Post #172934 by Tiki-Kate on Mon, Jul 18, 2005 7:06 PM

My interests totally affect the way that my family, my friends and (unfortunately) my employer view me.

My sisters think I'm a freak. My nieces think I'm really cool. That's fine. I respect the kid's opinions more anyway.

I don't even want to start in on my friends. I give up. I've waisted a good portion of my life accompanying friends to events that have made me want to gouge my own eyes out and/or rip my own ears off. But you do it. That's what friends are for, isn't it? Apparently not. Luckily I do enjoy my own company.

The last plant manager at the facility where I work was totally cool. He didn't quite get the whole tiki thing, but he enjoyed my spirit of whimsy and would always manage to find a tiki souvenir for me whenever he traveled. Our new plant manager is his antithesis. He finds it so hard to take me seriously that I finally started de-tikifying my office for fear of never getting promoted again.

Felt good to rant a little.

Thanks, Derek.