We had a retreat today. At the end, we stood in a circle and very earnestly sang and swayed. It totes reminded me of the movie “Us.”
In one of the retreat phases, I shared some thoughts about the topic we were discussing. A staff member (asst to the dean!) said that she loved my research and wanted to support me in any way she could. I was so stunned I didn’t even know how to respond. I’ve been getting weirdly positive - like super positive - feedback from people this week. I’m not sure how to cope with it.
I have long suspected that my roommate doesn’t use toilet paper because of drippage by the toilet. I have now confirmed this (I left 2 squares on the roll and they were there the next morning - and she pees quite frequently). You do you - but the drippage is gross. Also, I went to the bathroom today and the door handle was wet. I don’t think she washes her hands either. Euuuwwww.... (but technically she just drips dry, so her hands would be wet with actual water - it was just the thought of it all).
Also - she has literally done nothing around the house for weeks. Nothing.
She told me she is moving out on the 26th and asked me to find someone to move in then so she didn’t have to pay for the end of the month. Yeah. No.
A postdoc about whom I have complained before (bc he keeps asking me for parts of my NIH K and asking for help with things - and I send them and he never even acknowledges my help - much less thank me) texted me for help. So, my mentor’s dad died this weekend. Postdoc texted me today to ask how soon he can email her for help with his NIH grant. WTF? Don’t get me wrong - I wonder the same things about the massive number of things I need to talk to her about (esp since she won’t be back in town due to travel till mid/late June)- but I know better than to do anything other than to wait for her to let me know that she is ready to talk. I don’t know how to respond bc I am just so annoyed and feeling frustrated that his only interactions with me are to ask me to help him. I’m not his assistant.
I have now called my MDs office 8 times since my appt on Friday to get my prescriptions. I am literally at my wit’s end about this. It should not require this much work to get healthcare.
Non-complaint: I swear that Schitt’s Creek has the best and sweetest gay male romance I’ve ever seen on tv.
What’s up with you all?