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Saturday, November 7th, 2009 08:52 pm
Gakked from [livejournal.com profile] jaded_jamie.

• Leave me a comment saying "Resistance is Futile."

• I'll respond by asking you five questions so I can satisfy my curiosity

• Update your journal with the answers to the questions

• Include this explanation in the post and offer to ask other people questions

These were Jamie's to me and my answers:



1: What is the best single memory of being at school that you have?

I'm not entirely sure. One thing I've found out about myself is that I have a hard time picking "one best" or "one favorite" anything. Except Star Trek, of course! It would have been one of the many times I sat with friends until the wee hours talking about everything from Calvinism versus Arminianism to Star Trek to civil disobedience to Conan the Barbarian.... I had my first great group of friends in college and loved them, loved being with them. We lost touch after I left. Do you know the song "Bob Dylan's Dream?" That was my life - right down to riding on a train going west a couple years after I left college. For a long time, I couldn't bear to remember those times, because it broke my heart not to be a part of that any longer (mostly my fault, due to poor - and really, misinformed - decisions on my part, but also just part of life, leaving friends behind and making new ones). Now though, they're some of the best memories I have. I always feel bad for people who say about something, "I was really happy then - I wish I'd known it at the time." I was really happy then, and I did know it. I was very aware of it and savored it. Now it makes me happy to remember that time.

2: Pick the one person you dislike most in the whole world and tell me why?

Another hard one, mostly because I don't like to waste my energy and spirit disliking people. I don't mean that I like everyone, because of course I don't. In my mind, there's a difference between not liking someone, which seems rather passive, and disliking someone, which is active. I guess that's splitting hairs, isn't it? But it really feels different to me. In any case, it's split between three bosses I've had. Ultimately, I think it was an attorney I worked for in Las Vegas. He was always friendly to people's faces and treated everyone nicely, but would often laugh about them or talk contemptuously about them behind their back. He was one of those people who blame any mistake they make on their secretary. ("Oh, I'm sorry I missed that meeting - my secretary forgot to put it on my calendar." Liar! Lying liar who lies!) I'm pretty certain he also lied about his age to get into the Forty Under Forty program. I'd worked for him once before, at a different firm, as a temp, and at that time he was one year and two days younger than me. But when I worked for him while he was applying for the Forty Under Forty program, he was two years younger than me. Is that how you get into that program, by suddenly becoming younger to make the cut-off? Really? I have little use for people who lie about their subordinates to cover their mistakes and make themselves look good, or who treat people without the same level of education as they do with contempt - especially if it's behind their backs. I've also had a boss or two who thought all the support staff was beneath them, but they were open about it. I don't mind that nearly as much.

3: When was the last time you displaced rage onto someone?

Another hard one! I'm not a rage-filled person. I think I was moreso when I was younger - 11, 12, 13 - but I think that was mostly hormones. I do get angry with my employers sometimes for underpaying us all - I've done the research, they do - especially when the job market is still tight. They have a built-in excuse for not paying us more ("We're sorry, it's the economy" - except it really isn't, because people who've been there longer have told me it's always been like that). It makes things tense sometimes, trying to stretch those last few dollars till the next payday. That anger get displaced, I'm sorry to say, on Irish, especially when it's the day before payday, we're broke, and he wants to buy cigarettes or a coffee drink or eat out. I shouldn't get mad at him but I do, then I feel bad - it's not his fault we're short and he's not asking for unreasonable things! That's not rage, though, is it? I'll have to keep thinking about that one. At least when I get some of these medical bills (ordinary ones, like annual bloodwork and mammogram) that our health insurance chose not to cover paid off, things won't be so pinched. (As to why I don't look for another job - well, it took me six months to find this one after we moved here, I've been in school almost the whole time I've been there, I'll just have to look for another one in two years when I have my MLIS degree - and actually, except for the pay and a couple of the sillier rules, I like it. The people are decent and flexible, and legal work can be interesting.)

4: You have to choose a specific date and time that you will die. What is it?

First I would want to know when I would become unable to take care of myself due (I hope) to some aspect of old age, as well as having no close friends or relatives left. Then I'd pick the night of the last really good day before that, go to sleep, and wake up in Heaven.

5: You can choose any TV show or movie to be real and then you will live in that universe, what do you choose and why?

Ha! Another toss-up! Of course the original Star Trek universe is at the top of the list - it appears to be a good universe to live in, at least if you're a Federation member, and I could not only see the world, I could see beyond it. Meet Vulcans. Go to Starfleet and work on the Enterprise! However, for something closer to home, in which I'd still have my family and friends - Chicago in the Due South universe. Chicago's a great city and in Due South there are Mounties and good-looking undercover cops with experimental hair and deaf half-wolves who read lips. And sometimes peoples' dead dads show up to give them advice and build cabins in their closets. It's weird advice, usually, but there you are. Yet it's still a familiar universe and, as I mentioned, friends and family would still be close by not to mention the Field Museum and the Adler Planetarium. And who wouldn't want to live near the Lake they call Michigan?


If anyone wants to play, just comment. Though I'm not sure I'll have as deep and thought-provoking questions as those!