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Background: I'm the longest standing employee at my company, 15 years and running. I've brought in some people/friends over the years who have continued working at the company to this day. One my roommates from college and his wife have been working there 10+ years. He's the VP product development and she's in charge of HR/accounting.

Our investors have had some other legal issues outside of our company and have brought in a new CEO and board over the past 2 months to get the company more organized and structured so they can try and raise some VC money. Well the new CEO is old school from the 80's and he's clashed with our culture which has been "dot-com based, startup" after all these years. To make the long story short, he let my friend and his wife go yesterday and it was a bombshell to the entire company. I can understand some of the reasons why, but it's just a bombshell after all the #### some of us have been through over the years and we all have nothing to show for it, except being employed. Since the new CEO took over my pay has been cut 20% and I've been working harder than ever.

Nothing else to add....just needed to rant. Pretty #### day today.

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[rant]Background: I'm the longest standing employee at my company, 15 years and running. I've brought in some people/friends over the years who have continued working at the company to this day. One my roommates from college and his wife have been working there 10+ years. He's the VP product development and she's in charge of HR/accounting. Our investors have had some other legal issues outside of our company and have brought in a new CEO and board over the past 2 months to get the company more organized and structured so they can try and raise some VC money. Well the new CEO is old school from the 80's and he's clashed with our culture which has been "dot-com based, startup" after all these years. To make the long story short, he let my friend and his wife go yesterday and it was a bombshell to the entire company. I can understand some of the reasons why, but it's just a bombshell after all the #### some of us have been through over the years and we all have nothing to show for it, except being employed. Since the new CEO took over my pay has been cut 20% and I've been working harder than ever.Nothing else to add....just needed to rant. Pretty #### day today.[/rant]
That sucks, dude.
 
[rant]Background: I'm the longest standing employee at my company, 15 years and running. I've brought in some people/friends over the years who have continued working at the company to this day. One my roommates from college and his wife have been working there 10+ years. He's the VP product development and she's in charge of HR/accounting. Our investors have had some other legal issues outside of our company and have brought in a new CEO and board over the past 2 months to get the company more organized and structured so they can try and raise some VC money. Well the new CEO is old school from the 80's and he's clashed with our culture which has been "dot-com based, startup" after all these years. To make the long story short, he let my friend and his wife go yesterday and it was a bombshell to the entire company. I can understand some of the reasons why, but it's just a bombshell after all the #### some of us have been through over the years and we all have nothing to show for it, except being employed. Since the new CEO took over my pay has been cut 20% and I've been working harder than ever.Nothing else to add....just needed to rant. Pretty #### day today.[/rant]
Ugh
 
I feel incredibly violated (cue the Sandusky jokes).

At my house I keep a room that is my own little cave. I've had some personal demons in my past and I use that room to work things out. I have little issue sharing with you guys because I know none of you in real life. I keep many journals discussing various problems from my childhood and other things on my mind. Some of the things from my past are incredibly ugly. There's no other way to put it. As recently as this past year suicide has always been on my mind. Anyhow, I use this room to go crazy. The room is an absolute mess (though the rest of the house is pretty clean). I have a dry erase board where I even wrote Suicide in large letters across the top and had a big yes/no option below. I wrote my options to end things. I gathered the materials. I wrote a list of friends/family to write letters to. I wrote a letter to each person on my list. I discussed things with very few close friends (though not quite to that extent). I got drunk and decided to do it or not. I got hammered. I decided I was tired of living how I had lived. I also decided if I wasn't going to kill myself I was going to work my way past my demons and actually start enjoying life a lot more. I circled the no option with a fat red marker and felt amazing. It was surely just some symbolic gesture to myself but it felt really ####### great. Since that time my life has been going much better. Things have been improving slowly and steadily. I'm not necessarily happy all the time but I am relieved for the first time in...honestly, ever. Since the age of 8 or so I cannot ever recall having such a small emotional burden on my shoulders. I will never be able to describe the burden I lifted from myself. Life truly is good. Some of my very close friends (3 people) know what I use the room for. They respect it and I'll share anything with them. I trust them completely.

