Almost too good to be true, really. Of course, there is one negative battle axe named, Vera on the property, but that's to be expected. I'd rather have one, than 77 - like the previous job.
I learned from stress therapy that when someone like Vera gets me riled up, put a rubber band around my wrist and pop it. It worked. My stress therapist also reminded me how f*cked up some people are - due to their past or present conditions/experiences. She told me that we all carry garbage in our hearts, and occasionally look for dumping grounds. In essence, when a person has a f*cked up attitude towards you, they're just looking to unload some garbage. Move away. Yeah, my stress therapist is Native American. I like the simplicity of her logic though.
