psycho
Posted By: Michele on 2007-03-17
In Reply to: I made such a big mistake - --
Sounds like he is a nut job!!! If he does not stop bugging you I would call the police you don't want to end up in the news for the wrong reason!!
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Thank goodness she's getting away from that psycho. nm
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I have come to the conclusion that she is psycho!
We don't have kids, but we have 2 dogs and 4 cats and we have changed the lock on the front door, which she had a key to. It's even worse because she only lives about 5 minutes from our house! I really, really want to reply to that email, but I'm not going to. If she does try to contact us again or shows up at our house, we will tell her that we want nothign to do with her and tell her that if she shows up at our house again like this, we will report it to the police department. I'm still in total shock about the comment she made about us "overextending ourselves" and being "finacially irresponsible." That's just ludacris! I have honestly never seen anyone act this psychotic in such a state of desperation!
My mom has had generations of psycho squirrels.
They eat a hole in the porch wood every year. They eat the putty, the paint, the cayenne pepper, the Tabasco sauce, the lemon, the squirrel scoot, the deer scoot and anything else we've ever tried. This has happened for YEARS and nothing works. They don't even really run from us anymore. Squirrels are not our friends. ;-)
1978 Halloween and 1960 Psycho....
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I once had a psycho boss at a small community -
hospital I worked at. Our transcription dept. consisted of just 3 of us, and we sat in a far corner of the medical records dept., next to the microfilm guy. The boss ('P'), and I were the only full-time MTs; the other MT only worked half-days, and she and I shared a desk. She worked from 8-12:30, I worked from 1-9:30 pm. This boss gave me the longest, most ridiculous oral 'transcription' test I've ever taken anywhere. Oddly, no typing test. So, I was hired.
The other MT told me no matter what you do, don't do more work than P, or she'll get insanely jealous. ?? So one fateful day, I made the mistake of typing more reports than she did. She changed to several different shades of red and purple, and I never saw anyone's lips get so thin in my entire life! Her mouth became just a pencil-thin straight line. After that day, she made my life a living he11. Always picking apart my work, trying to say I'd skipped out of work early one day and missed the life-flight helicopter bringing patients to the ER. (No, I was there, and I typed their H&P's).
She also had a running feud going on with the entire MR department, and instructed me that I wasn't allowed to speak with ANY of them. I was friends with the microfilm guy, and others in MR, and so I very politely told her that although I wouldn't chit-chat with them while I was WORKING, that what I did on my breaks and my own time was my own business, and that no one tells me who I may or may not associate with.
Would you believe this b___ch would actually feign leaving work for the day (her shift ended at 5 pm), and then would sneak back anywhere from 15 minutes to 5 hours later, just to peep in the window from outside and see if I was talking to anyone? She was a real piece of work, that one.
I eventually took another job (with a service that she occasionally sent our overflow work to). The new boss didn't want me telling her where I was going (which I wouldn't have, anyway - she was a very vindictive person), so when she asked where I was going to, I made up a doctor in the city - an impossible to pronounce, Chinese-sounding name. I told her it sounded sort of like 'Chiaong', but I had no idea how it was spelled. I also told her that because of his very thick accent, he was going to pay me twice what I was making at the hospital. Boy, did she ever turn dark RED when I told her THAT!
A few days later, my other co-worker (obviously on instructions from P), was trying to squeeze the name and address of the new 'doctor' out of me, but I just told her I knew where the building was, but that I'd walked there from an underground parking lot and didn't know the address, just that it was on the 9th floor. I just KNEW P. wanted to find this doctor and try to get the job for herself (which I learned is how she got the MT job at that hospital). So, I'm sure she spent hours perusing the downtown phone book, looking for Dr. 'Chiaong'!!! I also wouldn't have put it past her to go off in search of this mythical medical building I made up.
Sometimes mean people can be fun to jerk around. ;)
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