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seishunDealing with a little anxiety tonight, mostly due to a potential conflict with the parking. The other day a woman asked if she could park in the driveway Monday and Wednesday mornings. No problem, I said. Then, suddenly, when she wants to do it it's until 2. But the other guy (who's paying WAY more than she is) comes at 12 on those days. Fine, we can work with this. I ask her if she minds leaving her key with me so I can move the car, and she agrees. All is well until I make the mistake of asking the guy's mom if she can text him to let him know there's a car in the driveway and I'll move it.
She suddenly displays all the symptoms of Rich White Lady Syndrome. Well, we're paying you *SO MUCH MONEY* ($50/wk) for EXCLUSIVE access to your driveway and a bunch of other people said they'd let us do it so DANCE, MONKEY, DANCE!
Spoke with the other woman and she says she doesn't mind getting blocked in so she's going to pull forward when she parks and there's plenty of room for two cars there, so that'll be fine. And then she texts me saying she can't get blocked in tomorrow because she needs to leave early and FUCKING HELL WHY CAN I NEVER SAY NO TO ANYONE ABOUT ANYTHING I am a fucking pushover because I feel like if I say no to someone they're going to realise I'm Hitler 2.0 and a monster and I don't want them to be disappointed or upset or whatever and I swear I'm ready to scream.
So I told her she can park in the morning but if she needs to leave early she'll have to park somewhere else in the afternoon. I really fucking hope she gets out at 11 like she said she would.
About ready to call the mom again and ask her which of our neighbors offered so I can point morning woman in their direction.
In less stressful news, I discovered this afternoon that Netflix has Monarch of the Glen on streaming. Haven't seen it in ages. To be honest, it's only a mediocre show, but the scenery is staggeringly gorgeous, and it does have its moments. And then there's Dawn Steele, who's really the icing on the cake.
Also got Esme, my iPad mini, back from the shop, good as new.
Heidi is growing so quickly. She's easily a third again as large as she was when we brought her home. She's a handful sometimes, but she's very affectionate most of the time.
Oh! And also! I called LA City College and they're having an information session this Saturday about the Pharmacy Assistant program! It's free, so I signed up to attend. I'm hopeful that this will be a good option for me. Some of the other things I want to do seem a bit unrealistic. The most interesting of them is also the most unrealistic: voiceover acting. As it happens, LACC has a class in November which will be dealing with breaking into the market. I'm tempted, but I'm really nervous about putting myself out there. I only really do male voices (my speaking voice is barely feminine & I'm constantly sirred on the phone, no matter how hard I try) and I'm (apparently) female, so… The idea of putting myself out there as a voice actor (with, let's be honest, zero training) is kinda scary. But I've been told before that I have a good voice, so… that's something, right? I dunno. I love the idea of it, but I'm scared. Plus also I'm fretting about public perception. "Oh, she's a woman who only does masculine voices? So…she's a guy? Or what?" kinda stuff. *sigh*
Am I crazy for wanting to do this?
She suddenly displays all the symptoms of Rich White Lady Syndrome. Well, we're paying you *SO MUCH MONEY* ($50/wk) for EXCLUSIVE access to your driveway and a bunch of other people said they'd let us do it so DANCE, MONKEY, DANCE!
Spoke with the other woman and she says she doesn't mind getting blocked in so she's going to pull forward when she parks and there's plenty of room for two cars there, so that'll be fine. And then she texts me saying she can't get blocked in tomorrow because she needs to leave early and FUCKING HELL WHY CAN I NEVER SAY NO TO ANYONE ABOUT ANYTHING I am a fucking pushover because I feel like if I say no to someone they're going to realise I'm Hitler 2.0 and a monster and I don't want them to be disappointed or upset or whatever and I swear I'm ready to scream.
So I told her she can park in the morning but if she needs to leave early she'll have to park somewhere else in the afternoon. I really fucking hope she gets out at 11 like she said she would.
About ready to call the mom again and ask her which of our neighbors offered so I can point morning woman in their direction.
In less stressful news, I discovered this afternoon that Netflix has Monarch of the Glen on streaming. Haven't seen it in ages. To be honest, it's only a mediocre show, but the scenery is staggeringly gorgeous, and it does have its moments. And then there's Dawn Steele, who's really the icing on the cake.
Also got Esme, my iPad mini, back from the shop, good as new.
Heidi is growing so quickly. She's easily a third again as large as she was when we brought her home. She's a handful sometimes, but she's very affectionate most of the time.
Oh! And also! I called LA City College and they're having an information session this Saturday about the Pharmacy Assistant program! It's free, so I signed up to attend. I'm hopeful that this will be a good option for me. Some of the other things I want to do seem a bit unrealistic. The most interesting of them is also the most unrealistic: voiceover acting. As it happens, LACC has a class in November which will be dealing with breaking into the market. I'm tempted, but I'm really nervous about putting myself out there. I only really do male voices (my speaking voice is barely feminine & I'm constantly sirred on the phone, no matter how hard I try) and I'm (apparently) female, so… The idea of putting myself out there as a voice actor (with, let's be honest, zero training) is kinda scary. But I've been told before that I have a good voice, so… that's something, right? I dunno. I love the idea of it, but I'm scared. Plus also I'm fretting about public perception. "Oh, she's a woman who only does masculine voices? So…she's a guy? Or what?" kinda stuff. *sigh*
Am I crazy for wanting to do this?
