Today the work bullshit came from a different source...straight from the CFO's ass. To give you some context, I'm a chartered accountant working as a finance manager in an insurance company. Getting to this stage in my career took a lot of hard work, tears and relinquishing any semblance of a social life for several years. I wanted to provide opportunities for my future family that I didn't have growing up, and to know that I was self-sufficient and could make my own way in the world.
All that hard work paid off this afternoon. I was researching some accounting standards and writing up a memo on value in use methodology for the impairment of goodwill...OK, come back, I promise I'll stop! Anyway. I was working on this analysis for my boss when the CFO came in and said "Starbucks?" "No thanks," I said, to which he replied, "I wasn't asking." He then told me what he would like in his coffee and directed me to send out an e-mail to the entire department getting their orders and go fetch the coffee. ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME. 40 years of feminism and this is still what you think your highly educated female manager should be doing with her time. FUCK YOU.
this movie is way too close to reality for my liking
Bet you were wondering how kids fit into this, as billed in the title of this post. The following article is how the parents in my corner of the world have been raising my daughter's future classmates. I don't know whether to cry or scream.
By Jordan Chittley at The Daily Buzz:
Some kids calling themselves Children of the Hood wrote a letter to one homeowner in Canada explaining that he missed Halloween and left the letter in his mailbox. They write that the lady who used to own the house handed out candy apples, "but last night there were no candy apples. Come to think of it there was no candy at all from your home!"
The kids explain the mistake and say the homeowner can fix it next year by passing out chocolate bars. They say they will understand he probably can't make candy apples because he is a guy and that they receive too many bags of chips so chocolate bars are the perfect solution. Another way to rectify the issue is for the homeowner to deliver candy to the children on Saturday because they will probably have eaten all of their candy from Halloween by then.
But the homeowner didn't deliver any candy, instead he posted the note on Kijiji saying he is looking for the author.
"Dear Children of Entitlement (and likely their parents)," starts the Kijiji post. "You have gone ahead and reminded me of why I do not want children, and why I weep for the future."
The homeowner says he was not home on Halloween and has bought a huge amount of candy, which he will enjoy with his friends on Saturday.
What.the.fuck. Please tell me it's a full moon today, because I need to believe this insanity is temporary!