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My grandmother died last night. This wasn't a shock or a surprise. Her health has been on the decline, and she's been in hospice for the last month. She lived a long life, and in her final days she was surrounded by her three adult children.
My grandma was a kind woman. She wasn't perfect, but I always felt loved in her presence. She was a retired kindergarten teacher, and was still working when I was a kid. I have so many happy memories sitting at her kitchen table, and I'm going to carry those with me for the rest of my life. She was also proof that anyone who claims that you get more conservative as you get older is full of shit, because she certainly didn't.
I think it's interesting how the body processes grief sometimes. I don't know that I'll cry, but over the past month, knowing this was coming, I've felt a tension in my gut. Now that she's passed, instead of relief that tension is replaced by a sense of emptiness. That something is missing that should still be there. Something has been taken away, and I feel it.
Of course, as I wrote that, I immediately started crying... so I guess my body processes grief in pretty ordinary ways too.
I wanted to come up with something profound linking this to Beltane, which we sit in the middle of right now, but it just seemed hackneyed. Like I was trying to dig out some greater significance when the truth is death comes whenever it wants. The only predictable thing about it is that it's the end of all of our journeys. I hope that when I pass I'm so lucky to have lived such a long life with people that I love around me in my final days.
For the record, I will be fine. I just needed to get these words out while they were still in my head. I don't have some rousing conclusion or deep insight to tack on here at the end, just that gut feeling that something is missing.
Because it is.
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I’m not one for profanity, but…
*applauds*
Hold up hand, wiggle fingers a la Vir…
This is going to be very good
Now I wanna rewrite the Hopalong Cassidy theme song to match Sarah’s term…
As funny as this is, shouldn’t the hatchet job be done by executive staff or someone from the HR department? Of course, this assumes that the con has that sort of structure. I just think that Terrence will ignore the dismissal since it didn’t come from the ‘right’ person/people.
I doubt they have that much structure, although “staff management” may be part of the duties of whoever is volunteer coordinator this year or a similar role.
That said, yeah, this needs to be coming from someone else. A, it’s just polite to not be a dick when you fire someone. B, Terrance would probably be right to claim that Sarah doesn’t have the authority, which means he’ll end up talking to Veronica anyway, so just cut out the middle man.
There’s also the “I sent someone else to fire you, because that way I won’t $@#^*ing strangle you right here – then set the body on fire and dance around singing joyfully.” method of employee termination. Perhaps it’s more a case of that?
Not the most professional manner to fire someone, but it does hold a fair bit of personal satisfaction. And yeah, likely be a needed level of verification.
I suspect her choice of words are going to come back to bite her… Sarah doesn’t seem known for intelligent decision-making, especially when it comes to social interaction.