I still use the room as my emotional cave. I still keep the dry erase board with suicide on it. When I retreat into the room and see a big circle around no it makes me at peace with the world. Maybe it isn't healthy or normal. But it works for me. It lets me write things down no matter how personal without fear of others seeing the crazy and I always figure out the rational next step to take in order to fix said problem.

Anyhow, I came home today and noticed one of my nosy friends had forced herself into that room (she, along with many of my friends has a key to my place). She's not a close enough friend I would have ever shared any of this with. She saw everything. She cleaned the room. She threw out many of my journals. Or took them. From our brief discussion it's clear she read most of them. She wiped the dry erase board clean. And because she saw a bottle of gold tequila (which hasn't been touched since the start of the year and btw I HATE gold tequila) in the room she apparently thinks I have a problem with booze. She removed all the alcohol from my place. Every.last.drop. She is insisting we talk. I want to punch her in the face if nothing else.

I told her to get the eff out of my house. She threatened to call the police and have me locked up. I was so stunned from seeing my cave so violated I didn't quite know what to do. She agreed to leave only after I agreed to talk with her first thing tomorrow morning. She also removed the knives.

That room may have been my slice of crazy but it was my deeply personal room. I don't even know what I'm going to tell her tomorrow. I want to tell her to screw off and to never contact me again but I really don't know what I'm going to say to her. She's not nearly as good a friend as she thinks. I feel enraged to have such an incredibly personal part of me exposed.

And before anyone mentions it, yes I see a professional. Most of my friends consider me to be the most outgoing and upbeat person they know. She is part of that group. She's a real nosy do-gooder so she's going to try worming her way even closer to me. The very thought of sitting with her is making me sick. I don't know how to handle things. I don't even want to be here in the house. Being in my cave makes me feel really uneasy.

I stepped out of the house and saw she's in her car down the road. I'm too numb to think. Nor do I have any alcohol in which to drink. I'm really stuck here. I don't know what to make of things. I feel emotionally raped.

I don't even want to go to work tomorrow as I'm absolutely paranoid she's going to come back and go through something else.

 
:lmao: at the last three pages, except for 'hack. Sorry, hack, that sucks.

Your notebooks may indicate that some months ago I was told that partnership wasn't going to be in the cards at my giant law firm. Today I got an offer to join a small biotech company as their director of IP. The paycut isn't as fearsome as I was afraid it would be and I am THRILLED that I don't have to bill hours in the new gig.

 
I feel incredibly violated (cue the Sandusky jokes).

At my house I keep a room that is my own little cave. I've had some personal demons in my past and I use that room to work things out. I have little issue sharing with you guys because I know none of you in real life. I keep many journals discussing various problems from my childhood and other things on my mind. Some of the things from my past are incredibly ugly. There's no other way to put it. As recently as this past year suicide has always been on my mind. Anyhow, I use this room to go crazy. The room is an absolute mess (though the rest of the house is pretty clean). I have a dry erase board where I even wrote Suicide in large letters across the top and had a big yes/no option below. I wrote my options to end things. I gathered the materials. I wrote a list of friends/family to write letters to. I wrote a letter to each person on my list. I discussed things with very few close friends (though not quite to that extent). I got drunk and decided to do it or not. I got hammered. I decided I was tired of living how I had lived. I also decided if I wasn't going to kill myself I was going to work my way past my demons and actually start enjoying life a lot more. I circled the no option with a fat red marker and felt amazing. It was surely just some symbolic gesture to myself but it felt really ####### great. Since that time my life has been going much better. Things have been improving slowly and steadily. I'm not necessarily happy all the time but I am relieved for the first time in...honestly, ever. Since the age of 8 or so I cannot ever recall having such a small emotional burden on my shoulders. I will never be able to describe the burden I lifted from myself. Life truly is good. Some of my very close friends (3 people) know what I use the room for. They respect it and I'll share anything with them. I trust them completely.

