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How do you organize or keep your emails? For what emails you might still get that is.

Like for shopping and stuff... do you keep the first email? If the company sends you shipping notices do you keep those too? What about the email when the package is received? Do you keep it or trash it? Do you organize them at all - like if you use gmail do you use labels? If you write fanfiction or engage in comments somewhere do you organize those? Keep those? What about DW post comments?

For me, my personal email is gmail. Within it, I use labels and archiving heavily. I also keep mine in compact view, use stars to keep the immediate things like stuff I'm not ready to read: meeting links, patreon or kickstarter updates/downloads. I also have mine stacked by importance so it's Starred / Important / Everything else. I keep all my AO3 kudos/comments emails (IDK why I just like them). I also almost always keep my DW comment response emails (you are immortalized in my email).

Do you just leave all your emails piled in one place without organization and just use the search if you need something? Do you never check your email unless you absolutely need something?

I'm honestly so curious.

questionoftheday asks: Do you have any interesting stories about an old teacher? Did they ever do something crazy or unforgettable in front of the class?

Oh boy. I've had a few doozies.

I went to a very, very conservative Christian high school so all the teachers there were they're own kind of special. As an example, one of my teachers made me put the smiley face necklace I wore in my pocket during his classes because he thought it was distracting. He was also the teacher that called me out for drawing a peace sign and a ying yang on my notebook (it was the 90s) because those are obvious anti-Christians symbols.

I went to a regular college, but I was an art major which comes with a variety of strangeness. I made very good friends with another student in our first year of college (she's still my best friend in the whole world) and the director of our art department was a little annoyed by how well we got along. I honestly don't know what her deal was, she just didn't like us.

In our sophomore year, my friend and I agreed to buy supplies for a 3D project our class was making for a parade. We showed up a little late, and there was a substitute teacher that day because our director was out of the country for something. Anyway, the two of us come into class about five minutes late, having been detained by parking/traffic on campus. This substitute is in the middle of the class, looking at the project we've been working on and we walk in with the supplies.

This dude in front of the whole class looks us dead in the face and says, "Oh, I've heard about you two." His tone says he's annoyed and we try to play it off, dropping the supplies and whatnot. But he proceeds to yell at us for being late and being disrespectful. After that he's passive aggressive with my friend an I and made sure to let us know that the fact we were five minutes late would be going in the record for our director when she got back. Not that it mattered. He was just so angry.

Over the next few years we'd learn that this was the director's basic go-to anytime my friend and I signed up with another art teacher too. We'd arrive and be told that they'd "been told" about us. Whatever that meant. With that substitute, it didn't work out so well. Turned out he was the new pottery teacher and graphic design teacher. Graphic Design being the major both my friend and I were working toward. Things were awkward for a few years. We never really found out what exactly she was telling people about us. It was obvious it was bad. Especially after our Interior Design teacher was like, you guys are great.

Towards the end of the first half our senior year, as we're wrapping up classes signups for the last semester so we can work towards graduation and our senior art show, I had some Come to Jesus meetings with both of those teachers. I wasn't going to let whatever pettiness they'd festered affect whether or not I graduated. Thankfully we were all (in the end after a stern talking to) able to see our way clear of each other. The art department director signed the paperwork finalizing my credit hours and my friend's and we never saw each other again.

But if you want to hear a great coincidence, that same friend just out of the blue sent me the Rate My Professor page for that teacher earlier today. Unprompted by anything, just sent me the link with a laugh. (She's rated pretty average with a total of five ratings. lol) It's a good thing that site wasn't a thing when I graduated college, or there'd definitely be a few more scathing reviews for her.

questionoftheday asks: What’s the most epic way you’ve seen someone quit their job? Do you have an epic “I quit!” story?

I haven't quit many jobs. But I have been fired in some spectacularly shitty ways. This is kind of an "You're Fired! No, I quit!" kind of scenarios.

When I first was diagnosed with Fibromyalgia it was because I had some severe gland flare up in my tonsils and I had to schedule surgery to have them removed. My doctor took one look at them and was surprised that the size of them wasn't impacting my eating or breathing, they were that bad. I was working retail at the time and had to go out of my way to make sure that my time off for the surgery was approved. The doctor told me to make sure I had the full two weeks for recovery since I was over 20. So I did, having my office manager sign off on the two week request.

Thinking I was in the clear, I scheduled surgery and arranged to stay with a friend for my recovery. A week and a half into my recovery the office manager called to tell me they needed to let me go. She assured me of course that if I wanted to come back after my surgery was over I was welcome. But she also told me if I came back it would be without the insurance or raise I'd earned in the previous months I'd worked there. (I'd been there about six months at the time, but had gotten a raise and benefits after 90.)

I told her in no uncertain terms that I wouldn't be coming back.

I did call the store manager, the regional manager and the corporate HR folks all to make sure they knew what had happened. The store manager said he'd try and get me back on with all my stuff still in place, but by the end of the second week he said it wouldn't happen after all. According to the corporate office my two weeks of time off wasn't allowed. Apparently the office manager had never cleared it with corporate like she'd said and so I was out of a job.

I really struggled for awhile after that. I couldn't find anything new and the company fought against me to claim unemployment. Though eventually when it came time to attend the hearing, they never showed up. So I got my unemployment with back pay and a payout for the two weeks of sick time they were trying to avoid paying me in the first place. I was an expensive loss.

To this day I still get weird about having to call out sick or schedule long vacations. My boss now is great and has repeatedly told me to stop apologizing and to stop worrying when I need time off. She doesn't have to be reassuring, but I love that she is.

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