#hydesdm talks

While I’m working @tamarinfrog‘s... @searching-for-bananaflies... @cafe-cardamari? (I don’t know which to tag anymore)​​ fan comic, I’m gonna post up some drawings of my past on here to reflect upon them and see how I’ve progressed throughout my life.

Ratatta’s will fuck your shit up.

No, seriously guys.  I almost had my whole team get their asses handed to them by a paralyzed Ratatta who would just not stop crit-killing my team.  My Pikipeck got away with 1 hp left, and 2 others already fainted after 1 critical hit.

Since I really couldn’t decide which side to join for Splatfest, I decided to ask my Splatoon OC’s who’d they join; The out come was Callie 11 and Marie 12.  So I’ll be joining team Marie!

Every person you have a crush on turns out to be gay and you're not.

The same thing except you're gay and they're not.

You get Rick Rolled by said crushes.

The girl you have a crush on will never notice you because she's too busy chasing the guy she has a crush on who is already dating and has no interest in her at all...and they're not real because they're from an anime.

When a friend dates you, only to find out that you were practice for their actual crush.

You're married to a pineapple.

So, yeah, where to start?

Today, I just got a talk with some of my co-workers about something: an investigation about verbal abuse.  From what they said, someone must've posted something on facebook (and that's all the details I got) and I'm the prime suspect, so it seems.  So while the investigation is going on, I'm suspended from work until further notice (my boss/person who talked to me calls me in, etc.) and there are 3 possible outcomes: 1-it is deemed...some...word, that I'm drawing a blank on, and no action is taken, everything is hunky-dory, and the days I was suspended will be paid.  2-disciplinary action, which probably means I'll get scolded and have to retake some courses again before I get to work again. or 3-termination of my employment, which is BAD!  Even though most times I know I'm gonna lose an argument because, well, that's just how my life is, but that was because no one really tried to help me out in my case;  well, they are this time, but I still feel nauseous...

See, I work for activities at a Manor Care, which is like a nursing home, so I work with elderly people.  Sounds like no big deal right?  Well, no; imagine you're a baby-sitter, except the kids you're looking after are much older than you and have way more rights than you do, among other things.  These people aren't who they used to be.  Some of them were very intelligent people, but age and other things have lead to declines in many, so memory, emotions, and other things aren't at their optimal functionality...much like me (I've even said it's like trying to take care of a bunch of me's, only they're older).  And since they have more rights, things tend to weigh in their favor.  Even if they can't hear properly or remember it fully.  They have rights, and one of them is "freedom from verbal abuse."

I'll admit; I sometimes don't recognize the tone of my voice when I talk to people, and I've had others say that I talk to them in a snotty/nasty tone (when I do catch myself, I immediately apologize and say it in the proper tone), but the thing is, I'm not that verbally abusive. I don't LIKE having to raise my voice at people (even when they're hard of hearing...) and I don't lash with my tongue at people in an abusive way.  The only time I lashed at people with my tongue was in Elementary school because some kid was being a real prick to me.  I'll also admit that I was already slightly irritated that day the facebook post was made due to some issues earlier that morning in the dementia unit, but I was basically back to square 1 with my emotions by the time I guess the post mentioned something.

I reached 50 followers, somehow.  I guess I should celebrate this in some way...