I'm supposed to be picking up a rental car right now to drive to Niskayuna to see Travis and co. for Americade. But I'm not. Why? Because Bank of America doesn't post payments until Midnight, meaning that the payments that I set up for today won't post until midnight tonight, meaning that I have $0 credit available meaning that I can't have a $300 hold put on my card to rent a car. FUCK!!! And of course I find this out now. If I'd known about it last night, I would have made a payment last night, but since I assumed that things worked on a business day model, not so much. FUCK!

So instead I'm leaving in 20 minutes to get a bus from South Station to Schenectady which instead of taking 3 hours will take me 5. And I've let down my friends. I am displeased.

Work has been fucked recently too. I keep staying late, because intakes come in around 4, and I foolishly think that I can finish them in an hour. And the last few intakes I've done have been trauma-licious and that means the write-up is really fucking long. The good thing is that my supervisor says that I'm pretty good at them, I just need to pay more attention to detail. Which is a relief, because I was really concerned that I wasn't doing them right at all.

I dislike my office mate. Distinctly. I'm able to be professional with her, but I really don't like her. She is one of the most judgmental people I've ever met. How do you become a therapist and be so fucking judgmental? I don't get it. She went to Smith for social work, and then did a year's fellowship at MGH in psychoanalysis. And she's not used to working within a team. I've done team approach my entire career so far, and I love it. And she has the gall to tell me what to do with my clients, and how to work with them. I've been working in the field longer than she has, albeit by a year or so, and I know how to work within a team, and with angry teens. With short term therapy such as ours we don't go to root problems, we problem solve. I don't want to hear about your family unless it has a direct bearing on what's happening now and how you're operating in the world.
She's smug, and superior, and thinks she's so wonderful for being vegetarian. We were having a conversation about it, and she said "I can give you some pointers on switching to vegetarianism if you're interested." And when I said "I'm not, thank you", she got pretty annoyed. I grew up veggie. I started eating meat for a reason, and I don't like the "veggie meat", because it's so fucking processed. She's full of contradictions, where she's all good for the earth veggie etc. and then she'll go drink 3 Diet Cokes in a day and eat stuff from the vending machine. And because I've been there 4 weeks longer than she has she expects me to tell her what to do/how to do things. I'm fucking busy! She hasn't managed to learn how to fill her time yet, and she'll just sit and stare and be bored.

Oh, and she's got severe anemia which means that she's always fucking freezing. I'm an athlete, I tend to run warm. I like my rooms cool. It's a constant battle, and one that I can't be super-forceful about because it is a medical thing. I work Sun-Thurs, she works Tues-Sat, so when she finally starts her normal schedule I'll only have to deal with her for 3 days a week, and one of those days will be short because one of us will have a Wednesday late night.

She also miraculously doesn't seem worried about waiting for the bus on Blue Hill Ave on her late night. Bitch is crazy. Seriously. Anyone who lives in Dorchester can tell you that it's a bad idea to hang out there at night if you want to stay safe.

My 80 hour training starts next week, It's a week of 40hours of training, a week at work, and then another 40 hours. This is the mandatory DYS statewide training, procedures, restraints, etc. I'll probably know 1/3 of it by the time I get in there just from working for a month.

So basically: job=awesome, stressful, office mate= bitch, staff=awesome, boss=awesome. I think it works out fairly well.

And now off to Americade. I will drink heavily tonight. I will also buy a motorcycle jacket this weekend. Wish me luck!