Construction, Medical Clinic, References, Shakespeare

Well, it was difficult getting outside today. There was a sign saying not to use the stairs in front of my apartment, then the first floor button in the elevator was disabled, and there was a sign asking to exit via the further stairwell and through the back door, and then when I got to the back door, there was a sign saying not to use that door, either. So I thought I was holed up. But then some workers came by and explained that the back door was usable.

I went to the medical clinic to make an appointment the old-fashioned way. Screw all those people who are worried about me!
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...Okay, that felt really bad to say, but basically, that's the only logic I had going for that action. Anyway, the woman said to just call early, and they'd put me through that day. She said she was all full-up for today, and tomorrow she was off, and then it's the weekend, so that puts it off until Monday.

Interesting, usually it takes two weeks to get an appointment. I guess the less urgent the reason, the faster they'll see you. No, I get it. It's because a cough is so minor, it wouldn't take up much time. Still...

Anyway, I know how to manipulate the medical clinic, and I'll surely waste more time than they think, because of my alternate agenda.

My W2W counselor said he'd give me a letter of recommendation, and just wants to know who to address it to, and what they'd like to be informed about. So that's cool. I'm going to contact an old teacher from high school, the one who kind of got me into the most likely to change the world group, and who knows my full situation and, after a year out of high school, volunteered to be a reference for me, job-wise.

So... that would be three letters, and that would be everyone who offered to be a reference without me asking. Also, these are people who, in total, will have known me as an employee, student, and volunteer. This may counter the difficulties my doctor is putting me through, with my psychiatrist's notes, which say that I suffer from a "perpetual out-of-body condition".

I didn't get around to making the reindeer candycane crafts because I was wanting to make a joke referencing that Shakespeare play, The Taming of the Shrew. I wanted that quote where the two guys are making a wager on whether or not a peasant woman could become a lady.

Unfortunately, the play was a bunch of crazy jabber that I couldn't connect with what I thought the play was about, so I couldn't feel out if I was "hot or cold" in regard to what was going on.

Turns out, it's a play about, and I can't find the exact quote, but essentially, a guy who forces some woman to be obedient to him through a series of mental torments.

That's... really... kinky.

I had thought the play was about a woman of the serving class rising through the ranks and showing she had the stuff of a noble woman. Something about how finances don't mean much when it comes to what's inside a person, or something like that. Oh well, I was wrong. It's a comedy about male supremacy.

Anyway, when I eventually found the quote, it contained about a million people and was weird. So I had to make up my own joke from scratch, without Shakespeare's help.

Yeah, I don't really like Shakespeare. I don't know why everyone makes such a huge deal about him. In high school, they make a section of every English class devoted to him. He wasn't even an author! He was a playwrite! Shouldn't his teachings be geared more toward drama classes, or something?

I don't dislike Shakespeare or anything. I just think he's overrated. I've read Hamlet, Macbeth, Midsummer Night's Dream and Twelfth Night (four plays and four English classes), and I just don't really see the appeal.

I've got the Entire Works of Shakespeare, though. Hard back, and all old-style. Got it at Value Village with the Entire Works of Sir Arthur Conan Doyle. Putting those on my shelf, next to the entire works of Aristotle and Plato, and Gandhi's memoirs. AKA, the stuff I'd like people to assume I've read on seeing, but which I'm never going to get around to.