Today is a two-fer.  This isn’t really a Sunday Seven, but it has 7 items.

Disasters

  1. The East Coast earthquake.  I’m so glad I was at home.  The traffic that evening was horrendous.  One cup from an antique(ish) Japanese (almost Nippon) chocolate set broke.  And the cat’s water dish slopped over.  Honestly, this was unlike any earthquake I’d ever been through (went through a couple [one major] while stationed in Italy, but wasn’t this close to the epicenter).  Actually, as the quake progressed, I became more frightened than when the steel rod smashed through my car window.
  2. Hurricane Tropical Storm Irene:  I prepared for a power outage by loading books to my iPod and Nook.  And made sure they were charged.  Last night I watched an episode of Wallander on dvd (the one with Kenneth Branaugh).  I’m not sure I’ll watch any more.  They’re pretty depressing, and that’s the last thing I need right now.  (See Disaster #3 below).  The power went out sometime in the night.  So I slept late this morning.  I was playing with the Nook when it came back on before noon today.  Pretty lucky!  But then, it wasn’t all that bad here.  The sun is out now.
  3. Remember the person I fired?  Well, in an effort to call her on her shit, she has accused me of hitting her.  (No, I didn’t.  I just caught her doing something I told her not to do, and scolded her.)  Our stories are so different, but she has a history of lying.  As I was writing up previous incidents for letters of counseling (before the accusation occurred), I realized she must have some mental problems to be so angry and vindictive for so long; and she has now transferred her bile from her previous supervisor to me.  The unfortunate thing is, she has convinced others that I am an abusive person, and a young impressionable fellow with whom I’d had a good relationship has filed a complaint about something that happened last year.  And she continues to “hold court” with the other workers, vilifying me.  My boss recommended I file a formal complaint for defamation of character.  I may actually do so.  OH!  And I just realized this morning that when I’d talked with the team she’d been on, they didn’t want to have any accusations of her behavior attributed to them.  Now I know what they were afraid of.

Given all that crap, my reputation may be in the toilet.  I therefore need to make plans.  The good news is I’m now eligible to retire.  The bad news is I can’t really afford to.  So, here are some alternate plans.

  1. Stay at work until next January or June, but ask to be reassigned.  My reputation with leadership has been pretty good, but I’m not sure how this incident will color their perceptions.  In other words, I don’t trust the system.
  2. Brush up my resume and try to get hired by a government contractor (aka “Beltway Bandit”).  One person is already interested in me, but doesn’t have the contract yet.
  3. Take tax accounting courses and do taxes for 4½ months of the year.
  4. Work as a doggie day-care provider for PetSmart. (This is my favorite, but I have no idea what the pay is.)

I guess I need to just remind myself constantly that I have done nothing wrong.  Even if the worst outcome happens, I’ll know in my heart I was right.