I still use the room as my emotional cave. I still keep the dry erase board with suicide on it. When I retreat into the room and see a big circle around no it makes me at peace with the world. Maybe it isn't healthy or normal. But it works for me. It lets me write things down no matter how personal without fear of others seeing the crazy and I always figure out the rational next step to take in order to fix said problem.

Anyhow, I came home today and noticed one of my nosy friends had forced herself into that room (she, along with many of my friends has a key to my place). She's not a close enough friend I would have ever shared any of this with. She saw everything. She cleaned the room. She threw out many of my journals. Or took them. From our brief discussion it's clear she read most of them. She wiped the dry erase board clean. And because she saw a bottle of gold tequila (which hasn't been touched since the start of the year and btw I HATE gold tequila) in the room she apparently thinks I have a problem with booze. She removed all the alcohol from my place. Every.last.drop. She is insisting we talk. I want to punch her in the face if nothing else.

I told her to get the eff out of my house. She threatened to call the police and have me locked up. I was so stunned from seeing my cave so violated I didn't quite know what to do. She agreed to leave only after I agreed to talk with her first thing tomorrow morning. She also removed the knives.

That room may have been my slice of crazy but it was my deeply personal room. I don't even know what I'm going to tell her tomorrow. I want to tell her to screw off and to never contact me again but I really don't know what I'm going to say to her. She's not nearly as good a friend as she thinks. I feel enraged to have such an incredibly personal part of me exposed.

And before anyone mentions it, yes I see a professional. Most of my friends consider me to be the most outgoing and upbeat person they know. She is part of that group. She's a real nosy do-gooder so she's going to try worming her way even closer to me. The very thought of sitting with her is making me sick. I don't know how to handle things. I don't even want to be here in the house. Being in my cave makes me feel really uneasy.

I stepped out of the house and saw she's in her car down the road. I'm too numb to think. Nor do I have any alcohol in which to drink. I'm really stuck here. I don't know what to make of things. I feel emotionally raped.

I don't even want to go to work tomorrow as I'm absolutely paranoid she's going to come back and go through something else.
Tell her what you just told us in that first paragraph. I'm sorry somebody you trusted violated your space and I hope you continue to get past your demons.

 
That is absurd, Dr. A. Consider changing the locks on your house? I would certainly feel justified cutting ties with this woman in your shoes.

 
That is absurd, Dr. A. Consider changing the locks on your house? I would certainly feel justified cutting ties with this woman in your shoes.
:goodposting: Change the locks and cut off all contact with this witch. Punch her in the face if necessary. Especially if she is wearing your shoes as well (I think I missed that part).
 
That is absurd, Dr. A. Consider changing the locks on your house? I would certainly feel justified cutting ties with this woman in your shoes.
Yeah. I'm normally quick on my feet but this is leaving me really slow. The words to my mouth ain't coming so fast. I don't know if she has the journals. I think so as I only see one left. I sent her a text asking her nicely to return my writings. I have yet to hear back.
 
Damn Dr.A, not sure what to say. Good thoughts/prayers/Karma/whatever you need sent your way.

I would change the locks.

