I heart Gmail

I was composing a long email between phone calls and stuff, so it's safe to say that I was a bit distracted. When I went to hit "send," Gmail paused to ask me,

    "I noticed you wrote 'I've attached' in your email...did you mean to attach something?"

I HAD forgotten to attach something!

Awesome. I also love it when you close Chrome unexpectedly, and it pops up a filefolder face that's got Xs for eyes with its tongue hanging out, and it says "Aw, snap!" and tells you something went wrong. Google is my kinda thing.

No, not my tongue

No, he didn't get my tongue. Trust me, I had my fair share of words for the cat yesterday morning. He didn't follow in line with the adage--he went ahead and the cat got my diamond ring instead.

Dang cat.

Trying not to wake my Crazy, I searched through my jewelery tray of MUCH cheaper pieces that he could have DESTROYED for all I cared, but no diamond ring. A search of the surrounding area, even with the light on, revealed nothing either. The only things that coerced me to leave were the fact that it was my second first-day of work and Crazy told me he'd take a look for it for me when he got up.

*sigh*

I felt naked on one hand all day (ring-wearers, I know you know what I mean). It wasn't until I'd told EVERYONE what the cat had done and after I'd visited my cat-enthusiast doctor that I started to feel a little better.

While going through the motions of my check-up, I told her about what Moo had done and asked her for her professional opinion on my chances of finding it again.

    "Oh, well he certainly hasn't eaten it. He's just a cat and cats like loud, shiny things to bat around on the floor for the sparkle and the sound it makes. I'm sure you're going to find it behind one piece of furniture or another."

Lucky for the cat, I did.

I am now in the market for a cat-proof jewelery box. Perhaps from Mexico. 9 more days...

It doesn't pay to be sick

I was just reading an article about politicians musing about charging a $25 user fee every time someone went to visit their doctor. While they apparently haven't considered them, past studies (and there have been many) have decided that it isn't worth it--why penalize the sick? And if anything, it'll deter people from going to see their doctor when they need it, and when they get sicker, it ends up costing more money to health care in the end.

Reading this, I was reminded of a story. :)

I think it was my third-year of university. I was sick as a dog. Like, running a 103F fever. I had an exam the next day. Taking a cue from my friend's friends at another university, I searched up UofT's procedure for deferring exams--$10 to my doctor for a real, legitimate note because I was legitimately sick was worth it to me at that point. However, after reading what the procedures were, I headed off to the exam the next morning anyway.

Sitting there at my desk in the gym, I could feel my head pounding and perhaps a little of the room spinning. Between essays, I would put my head down and close my eyes for a bit. I didn't even care if my answers were cogent or not--I was just so miserably sick and wanted to go home.

My professor for that class had been extra productive and sweet and had baked cookies for the class. After dropping half of the batch on the floor (she was a bit of a clutz), she made her way up and down the rows to where I was sitting to offer me one. I think I had my head down at the time she arrived.

    "Sweetie, are you okay?"
    "I have a fever."
    "Why didn't you defer your exam? I would have definitely approved it."
    "It costs $80 to defer an exam with UofT."
    *beat*
    "Oh dear. Just do your best then."
...

See? Monetary obstacles can absolutely deter people from getting the help (or rest) that they need. Not a good idea, Mr. Politicians, not a good idea.