Make It Stop is a weekly column in which Anna Goldfarb — the blogger behind Shmitten Kitten and Shlooby Kitten — tells you what’s up. Want a fresh take on a stinky dilemma? Email email@example.com with the subject “Make It Stop.” She’ll make it all better, or at least make you laugh. Girl Scout’s honor.
I have a twin brother and I’ve always been the “adventurous” twin. I went to college several states away while my twin, for a number of reasons, commuted from home. After I graduated, I got a job several states away as well. While I have made several disparaging comments about my twin’s life choices in the past, I’ve tried to mend fences to no avail. We don’t talk regularly anymore. Every time I come home for the holidays, my twin takes something innocuous I say and twists it, going into a screaming fit about how I should go back to wherever I live and never come back. Needless to say, it makes coming home uncomfortable and I don’t want to anymore. My parents usually see that he is overreacting but don’t seem able to stop it either. Do you have suggestions to help mend our fights or make them stop?
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Losing your job sucks. There’s no two ways around it. It’s a really shitty feeling to go into work one Wednesday, sit down at your desk, answer three emails and then be summarily dismissed. Regardless of whether you were fired or let go, it still stings. After you leave the office for the last time, carrying the contents of your cubicle in a box, you wander the streets, unsure of what to do with yourself. You are sure that every person you pass knows that you’re unlovable, unwanted by your former employer, worthless. This is not true. You were simply released from the shackles of one job and are now free to explore other avenues. This can be a time of excitement and change, if you choose. I have been unemployed an awful lot. The first time was a nightmare, the second time was a little better, and the third was long, but ultimately rewarding. I’ve learned some valuable lessons about the job search along the way. Keep reading »
There comes a time in everyone’s career when you will quit your job. You will stand in your boss’s doorway, cock your head and say, “Do you have sec?” You will quietly shut the door. You will sit down in that weird chair reserved for guests and your boss’s jacket, palms sweating, and tell him or her that you have found a new job, or are moving to Sweden, or are starting grad school in the fall. You will tell them that you are very sorry, but the time has come for you to part ways. Your boss will accept this with grace and, if they are a nice boss and a decent person, a congratulations. You will make a plan for departure. You will leave the office that day with the weight of a million hours’ of shitty emails and bad vibes off your shoulders, completely, and for good. Congratulations, you just quit your job! Keep reading »