 
[rant]Background: I'm the longest standing employee at my company, 15 years and running. I've brought in some people/friends over the years who have continued working at the company to this day. One my roommates from college and his wife have been working there 10+ years. He's the VP product development and she's in charge of HR/accounting. Our investors have had some other legal issues outside of our company and have brought in a new CEO and board over the past 2 months to get the company more organized and structured so they can try and raise some VC money. Well the new CEO is old school from the 80's and he's clashed with our culture which has been "dot-com based, startup" after all these years. To make the long story short, he let my friend and his wife go yesterday and it was a bombshell to the entire company. I can understand some of the reasons why, but it's just a bombshell after all the #### some of us have been through over the years and we all have nothing to show for it, except being employed. Since the new CEO took over my pay has been cut 20% and I've been working harder than ever.Nothing else to add....just needed to rant. Pretty #### day today.[/rant]
Sorry to hear, GB hack.On a similar note - My wife has worked for a brokerage firm for the last 16 years. It's been "for sale" for the past few months, but looked like everything was going to be fine because it was to be bought by a private equity firm. That was the plan up until the whole MF Global thing happened and the PE firms cut the offer price. Now there's a very good chance that it will be bought by a competitor "any day now". If that happens, my wife (and hundreds of others) will be unemployed, and almost half of our income goes :bye: . Merry f'n Christmas to us. :hot:
 
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The situation: you live in frigid central NY and your five year old son is off school tomorrow. You canceled classes to watch him. It is, in his words, "Daddy-Phoenix Day" (his name is Phoenix).

Any ideas for a good father-son activity? I mean, besides strip clubs (they're terrible around here), and video games?

Hey! Writing this just made me think of something: would a five-year-old be too young to take bowling? Don't most bowling alleys have those 5 lbs little balls for kids?
When I went bowling with the Malaise clan, they had a button you could push and rails popped up, blocking the gutter. They wouldn't let me use it, but worked great for the kids.
:lmao: Best part of this outing was when Cos learned he could bring in a bottle of his own wine for a 'corking fee' of $10. He and my wife ripped through a bottle of red, then he magically procured a bottle of white, opened it and hid it behind a potted plant. :lmao:
No one said the fee was per bottle
You guys make bowling sound fun
 
Random weirdness:

Yesterday I was talking to my students about how it was the 10th anniversary of the first Harry Potter movie being released (It was our 'history of the day'). I started thinking about this kid, Andy, that was in the same class as my youngest son. Back in like 2nd grade my son went as Harry for Halloween. I remembered that Andy had dressed up as Ron Weasel or whatever because he had reddish hair. Later on Andy was one of my students. I hadn't thought about Andy in about 3 or 4 years. I hadn't seen him either.

Last night the wife and I went to my son's HS to watch a drama department play. My kid was running lights and sounds etc. During the intermission I get up and notice that sitting in the row behind us and a few seats down is Andy. I was freaking out, man.

Keep in mind that Andy doesn't go to the same HS as my kid. Turns out he was there to watch one of the girls in the play.

 
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The halfway lip itcher.

Everybody good except Hack and Awesome? Good. I'm great. Worked more hours yesterday than the cumulative amount of sleep I've gotten in the last 3 nights.

 
[rant]Background: I'm the longest standing employee at my company, 15 years and running. I've brought in some people/friends over the years who have continued working at the company to this day. One my roommates from college and his wife have been working there 10+ years. He's the VP product development and she's in charge of HR/accounting. Our investors have had some other legal issues outside of our company and have brought in a new CEO and board over the past 2 months to get the company more organized and structured so they can try and raise some VC money. Well the new CEO is old school from the 80's and he's clashed with our culture which has been "dot-com based, startup" after all these years. To make the long story short, he let my friend and his wife go yesterday and it was a bombshell to the entire company. I can understand some of the reasons why, but it's just a bombshell after all the #### some of us have been through over the years and we all have nothing to show for it, except being employed. Since the new CEO took over my pay has been cut 20% and I've been working harder than ever.Nothing else to add....just needed to rant. Pretty #### day today.[/rant]
Jeezus man. I'm sorry. :(
 
That is absurd, Dr. A. Consider changing the locks on your house? I would certainly feel justified cutting ties with this woman in your shoes.
:goodposting: Change the locks and cut off all contact with this witch. Punch her in the face if necessary. Especially if she is wearing your shoes as well (I think I missed that part).
:goodposting: :goodposting: With a room like that (which, as a guy who also has a seriously effed up past, I completely understand needing), why would you ever give keys to the house to anyone but the people who live with you? Seems odd to me.

