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Jun. 20th, 2003 02:17 pm-12:15 PM-
People are leaving, and some people's shifts might be changing. It better not be mine. I put up with too much shit to have it changed back, and I'm finally happy with my hours. Switching me will just start it all over again. Not, not good.
But I'll kill time, anyways. Or try to. On a Friday, despite the rain (again!) I find myself a little more awake. Want lunch, but that's a minor thing.
Now, I made a post a few days ago about unwanted gamers at the table, and ways I could prevent it. I've been working it over during the course of the week. It's mostly the local Gaming Club I've mentioned. There's rules in place to prevent really bad harassment of other people, and I could risk my own membership if I ever really cut loose. In the course of things, I think I've known 2 people there I've actually gone to the Board about, asking them to get the offenders removed. One finally had enough episodes that the Board couldn't ignore the problem, and the other moved away all of a sudden. I had a hand in neither, so I've been chalking things up to patience.
I know patience. More than most people have ever realized.
See, the club seems to attract and retain certain types. And I keep hearing stories of other groups where things are more open, or more grown-up, or more...real. I hear about these things from afar, and I find myself yearning. I keep having those 'grass is greener over there' thoughts, and I wonder 'Why not here? Why is here so different?' WHat makes people act one way, or find each other, and all that stuff in between?
I swear, the next time Kit mentions something about women in gaming, I'm going to flat-out tell her that some people have it much, much worse than she ever will.
The next time Dwight says or proposes something unbearably vanilla, I'm going to tell him that No, sometimes people want to do something fun. Done the high school thing already.
The next time Hampton says the words 'I hate' I'm going to answer with 'So what else is new?'
The next time Tim says anything, a lesson must be taught that some people actually have a keener wit than he does. And I'm it.
The next time Stuart makes a new character, I'm going to say "Oh, my amazing mental powers of noticing bland predictability tell me you're going to play a Dark Elf Female with a thing for weaponry."
And if I have to hear one more story about the armed forces, I'm going to find every method I can to change the convo.
My thought: Maybe a little 'Rage Against the Machine' will...challenge people. And maybe, just maybe, I can make the world around me a little closer to what I actually want.
-2:16 PM-
I sit here and reread this, and I knowwhen the time comes tonight, I'll freeze up, or not say anything, and will ened up changing nothing like I usually do. I...make myseld sad because it happens. :(
People are leaving, and some people's shifts might be changing. It better not be mine. I put up with too much shit to have it changed back, and I'm finally happy with my hours. Switching me will just start it all over again. Not, not good.
But I'll kill time, anyways. Or try to. On a Friday, despite the rain (again!) I find myself a little more awake. Want lunch, but that's a minor thing.
Now, I made a post a few days ago about unwanted gamers at the table, and ways I could prevent it. I've been working it over during the course of the week. It's mostly the local Gaming Club I've mentioned. There's rules in place to prevent really bad harassment of other people, and I could risk my own membership if I ever really cut loose. In the course of things, I think I've known 2 people there I've actually gone to the Board about, asking them to get the offenders removed. One finally had enough episodes that the Board couldn't ignore the problem, and the other moved away all of a sudden. I had a hand in neither, so I've been chalking things up to patience.
I know patience. More than most people have ever realized.
See, the club seems to attract and retain certain types. And I keep hearing stories of other groups where things are more open, or more grown-up, or more...real. I hear about these things from afar, and I find myself yearning. I keep having those 'grass is greener over there' thoughts, and I wonder 'Why not here? Why is here so different?' WHat makes people act one way, or find each other, and all that stuff in between?
I swear, the next time Kit mentions something about women in gaming, I'm going to flat-out tell her that some people have it much, much worse than she ever will.
The next time Dwight says or proposes something unbearably vanilla, I'm going to tell him that No, sometimes people want to do something fun. Done the high school thing already.
The next time Hampton says the words 'I hate' I'm going to answer with 'So what else is new?'
The next time Tim says anything, a lesson must be taught that some people actually have a keener wit than he does. And I'm it.
The next time Stuart makes a new character, I'm going to say "Oh, my amazing mental powers of noticing bland predictability tell me you're going to play a Dark Elf Female with a thing for weaponry."
And if I have to hear one more story about the armed forces, I'm going to find every method I can to change the convo.
My thought: Maybe a little 'Rage Against the Machine' will...challenge people. And maybe, just maybe, I can make the world around me a little closer to what I actually want.
-2:16 PM-
I sit here and reread this, and I knowwhen the time comes tonight, I'll freeze up, or not say anything, and will ened up changing nothing like I usually do. I...make myseld sad because it happens. :(