We’re having a brief heat wave, which I am NOT happy about.
Last night a friend who works for NASA invited me to a special screening of First Man. Apparently it was the studio’s ‘thank you’ to NASA for consulting on the movie.
You guys, it’s so, so good. I think I was expecting more like an Apollo 13 kind of film, with familiar tropes and emotional arcs and all that. This is much different. You really get inside the experience of being strapped down in one of those capsules, spinning around out of control, hard landings, ejecting, all the shit these people had to go through physically and emotionally and the negative impact it had on their lives and the lives of the people around them. Rosling and Foy are sublime.
Fun! I want to see that. We took the kids to see “The House With a Clock in Its Walls.” The oldest got a little scared while the youngest laughed through it like the spooky little guy he is. 😉
I want to see both these movies. House With a Clock in its Walls was my favorite book in 4th grade.
Aside from work I went to the dentist and had a tennis lesson. Time is flying by, I can’t get enough done every day. I need to stop time like Evie in Out of This World but of course my dad isn’t an alien so I don’t get those powers. SMDH.
Here’s how my Thursday started: I arrived at the office, stopped in the kitchen to get coffee, and stepped in a puddle of brown liquid on the floor. Because I’m a functioning adult, I have to stop to clean up someone else’s mess, but because I’m a bitch I complain about it. So my coworker comes in and says “Just leave it.” JUST LEAVE IT??? You are part of the fucking problem, buddy!
I’m really trying to stop myself from doing things around the office that no one else contributes to, like refilling cups or arranging birthday lunches, because I’m sick of being a house mother at work. But leaving liquid on the floor is insane and I can’t believe my coworkers would choose to ignore it.
Sit on the floor next to the spill, say you fell and need OSHA to come file a report on hazardous conditions left unattended in your office. The idea of a federal lawsuit will get these people in line.
Or just tell Danny to get off his ass and clean it up when he sees it.
I agree on this issue. Sometimes I just can’t leave stuff, but sometimes I just have to out of principle. I recently read this article (https://hbr.org/2018/07/why-women-volunteer-for-tasks-that-dont-lead-to-promotions) about how women disproportionately volunteer for thankless tasks that don’t lead to promotions and how it hurts them in two ways – people think of them that way (the one who arranges the birthday lunches) and also they’re busy doing the thankless stuff so they don’t have time to do extra stuff that would lead to promotions. Ever since I read it, I’ve tried to be really conscious about making sure I’m not the first to go out and do this kind of stuff, but sometimes (like your brown liquid example) it’s just really hard.
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