But I would change the locks, and after discussing with this woman both the purpose of the room and how her violation made you feel, I would slowly go about re-sanctifying your room so you can (eventually) feel comfortable in there again. I also wouldn't just cut this woman from your life. She will likely interpret that as confirmation of her craziest fears and *could* involve an outside party. Just stay in contact, but slowly distance yourself from her until she's out of your life.

You married, GB? If so, I hope she's in the loop and knows about the room or this could get much, much worse.

Positive karma your way, Doc.

 
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:lmao: at the last three pages, except for 'hack. Sorry, hack, that sucks.

Your notebooks may indicate that some months ago I was told that partnership wasn't going to be in the cards at my giant law firm. Today I got an offer to join a small biotech company as their director of IP. The paycut isn't as fearsome as I was afraid it would be and I am THRILLED that I don't have to bill hours in the new gig.
I know you didn't mean it that way, but this looks funny after reading Dr. Awesome's post
 
I feel incredibly violated (cue the Sandusky jokes).

At my house I keep a room that is my own little cave. I've had some personal demons in my past and I use that room to work things out. I have little issue sharing with you guys because I know none of you in real life. I keep many journals discussing various problems from my childhood and other things on my mind. Some of the things from my past are incredibly ugly. There's no other way to put it. As recently as this past year suicide has always been on my mind. Anyhow, I use this room to go crazy. The room is an absolute mess (though the rest of the house is pretty clean). I have a dry erase board where I even wrote Suicide in large letters across the top and had a big yes/no option below. I wrote my options to end things. I gathered the materials. I wrote a list of friends/family to write letters to. I wrote a letter to each person on my list. I discussed things with very few close friends (though not quite to that extent). I got drunk and decided to do it or not. I got hammered. I decided I was tired of living how I had lived. I also decided if I wasn't going to kill myself I was going to work my way past my demons and actually start enjoying life a lot more. I circled the no option with a fat red marker and felt amazing. It was surely just some symbolic gesture to myself but it felt really ####### great. Since that time my life has been going much better. Things have been improving slowly and steadily. I'm not necessarily happy all the time but I am relieved for the first time in...honestly, ever. Since the age of 8 or so I cannot ever recall having such a small emotional burden on my shoulders. I will never be able to describe the burden I lifted from myself. Life truly is good. Some of my very close friends (3 people) know what I use the room for. They respect it and I'll share anything with them. I trust them completely.

I still use the room as my emotional cave. I still keep the dry erase board with suicide on it. When I retreat into the room and see a big circle around no it makes me at peace with the world. Maybe it isn't healthy or normal. But it works for me. It lets me write things down no matter how personal without fear of others seeing the crazy and I always figure out the rational next step to take in order to fix said problem.

Anyhow, I came home today and noticed one of my nosy friends had forced herself into that room (she, along with many of my friends has a key to my place). She's not a close enough friend I would have ever shared any of this with. She saw everything. She cleaned the room. She threw out many of my journals. Or took them. From our brief discussion it's clear she read most of them. She wiped the dry erase board clean. And because she saw a bottle of gold tequila (which hasn't been touched since the start of the year and btw I HATE gold tequila) in the room she apparently thinks I have a problem with booze. She removed all the alcohol from my place. Every.last.drop. She is insisting we talk. I want to punch her in the face if nothing else.

I told her to get the eff out of my house. She threatened to call the police and have me locked up. I was so stunned from seeing my cave so violated I didn't quite know what to do. She agreed to leave only after I agreed to talk with her first thing tomorrow morning. She also removed the knives.

That room may have been my slice of crazy but it was my deeply personal room. I don't even know what I'm going to tell her tomorrow. I want to tell her to screw off and to never contact me again but I really don't know what I'm going to say to her. She's not nearly as good a friend as she thinks. I feel enraged to have such an incredibly personal part of me exposed.

