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[magical thyme]

19. I've been feeling freer, but also cranky at any attempted impingement on my freedom

I no longer work with fear of losing my job. That's a major relief. I have no particular goals around either job; they are paychecks, nothing more.

I found a message on my answering machine last night from the lead hematology tech asking me to come in for a couple hours on Thursday to be trained on the new instrument. I went nearly ballistic. The new instrument has been there for over a month and last month I had tons of available time to train on it. Instead, she waits until right before I head into a tightly scheduled month by trying to wreck 1 of the only 2 two-day weekends I have. Never. Again. This afternoon I called the lab supervisor armed with a saccharin voice backed up by bazookas, tanks, grenades and a couple nukes. She was armed with...er, nothing. I can learn to stick a spec on the thing during my scheduled work day on Saturday. The hema tech can give me the full training on the 27th, when we're already scheduled to work together. And I'm right, it really is a pity the hema tech didn't think to call me a month ago to schedule the training.

But that's the thing. I'm walking around ready with my nukes for anybody ANYBODY who dares step in my space. I'm the quintessential old man yelling at the sky, "GET OFF MY LAWN!!!!!"