Man, I am exhausted. I have the energy of a snail. The urge to go home and climb into my bed is damn near overwhelming. On top of that, my sinuses are once again infected. And me between insurance plans. Sigh.
I spent six hours correcting charts at my old job. It was the most ridiculous thing I’ve ever done. Most of it was simple errors. None of it had anything to do with client care and everything to do with insurance payments. And I didn’t get paid for my time.
Why, then, did I do it? They threatened to report me to the board if I didn’t. The guy who called me to talk to me about returning to fix the charts left the threat on a voice mail. It pissed me off, that’s for sure. Not to mention after 28 years in the Chemical Dependency field, this is the first time I was asked to return and make corrections in charting. I think they can’t afford to make a report about charting mistakes. The problem wasn’t me; it was their lack of a quality control process. And to their inadequate training.
Anyway, I hope I am done with them. When I did the exit interview with their HR department, I said I’d recommend people work for them. After this experience, I am changing my mind about that. You know the people I worked with were great. Friendly, helpful, and funny as all hell. But the office manager was a scold, uptight, and moody. Thank God I didn’t have to deal with her today. The assistant office manager was the one I dealt with, and she runs the support staff anyway.
But it’s clear the leadership is a collection of Peter Principle poster children. They have all risen to the level of their incompetence. And now the impact of this state is raining down on the direct line staff. It hasn’t reached the point of harming clients, but it is keeping the staff from achieving the best outcomes.
I’ve watched the Hulk/Thanos fight several times and it just seems there is something wrong with the Hulk. I can’t put my finger on it, but it just seems as if the Hulk is not his Hulking self. That he won’t come out later in the movie indicates there is something wrong. But I don’t think it has anything to do with being beaten by Thanos. It’s something going back a little farther.
Nor do I buy into the speculation that Loki is actually pretending to be Bruce Banner/Hulk. How, exactly, would that not be noticed by Dr. Strange – Master of the Mystic Arts? In “Thor – Ragnarok” Dr. Strange is able to sense Loki’s presence on Earth without even being in his presence. You think he’s not going to sense him from at less than 5 feet away? Exactly.
Anyway, I think the problem is that Bruce is no longer “always angry.” The Hulk will only come out when Bruce is angry. So my guess is that when Bruce finally gets angry again, Hulk comes out a hell of a lot more powerful than when he first took on Thanos.
Of course, like all the other posts on the internet about this subject, this is all just speculation. And I’m pretty sure I’m wrong. But, you know, what the hell. It’s just speculation. And it would be foolish not to speculate.
Yeah, yesterday’s runs and walks kicked my ass. I foolishly pushed myself farther in the first run than I should have. As a result, I was exceedingly wiped out. I ended up taking over an hour nap. I also slept hard last night, dreaming for the first time in a long time. Or perhaps I should say, I remember my dream for the first time in a long time. Not that my dreams make any sense. Time and place are always fungible and hazy.
In this case I managed to get a job working for the White House. I couldn’t tell you what the hell I did. I seemed to be liked by the higher-ups, and when it was time for a new administration to come in, I was assured I would still have a job. Yet I was hesitant to accept re-employment. Eventually, after talking to Tina, I decided to keep stay with the job. That’s when things got difficult. I couldn’t connect with the head woman who did the hiring, and who wanted me to stay in the first place. She kept going from one function to another.
Anyway, I finally woke up because Smokey decided it was time to play with the lampshade. So I am up, having given the spoiled felines their morning treat, set-up the coffee pots (Tina and I like different strengths of coffee), and am now typing away on this post. Well, for those of you reading it I am sure I am way past the point of typing. See, time if fungible.
Yeah, yeah, yeah. A thunderstorm moved in at 2:00 AM. There was wind; there was rain; there was a whole lot of lightning. It was very, very frightful. Somehow, this cup managed to stay on the deck table.