And before anyone mentions it, yes I see a professional. Most of my friends consider me to be the most outgoing and upbeat person they know. She is part of that group. She's a real nosy do-gooder so she's going to try worming her way even closer to me. The very thought of sitting with her is making me sick. I don't know how to handle things. I don't even want to be here in the house. Being in my cave makes me feel really uneasy.

I stepped out of the house and saw she's in her car down the road. I'm too numb to think. Nor do I have any alcohol in which to drink. I'm really stuck here. I don't know what to make of things. I feel emotionally raped.

I don't even want to go to work tomorrow as I'm absolutely paranoid she's going to come back and go through something else.
Sorry man. I know you mentioned that you do see a professional, so that's good. I'm no expert by any means...but maybe you can give your Dr. a call right away so you don't do anything stupid :shrug:
 
[rant]Background: I'm the longest standing employee at my company, 15 years and running. I've brought in some people/friends over the years who have continued working at the company to this day. One my roommates from college and his wife have been working there 10+ years. He's the VP product development and she's in charge of HR/accounting. Our investors have had some other legal issues outside of our company and have brought in a new CEO and board over the past 2 months to get the company more organized and structured so they can try and raise some VC money. Well the new CEO is old school from the 80's and he's clashed with our culture which has been "dot-com based, startup" after all these years. To make the long story short, he let my friend and his wife go yesterday and it was a bombshell to the entire company. I can understand some of the reasons why, but it's just a bombshell after all the #### some of us have been through over the years and we all have nothing to show for it, except being employed. Since the new CEO took over my pay has been cut 20% and I've been working harder than ever.Nothing else to add....just needed to rant. Pretty #### day today.[/rant]
Sorry to hear, 'hack. Are you at all concerned about the future of the company and/or your position?
 
What was she doing at your house in the first place? Thinking on it now that this has happened, do you think she had any reason to be concerned and that's why she broke into your cave? Or was she truly just being nosy?Regardless, what she did was wrong. If she's a close enough friend to be the one to have an intervention, she would have known not to violate your space. As it stands, she's probably pushed you toward being a little more unstable. As (I think it was) Tiger Fan said, please call your doctor if you're feeling any kinds of extremes tonight.Best of luck to you.
 
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This morning on the way in, saw one of those rear window decals of the deer head and antlers in profile. Except the ‘deer’ was the ‘9’ in local area code 904. And the “numbers” were painted to look like the confederate flag.Not surprisingly, the vehicle in question was a Chevy pickup.Yee-ha.
I saw a bumpersticker the other day that said "You could probably drive better if your car phone was UP YOUR BUTT".Car phone?
It's Oildale. :shrug:
Oildate shtick is mine :hot:
 
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Who knew there were gorgeous women in Alaska? The bush company had 3 of the best looking girls I've ever seen in my life working in there last night. This is not the alcohol talking and yes I've seen many hot women in my life but 2 perfect 10's and a 9 who would have been a 10 but she had a crooked tooth. :bag: 300 dollars later, a strippers hand down my pants during a lap dance because the first girl to give me a lap dance told this one that I had to have had a sock or banana in my pants and that it wasn't real :lmao: and I'm not kidding about this. I remember putting about 20 singles in with the blonde girl that brought me to the club and 2 dudes on my left and we made it rain when all the girls were on the stage. I remember explaining to one of the girls during a dance that she should work at the Acropolis in Portland because they serve steak there, she couldn't stop laughing at the randomness of it and proceed to french kiss me for being real and nice. I must have smoked 4-5 cigs last night (I don't smoke) and it was easily -10 outside and each time it was me, the blonde girl and one of two strippers who wanted me to stand there and tell them Coast Guard stories. The blonde also paid for us to get a double lap dance from two girls that made out most of the time they were grinding on us, holy crap last night was epic.
You. Are. The. Man. :thumbup:
 

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