Random Reader Rant and/or Revel

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You can talk about whatever is on your mind – quality of life issues, a beautiful tree you spotted, scuttlebutt, or any random questions/thoughts you may have. But please no personal attacks and no need to correct people’s grammar. This is a place to vent and/or celebrate things about daily life in DC.

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  • Emmaleigh504

    Rant: Working today.

    Rant: The lights keep going out and it’s starting to creep me out.

    Rave: LSU won today.

    Rave: Extra hours means extra money!

  • Rant: 7:30 am force and violence robbery in 500 block of Webster on Friday????

  • Rant: They now think my 7 weeks of dizziness is caused by a balance disorder with no cure. It’ll either go away or it won’t. Ever. I am a bit freaked out and can’t talk to my friends b/c they all work with me and I’m not ready to tell work how much trouble I am having with everyday tasks and that it might never go away.

    Rant: I had hoped to look for a new job in the next year or so, but if this doesn’t go away, I doubt I’ll be able to do that

    Rave: It wasn’t a brain tumor.

    Rave: This weather is AMAZING

    Rave: My college football team is on a ROLL!!

    • So sorry to hear about your condition. Regarding letting your employer know, I would encourage you to do so. I don’t know your employer’s culture, but you certainly didn’t ask for this and you may need support from those around you from time to time. That support may not just come from help with tasks but you may have physical symptoms at work which you can’t control. I work with a colleague who has epilepsy and occasionally, this person will tune out in mid-conversation, stare straight ahead and lurch forward a little bit. We all quietly understand that our colleague is having a seizure. It never lasts more than a minute or two but I am glad that we are aware of it so that we know how to respond. These situations come and go without drama or panic but we always remain by this person’s side until the episode passes. We do not view or treat this person any differently because of their condition. We know that our colleague is a knowledgeable, hard-working person and extending a little patience and understanding poses no challenge to the rest of us. While I understand your reluctance, I would hope your colleague’s would understand your situation, too. Best of luck and hope your condition resolves soon!

      • Thanks for such a great answer. I have migraines, which effect my memory and word recall. All of my coworkers know and can usually tell when I have one and know to be patient when I have one.

      • Thank you so much for your reply. My bosses know I’ve been having problems and are really good with it. I think I am going to wait until I talk to the uber specialist and figure out exactly what the prognosis is before I tell them more. But I do know they’ll be understanding. Yesterday I was still reeling. Today I feel a bit better. I really am thankful for your response!

  • Does anyone know the story behind the dead deer on the sidewalk in front of Cork Wine bar on 14th? Not a good way to start my morning walk. Even worse for the deer.

    • I’ve seen deer on Connecticut ave – I think the deer population in Rock Creek has gotten too large and they are trying to expand their territory. Unfortunately, they have no where else to go and end up on busy streets.

      • I’ve seen deer on 17th near National Geographic and on CT Ave near Lucky Bar. Happens this time of year.

    • The story? Yeah, I know it…

      His name was Earnest. Nice enough guy, but bad luck all the way, and a maudlin drunk to boot. Well, so happens that Saturday night, his doe gets a little close to a set of antlers from up near that private school. Dunno what that guy was doing down ’round Adams Morgan, but there he was. Earnest, being a nice guy, doesn’t say much. Just has another drink. And another. Starts hearing voices. Thinks it’s his mother, though of course she was killed by those hunters in aught-nine. But like I said, he’s not a strong drunk. So he follows the voice. Next thing you know, there’s a tan Ford Explorer barreling down on him, and he dies staring into those headlights, thinking they’re the lights that will lead him back to his mother.

      His death might have been the happiest moment of his sad life.

      And that is the story of Earnest the deer, killed on 14th Street in front of Cork.

  • There’s yellow police tape around the deer just in case you didn’t notice it.

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