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it seems some of the ladies at work feel it's appropriate to baby me. i don't need to be mothered by my mother, i don't need other people who don't know how capable i am trying to take care of me.

today someone called my extension and asked for "tracey" i found this odd because the girl who had my job before me was named tracey, but i just said "you have the wrong number". she hesitated but tried again, asking by her full name, so i told her that tracey hasn't worked for bombardier in 6 years. she seemed quite surprised to hear that. it was truly bizarre. i'm certain it was an old friend trying to track her down. i'm really surprised that this woman thought that after all these years tracey would still have the same job. i know that some people hold the same job for a long time, but she'd already been with the company a while before she left. it seemed to me that during the last 6 years i've had 4 new colleagues in my department, 3 new presidents, 3 different office cleaners, 3 different food providers, 3 new computers, 5 different site managers, 1 carpooler, 3 company re-brandings, 3 different tea cups, renovations, new carpet, thousands of emails, friends come and go. time has passed, a lot has changed, and yet she still expected tracey to be there. listen... if you're trying to locate me in 6 years.... i hope and pray you will not be able to find me in that cubicle.

i'm gonna ask marilyn how she responds to the knickers when she's mean. because it always leaves me speechless, and i want to respond in a kind way that makes her aware of her rudeness.

i'm excited because i'm going to paint my bedroom this weekend. it's gonna look awesome :D

i know a place where we can go.