To Noise complainer

November 11, 2009 by HM

To the person who’s complaining about my noise level;

Buy a pair of ear plugs.  I have a pair at my desk and in fact, I’ve got a whole container that has about 50 pairs.  I use them when I need some peace in my work environment and when I need to concentrate on something.  Don’t worry, you’ll still hear your phone.  Ear plugs aren’t that good.  I’ll even give you pair if you come by, but that would mean revealing who you are.

Alternatively, you could buy a pair of noise-cancelling headphones.  I’ve got a set that I can sell you.

You work in a building that has no walls and I guess you’re not used to having a group of people who actually show up to work. It’s a mystery to me how you’ve made it this far, unless you’re a new hire.. but this isn’t likely because new hires tend to go with the flow instead of complaining about their neighbours.  Honestly, what do you do if your new neighbours bother you?  The answer is that you’d move if the situation got bad enough.  Here’s a suggestion, though: why not get to know your neighbours?  We’ve been friendly enough to everyone on the floor, despite being discouraged by the constant scowls on people’s faces.

Instead, you make the work environment uncomfortable.  To that, I say, “Fuck you.”  You work on floor with 100 people, suck it up or work from home.  What’s the matter with you, anyway?! Complaining that the people around you talk too loudly?!! What kind of a retarded complaint is that?  Don’t you have a real complaint to complain about?  I put with with sexual harassment from my manager for months before I got myself switched to a different department.  I didn’t complain about that and neither did the other women in my group.  We all just quietly left or relocated ourselves.  What’s wrong with you?  Why are you wasting HR’s time with something as minor as people talking too loudly.

I don’t want to work near a nit-picker like you any more than you want to work near someone like me, but unless you want to quit your job, we’re stuck together.  Guess you never learned to play nice in the sandbox.

Noise complaint

November 11, 2009 by HM

I’ve been complained about to my HR department for talking too loudly.  I don’t know what to make of the complaint.  First of all, my job requires me to be on the phone.. and yes, sometimes I can get a little loud if I get excited or something.  I’m doing my group’s on-call so sometimes it can get a little hectic and I’ve never been very good at hiding my emotions.. so I can get a little loud.

I just don’t understand why the person who complained about me didn’t just come up to me and talk to me about it.  There’s not much that I would really do about it because it’s like trying to change my personality.. and that’s something that comes with time.  I wasn’t being loud to annoy anyone and I’ve never had that sort of complaint before, despite having worked in a cubicle environment for the last decade.

I’m not sure what to feel.  At first, I felt indignant.  The complaint was about me and another of my co-workers.  My co-worker had called the complaint petty.  This was the middle of last week.  This week, I’m wondering if indeed, I am very loud and disruptive to others.  If so, I’m not sure where I can work.  I can’t work from home forever.. but I’m not sure where else I can move to.  I don’t know how to remedy the problem because there’s no way to get feedback from the person.

I’ve got a lot of mixed emotions about the entire thing.  When I was at work today, I was belligerent.  I purposely spoke even louder and laughed a lot and laughed as loud as I could, without making it sound fake.  But now I’m not sure.  I want to be moved.  I don’t want to work in an environment where I’m not wanted.  I’d like to talk to my manager.  I’m not happy with the situation and with what I feel is a hostile work environment.

My job requires that I talk.  I do support.  Sometimes the work is frustrating and sometimes I’m loud.  Sometimes it gets stressful.  Sometimes I have to deal with big issues that require co-ordination, where I’m typing at my workstation and shouting to my co-workers 3 cubicles away.  Those I have no apologies for.  It’s part of my job.  It’s a necessary part of my job.

My manager is trying to get the issue resolved.  I guess I need to be patient, but patience isn’t my best suit.

Bikram Yoga

November 4, 2009 by HM

I’ve been sick for the last while and I’ve been missing my Bikram yoga.  It really sucks and I really want to go, but the last two times that I went, I left feeling rather feverish and got a cold right after.  Then I didn’t go for a while and when I went back, same thing.  I felt feverish for a couple of days and then got a cold.  So I’ve been missing it.  I think this is the third week that I’ve missed it. At first, my body complained bitterly about not going.  My shoulder was so sore, it was ready to fall off.  Then for whatever reason, my body became okay.  Well, sort of okay.  I’ve been eating too much, so my jeans are fitting rather snug these days.  It’s a good thing they make some jeans with spandex.

