I was criticized in a year end review for taking a day off three months earlier and missing a meeting. This was the first I heard the boss was upset. I told the person in charge of scheduling the meeting that I couldn’t make it because my son was having surgery and she still scheduled it that day. Sorry, my kid is more important than a meeting that I really didn’t need to be at. I was recently on a business trip for work for a required training. I had just finished with the last exam of the week and since I had finished early we were allowed to take a long lunch break that day before we came back to the classroom to finish up training for the week. I had picked a local pizza place to eat at which had good reviews and had already ordered and was waiting for my food.
Okay, so I was at school one day I was sick and tired of being bullied. Every day I would come to school and people would just start picking on me and saying mean things to me that hurt my feelings. I didn’t tell them that because they would just keep doing the same thing and then it will be worse. So I just suffered in silence. Until one day I had enough. After school, I hurried and rode the bus home. I was home alone because my mom was at work so I went into the medicine cabinet and grabbed a bottle of pills. I was about to shove them down my throat when my phone rang. It was one of my guy friends. He told me he loves me so much and doesn’t want anything to happen to me. So soon as he said that I put the pills back in the bottle and cried happy tears. He also told me there are people out there that care about me.
My bedroom was at the end of the hall on the second floor. With mono, just walking down the stairs was exhausting, so I ended up spending an inordinate amount of time in my room. My sleeping patterns were all screwy — I’d sleep a lot during the day, and then find myself unable to sleep at night. So I read a lot. My Mom arranged a reading light on my headboard, so I could read well into the night. The cord from the lamp went up the wall, and across the ceiling to the plug in the light fixture in the center of the ceiling. Every night, as I lay there reading, the entire house — from foundation to the attic above me — just shuddered. I could hear the house creaking during the shudders. Sometimes, it shuddered only once; other times it would shudder a few times, widely spaced apart.
I asked my Mom about the shudder, whether she’d felt it or not — she hadn’t felt it and dismissed it as probably being the log trucks going down the road across the river. I never bought that one as log trucks weren’t operating in the middle of the night, and during the day one could never feel the house shudder when whole fleets of trucks went down that road. Besides, our house was on one side of the Clackamas River, and the river road was on the other — maybe 300 yards away, or more. Anyway, one night as I was lying there reading, the house shuddered. I watched that light cord on my ceiling gently sway when the shudder happened. (It didn’t do that during log truck trips down the river.) I put the book down, and said, out loud, “Okay, you old ghost. If you’re there, just shake this house three times right now.”
The first was Rick B. I was a rookie at the time, and was put with this guy with a 52 chest and 3 head. Big and stupid. Thought he was funny, and would crack jokes that were unworthy of a kindergarten comedian. We got a call one night of a possible gunshot near Chinook Center in Calgary. Probably just a backfire from a car. Maybe a firecracker. He was driving at the time. He stopped right out in the open under a light in the parking lot (good for being inconspicuous and awesome cover from fire, being all lit up with nowhere to go). He reached back into his briefcase, and brought out a short, folding 12 gauge shotgun.
An elderly couple had came in while I was waiting and had sat down relatively close by my table. The elderly man was talking very loud so I figured he could have been hard of hearing. I really wasn’t paying attention to what they were talking about because I was on my phone looking at my grades for my classes since on top of working full-time and having to do a 6 week training several hours away from home I was also in school online full-time to get my bachelor’s degree to hopefully get a better paying job soon, since I was only making $25,000/year at the time and I wasn’t happy about all of the out of town training that I wasn’t getting reimbursed much for in the first place.