Needing An Outlet

It has been a LONG time since I last blogged.  Mostly because I was asked to stop by my Mother.  Apparently she was not liking what I had to say about "friends" of hers, so much for freedom of speech!  So, out of respect for her, I caved and stopped....blogging anyway.  Doesn't mean I stopped talking shit about them or hating them and the fact that my Mom is still friends with them, but whatever, it is what it is I suppose. 
I decided to write today because a lot of things irritate me, lol, and instead of causing hate and discontent on a social media site such as FB like I really want to do I figured I'd just vent to myself essentially here.  Once I get it out of my system I'm usually good to go :)  So, let's see, where do I begin?  How about with L&M Hospital and what a shit hole it is?  I worked there for almost five years and was surrounded by nothing but drama and backstabbing bitches that couldn't/wouldn't mind their own business.  I beleive that if you are sick, need surgery, or just a day off then you should be able to take it without being "coached" about it.  The worker bee's can't do shit without being micro-managed, but the 18 directors they have in HR get away with murder.  While on the subject of getting away with things down there, I think they should start randomly drug testing ALL their employees and then see who they are left with!  Gurantee most drs, nurses and administrators would pop positive for something!  Just sayin.  When anyone asks me now which hospital they should go to I always say Backus--it may not be better, but it's not L&M! 
Hhhhmmm, moving on.  I believe things should be run a certain way, preferably my way, if I'm not in charge my anxiety kicks in and I become a raving bitch.  I may not always be right in the way that I do things, but sitting back and watching someone else take charge is like watching a monkey fuck a football to me and I can't handle.  I will also be the first one to admit that I am VERY selfish.  If it doesn't pertain to me either directly or immediately indirectly (I'll be in the lime light somehow) especially when dealing with family, then I get pissy and again become a raving bitch.  I also HATE being left out of things.  Nothing pisses me off more then not knowing something, or being the last one to find out. 
Next on my  list of things to bitch about today is change.  Not the fact that things change, I know that happens, it's a fact of life, everyone just needs to deal with it.  I guess it's how people act during changes.  My husband is going to be transferring off the boat he is currently on in a couple months and will be reporting to another one.  We attended a function for the kids over the weekend and were treated like we had the plague.  Um, hello, we're not fucking gone yet--still part of the fucking command and so called "family"!  What pisses me off even more is how everyone treats each other.  On our first boat it really was like one big family.  EVERYONE hung out together, all the guys had each other's back, they ALL busted their asses at work and they ALL played hard out of work.  They had a softball team, hockey team, there were boat picnics that the families wanted to go to regardless of how much time the guys had just spent together.  It was actually fun.  All the wives got along.  There was little to no drama and backstabbing.  People respected each other's personal lives and privacy--not now, here we have town criers.  We have a couple in particular that harp on gossip.  Don't get me wrong, I LOVE gossip, but shit!  Talk about it, and move on--no need to keep bringing shit up that happened well over a year or so ago--NOBODY CARES!!  I could talk all day about this subject, but I'll stop here.
I'm going to finish this entry by saying that the last thing that pisses me off is people who use to talk to me, who I had in my house on a regular basis, now put on an act when they see me.  Why?  What the fuck did I do to you?  The part that pisses me off is that you can't say either to my face, or in an email or text, "hey, you did x, y & z and that really made me angry....." or whatever.  Nope, instead, I just stop getting invited to things, people just stop talking to me, looking in my direction when we are on the pier together--I have an idea why.  I have several ideas why.  One being who I was hanging out with, and two being that I was telling the command everyone's business.  The second is 100% true.  That was my job.  If I heard things, or new things that I even thought for a second could possibly jeopardize the safety of the boat, you had better believe that I was telling the CO, XO and COB.  Even if it wasn't stuff that would jeopardize the safety of the boat, I was briefing them on the going's on of all the wives.  And if you think it's any different now, think again--ALL YOUR EMAILS ARE READ BEFORE GOING TO YOUR HUSBANDS AND NOT BY THE RADIOMEN :-)
Aaaaahhhhhh----I feel so much better now :)  OH, and one last thing--all y'all bitches that act all high and mighty looking down at me and my husband thinking you know what goes on in our personal life--you might want to take a good, long, hard look at your own relationships!  Remember, I was the ombudsman I was told EVERYTHING, AND I've been DD for A LOT of drunk single sailors who like to tell deployment stories!