I’m not sure when I’ll go again.  I’d like to go again soon, but I just don’t think that my body would make it.  I’m not feeling up to it.  I’m not really sick right now, but I’m pretty stressed out with work and this stupid H1N1 thing.  I’m planning on taking my kids to get their shots tomorrow.  That will give me some peace of mind.  I don’t know when I’ll be able to get the vaccination.  I hope that I don’t catch it.  It sounds horrible and I really don’t have the time to be sick right now.  Maybe in a couple of years when my kids are older.

Nanny update

October 9, 2009 by HM

My nanny’s friend was fired from her job because too many people were poking around.  The nanny agency contacted the employer and he totally freaked out and told her to pack her bags.  It’s funny because I don’t think she would have left on her own.

Now she’s living with me.  It would be okay if she & I could get along, but I find her incredibly irritating and I suspect that most North Americans would find her attitude irritating.  She doesn’t like to make eye contact with me.  She mumbles when she speaks to me.  For the most part, she’ll speak Tagalog with my nanny, so I have no idea what they’re saying.  This is rather frustrating.  And she smiles.. a lot.  She smiles all the time.  This would be something that’s nice, but combined with the lack of eye contact, the mumbling or speaking a language I don’t understand, all this results in me feeling very alienated in my own home.  As well, my nanny’s friend’s cousin helped her by taking the bus with her and when I came home yesterday afternoon, there was this new person in my home who I didn’t know.  It was not a good feeling.  I mean, I’m sure that the friend’s cousin is a nice person, but I don’t know them and I feel a bit violated that I hadn’t been notified that they’d be coming into my house.  It felt very odd.  I didn’t say anything at the time, but gave the girl the cold shoulder.

And today was day 2.  I was working from home today, but as far as I could tell, the only thing the woman was doing was playing with my son.  I’m not too happy about this either because I don’t know her.  I’m pretty sure that she’s not some crazy woman and won’t harm my son, but I don’t know her.  I don’t know her personality and I did not approve of her as my son’s care-giver.  Frankly, I don’t like her victim-attitude and I don’t want my children to be exposed to that.  The other day, my son was running with my daughter and he pulled ahead and said, “I win! I win!” like any other preschooler who watches Thomas the Train.  She said to him, “No, you lose.”  I did not like that, one bit.  I didn’t know what to say because she’s friends with my nanny and she really has no where else to go if I turn her away.. but I really don’t want her caring for my children.  I don’t like her helplessness.

Yes.. and today was day 2 and she did nothing to try to find a job.  She’s unemployed in a new country.  She has no money.  My nanny offered to pay for her room & board, but I don’t think that she could afford it.  The going rate for homestay students is $700/month.  Honestly, I’m not interested in increasing the size of the household because my time is already stretched so thin.  I’m not interested in having to do more shopping or more cooking.

So I’m hoping that if I drop more hints, she’ll get off her ass and start looking for work instead of getting me to find something for her.  Geez, really?  You’re depending on me to find you a job?  You’re kidding, right?  Are you really that freaking useless?  This is the exact attitude that exploitive employers are looking for, but it just makes “good” employers irritated and want to smack you up side the head, figuratively.  I would never abuse another person, especially if they thought that I was their “superior.”  I really dislike her caring for my daughter because she’s a terrible role model.  Thank goodness, my daughter is only 15 months old, but honestly.. I worry about the damage that this woman is doing to my children’s view of women.  I am a strong, capable woman who refuses to let others bully or belittle me.  I don’t like to see it, but if there was ever a person asking to be victimized, it would this woman.  It’s a terrible thing to say, but you can’t go around with so little confidence in yourself and not have others affected by it.

There a mom looking for a nanny and I’ve “recommended” this woman, but I also told the mom that she needs to meet her and see if the “fit” is right.  Someone might want someone like her.  Who knows, right?  I’m not that hopeful that she’ll find a good family to be a nanny for.  She’ll do better as caregiver to an elderly person or couple.  I can’t see any North American mother wanting this woman as the caregiver to their children..  she’s not a good role model.

Abandoning children

October 9, 2009 by HM

Today, I was at the medical clinic with my son.  We waited a nice healthy 2 1/2 hours so it gave me plenty of time to check out the other parents.  At one point, a woman who (I assume) is the mother of a set of twin girls left the clinic.  Her kids looked to be around 4 years old and she just left them.  She said something in Chinese to them before she left.. but still, she left.

