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2014/07/25/did-someone-write-bad-joss-on-my-forehead

This week seemed normal, but several things are going wrong every day.

First, the dancer Alana writes to me that I shall remove her name from a post on Facebook from 2012 – with the statement “this should be corrected”. ok, I find the post and remove her name. I drop her a note that the reference has been removed. No ‘thank you’ or anything from her. No answer from her whatsoever. I designed a gorgeous costume for her, and was treated at that time like I was just the hired help. and when the costume was finished, and I know it is gorgeous, just look at the photos on my website, also no thank you. I only got complaints, claims that I was only producing her design (! a complete stretch if I was to publish the initial drawing). So I apologized and offered to make any alterations she might desire. No answer to this message. So this most recent contact has only dredged up the memory of how disrespected I was handled initially.

Second, I accidentally sent an email message meant for my supervisors to all of the branch supervisors. The most ignored it, realizing it was obviously sent to the wrong mail group. A few emailed me back with correction. But, as one of my colleagues pointed out, now they all got my name as the f up. sigh. Can’t take it back.

Third, I got reprimanded today at work for asking too many questions of a Dept of General Services employee. I shall just let him do his work and not ask questions, was told to me. Like I’m taking up this guys time and keeping him from his work. I politely answered ok.
However… the reverse is what actually happened. He was testing the air in the manager office and came to my desk to talk. And I gave him some plums I had brought in to share with my co-workers. He came by on Tues and Wed. and on both days interrupted me from my work to talk about the plums and ask me who came to clean the office. I asked him what the result of the air test was. He said it was ok. and that was it.
Then today, the Chief, not my Supervisor, but the Chief comes to me to say he got a call that I was asking too many questions.

It’s like I’m suddenly attracting negative interactions. everything is turning negative. maybe I fell off my cloud. umgotteswille!

what more can happen? well there’s still tomorrow 🙂

2014/03/09/non-supportive-boyfriends

I am taking a Financial Accounting class while working 40 hours a week and producing costumes for a fair. On the weekends I try to study for 3 hours in the morning to have the afternoons free to be with my boyfriend.
I’m at the accrual accounting phase and really need quiet and no interruptions while studying so I can concentrate. I need to pass this class so I can promote at work.
This evening over dinner my boyfriend says
–no disrespect, but why is accounting so difficult for you (you woman, dummy)? All you need to know is if you have more money than you are paying out. It’s pretty easy.

The reason you lose money is because the Rakkasah Festival costs too much and you aren’t selling enough.

Then he looks at me like I am so dumb not to see this and he has explained it because he knows.
The remarks about my business insulted me, because he knows that I have always broken even or made a profit at Rakkasah, but because he doesn’t understand the business, looking at it if he was doing it, it must be losing money.
So I repeated that I make money at Rakkasah, as he knows. So why am I losing money?
He can’t give an answer to that.
Because he never ran a business and doesn’t understand the workings or the accounting.
But insists he is superior in his thinking, as with everything.

sigh. I really need to pass the class to move up. with or without his support.
ass

2013/12/28/heute

If you are thinking of immigrating to the US from Europe, my advice is, don’t. Save yourself a lot of grief.
I have been here for 5 years and still do not fit in and frankly I don’t want to. What a poor, empty, superficial society.
Die Sache ist so. It’s every man for himself. no one cares about anyone else. me, me, me. Totally shallow and ego-centric.

2013/10/20/neue-webseite

endlich, heute arbeite ich an die neue bellydancermarta.com webseite. das erste mal seit 2011. habe den Server abbestellt und nehme jetzt nur webhosting bei 1und1 – gibts auch hier in Amerika. so jetzts gehts los!

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