a capricorn / moon in pisces / libra rising...an old soul with a young spirit...older than i look...contemplating my 3rd tattoo...NOT a web designer...a lesbian...working things out with the g.f....a native iowan...a graduate of cornell college and ohio state...a critical reader and thinker...really rather shy...agnostic...an ardent feminist...a bleeding-heart liberal...a pacifist...and so not your average white grrl...
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feeling generous? *grin*
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January 16, 2003
people suckmy sister hasn't acknowledged my birthday. nary a call, card, note, or e-mail. she's missed it before, but she always warned me that the card or the gift or whatever was going to be late. this year? not a word. yes, we've had some issues during the last year. yes, she and her husband have both been laid off recently (from the company that bought enron, where they both worked before its demise), and are in the middle of some ugly associated legal problems. but is a call or a card or an e-mail too much to expect?
s received a belated x-mas card the other day from her mother, who wrote:"break the chains of the devil. i pray for you and lisa so you will see that god loves you, and that god's love is enough." in other words, she (finally) knows we're not going to "change" (read, become heterosexual), but that's okay...as long as we end our relationship, deny our love for each other, and come to the realization that "god's love is enough." i would like to ask her one question: why wasn't god's love enough for her?
last year, i participated in completing our departmental diversity plan, recently mandated by the university in its increasing attention to "diversity issues." last fall, i was talking to the head of our h.r. office, who said that she wanted me to be on the diversity committee for our department (of ~160 employees), and i made my interest in that clear. the other day, i learned that the committee was formed in november, and i'm not on it. i have a strong feeling that my boss had something to do with it. it would be so very him to put the kabosh on my participation (despite his insistence that my involvement in diversity-related activities be a part of my "professional development goals" for last year's performance review), just because he could. if it wasn't him, then it was someone else deciding that i don't deserve to be on this committee. either way...i'm pissed.
the thing about people who suck and what they do that makes them suck is, it's always worse when you don't...or rather, when you consistently do everything in your power to ensure that you don't, even if you do slip up and suck occasionally (as we all do).
and it's worse yet when you make the mistake of caring. i wish i didn't care that my sister has—with the exception of the kind of perfunctory notes dictated by emily post and miss manners—pretty much written me off. i wish s (or i) didn't care what her mother thinks or says. i wish i didn't care that someone with the power to do so has deemed me unfit to serve on a committee that i actually care about. but alas...we do.
so, yeah. people suck.
12:45 PM
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