Being the tattle-tale that I am, I told the receptionist, who told another receptionist, who went up to the children and demanded to know where their mother was.  One of them answered, “She left.” The receptionist demanded to know where she had gone to.  ”Shopping.”

This is so profoundly different from the way that I parent… and here’s my example.  During this same time, I had to go pee, but seeing as we were in a medical clinic, I didn’t want to take my son with me to the washroom, for fear of germs.  So I sat there, holding my bladder for 2 1/2 hours.. meanwhile, this woman left her children behind.  If I’m in a store and I can’t see my children, I freak out and start calling for them.

Of course, the woman returned and the receptionist chewed her out.  Too bad child services weren’t contacted.  If I were the receptionist, I would have called them.  A medical clinic is not a good place to leave children, even if they aren’t very cute.

Nanny

October 4, 2009 by HM

I never intended to be a superior employer. It was never my intention. I was just treating my nanny with dignity and respect–the same respect that I give my co-workers, my bosses, and most people I see on the street. It’s a sad state of this world to know that by treating my nanny like a human being, I’m a very good employer. It’s shocking and disguisting. I’m not going out of my way.

My nanny has a friend who was recently arrived in Canada. She’s been working 15 hour days since she’s arrived and her first day off will be at least 19 days after her arrival.

I’m so disguisted with her situation. I’ve been in contact with the labour boards, a lawyer, and the police department. I want to get her out of that house. She seems like a such a sweet person, I hate hearing how she’s being worked so hard, afraid of her employers, and essentially trapped in their home.

I need to calm down, though. Although they are working her very hard, I don’t think there is any physical harm being done to her. Her employers are bad, but likely not sadistic monsters. Not serial killers. They make her serve them, they might even yell at her.. But it’s unlikely that she’s being beaten, I hope. She’s not being sexually abused, I hope. I don’t know, of course. I’ve never met her. I know very little about her.

My nanny gets paid the normal 8 hours and extra if I ask her to stay. The thing is, even after her shift, she hangs around and plays with the kids and interacts with me. I don’t pay her for extra time that she puts in where she hasn’t been asked, but she’s also not obligated to hang around. She can read the paper or do whatever she wants.

I suppose I pay for a couple of things for her that I don’t need to: airtime on her cell phone because I don’t have a home phone; her medical coverage; and every once in awhile, I buy her flowers because she really likes flowers. I guess I go beyond the minimal requirement, but it’s not very far. Certainly not enough to warrant being called a good employer. It’s just sad to see how nannies are typically treated.

More family problems

July 6, 2009 by HM

My sister is insensitive.  She’s also an idiot.  You know the type of person.. they are unaware of themselves and are unaware that they are unaware.

My cousin is visiting.. He’s here only one weekend (6 days) and she took him on a trip to a sleepy little town that has nothing interesting.  She has the whole week off and I only had the weekend off, so I’m annoyed that the two afternoons that I have off are the ones where he’s out of town.  Okay.  Fine.  He said that he wanted to make over here for dinner on Sunday.  Sounds great.  They were at the ferry terminal at 4pm.  2 hour ferry ride, another hour drive back into town. They can bring dinner.  She wants sushi.

For the last 6 years of my life, I’ve been living in the same city as my sister and I have not eaten raw sushi.  My children don’t eat raw sushi.  My husband doesn’t eat raw sushi.  Yet, every month or two, she brings raw sushi over to my house and acts appalled/insulted when I tell her that I don’t eat raw sushi.  6 freaking years of repeating myself.

I didn’t wait for them for dinner because I didn’t want sushi.  It’s okay because they didn’t make ferry reservations so they had a 2 sailing wait.  So I don’t get to see my cousin today.

My cousin’s trip is what has caused my frustration with her to come to a boiling point.  I’m so angry with her… and here’s the rest of why:

She totally undermines my parenting.  If I say that I don’t my child to go swimming with her, she disregards my words and goes and asks him.  He’s two and a half years old.  She does this with all sorts of other things, too.

She forces me to be a bad parent around her.  She brings over all sorts of food and forces it on me.  She’s constantly trying to give me money.  This doesn’t seem like such a bad thing, but her attempts to give me money makes me feel like I’m some sort of charity case… that she’s somehow better than me or at the very least better able to manage her money than me so that’s why I need a handout.  The only way to get her to stop is for me to curse at her.. in front of my children and in front of her child.  I don’t like to swear in front children, but she does not back down until I swear at her.  I’ve tried.  It also works if I yell at her.  Yelling is another thing I don’t want my children seeing if I can help it.

She’s very negative.  Before I figured out my childcare solution, she kept telling me horror stories of baby sitters and daycares.  Frankly, she scared me half to death and I was ready to stay home and care for my children on my own.  During this time, she kept suggesting that she could drop to parttime hours and care for my children on the weekdays and I could care for her daughter on the weekend.  For about half a second this seemed like a good idea.  Then I remember who I was talking to.  She takes on more than she can handle and then freaks out on people, yelling at people.  At one point, I told her to stop calling me at work because her phone calls were disturbing.  She works at the hospital so her hours aren’t normal.  Something would happen and she would call me at 10 in the morning, at my office and yell at me.  It would get me so wound up, I wouldn’t be able to work for a few hours.

The most recent of these calls, she called me irresponsible.. and here’s why.  A while ago, my mother had an MRI appointment.  These are difficult to get, but because my sister worked at the hospital, she was able to get one for my mother within a month.  However, the night before the appointment, my niece gets violently ill.  Apparently, her father had gotten violently ill a day before her.  It was so bad for him that they put him in the hospital because he was so dehydrated.  I’m sitting at my sister’s house, it’s midnight and my niece is crying and vomiting.  I’m crying because I feel so bad for my niece and I feel completely helpless.   She had told me that she thinks that my niece and her father both have the Norwalk virus.  She gets mad at me for crying.  I tell her that I can’t take my mother to the hospital because there’s a possibility that my mother has the virus because it’s extremely contagious.  There’s no way that I’m going to be responsible for getting anyone’s child or elderly parent ill.  I was not going to subject sick people to this virus if I could help it.  I called the appointment line and told them that my mother can’t make the appointment because there’s a possiblity that she has Norwalk.  I  tell them this becuase I don’t want my sister to turn around and take my mother.  It would not sit well with my conscious.  It was terrible seeing my niece vomiting like that.  It was a moment that made me not want to have children… but becuase I did not take my mother to hospital when I said that I would, she calls me irresponsible.  Most people would thank me for not spreading an extremely contagious virus, but to my sister, I’m irresponsible.

So she’s my older sister and I was told to listen to her by my parents.  It was a habit, I guess.  She would tell me all sorts of stuff and I would listen to it.  Most recently, she arranged a birthday party for her daughter.  I guess it was a fair amount of work because she told me not to give my children birthday parties until they ask for them.  My daughter just turned one and my sister told me that I was taking advantage of my child’s age by not buying her a gift for her birthday.  I had been planning to have a small family celebration, but of course, with her taking my cousin out of town, this wasn’t possible.   So she missed my daughter’s birthday.

And it’s getting late.. and I need to work early.  So that will have to be that for now.

Strip Club

June 7, 2009 by HM

There’s a famous strip club in the city that I live in.  A couple of celebrities are seen frequenting this particular club.  I’ve heard good things about it, but I’ve never been.

My husband has a friend who enjoys this club a lot.  So much so that I became curious about it.  What’s so great about it?  I thought that I should go there at some point with my husband.  I surprised myself when an opportunity presented itself, but I didn’t want to go.  I felt self-conscious.  What if I was recognized?  I thought that I had gotten over all this after I graduated from high school.  I guess not.  I’m slightly disappointed in myself.

Immunotherapy II

June 7, 2009 by HM

After the trip to the ER, the allergist lowered my dose.  I’ve received 2 shots and had only minor reactions with each of them.  Thank goodness.. I don’t think that I could have handled more of the those previous reactions.

Not the end, afterall

May 27, 2009 by HM

I got a call from my mother this morning.  Funny.. it was as though nothing had transpired between the two of us.  She just told me to come pick up some food that she had prepared for my kids.  That was all.. no mention of anything else.  I even went over there and it was asthough nothing had happened.

I didn’t stay long since she was on her way out the door.  I had arrived with my son.  It was a little sad that he normally welcomed her with a big hug and kiss, but today, wouldn’t hug her.  It means that she’s not seeing enough of him for him to remember her.