I world for ranting, for letting out negative feelings.

From sugar to salt part 2

I called my lawyer about the previous mentioned problem in my other post, got a voicemail without it ringing and he said my employer basically doesn't even have to offer me the evening position by law. Either I bite the bullet and somehow get to work wit a schedule I can work or I no longer get freaking paid! I half half a mind to say screw it all because I was planning on leaving for school in the summer anyway. -pulls self together so bit- I'll try out my day shift Monday because I was promised a part time at least and we'll see where it goes schedule wise.

The whole problem is, they knew from the friggin beginning when they hired me that I could only work days. I clearly stated that in the interview. We have only one car. One car. Not two. One. Okami works day shift 7-3:30. I don't even have my license. Even if we had a second car, I couldn't drive myself. Th shift where I work is 2:30 - 10:30 pm. I'd be over an hour late to work each day and an hour late getting home. Besides making getting to our jobs easier we have (had) matching shifts because we want to actually see eachother!

We started off in a long distance relationship, and we don't want that again while living in the same damn house! Maybe I'm just a little sensitive about this subject but it wasn't even my fault I got fucking hurt. No one would help me all damn day long. I got punched square in the forehead hours before my arm was hurt. Did anyone help before I got hurt? No. They didn't. I'm sick and tired of people doing me dirty trying to make me do things I can't do. I...I just....idk. I just don't know anymore. Why on earth would you treat someone like that is beyond me. I did doubles when it wasn't my turn. I helped people when I wasn't even close to being done with my work load. I stayed after to catch up on my charting. I bought residents things with my own freaking money and brought it in to them. I helped out other departments even! What did that get me? Time off work and surgery? A shift I can't work? I got me so whole load of nothing I'd what it got me.

During my light duty shifts, I met and worked with a whole lot of good people. If they needed help I helped them. I I needed help or didn't know how to do something, they stopped what the were doing and showed me how or helped me out. I absolutely loved working in laundry, house keeping, maintenance, an the kitchen. It was like I was working in another freaking world. I guess, even though I know those people will never see this, I want to say thank you to them. Working the floor was sad "figure it out on your own" experience. Sure you got training, but they'd have you training one day, and work the gloom on the next, then be back in training after that.

Sorry guys...I needed to let off some steam. It's been building up today and it finally hit th boiling point. I'm not sure if it's just because I'm having girl issues at this particular moment in time or if I've really just finally friggin had it. If you made it thus far thanks for reading my angry rambles. It means a lot. Seriously, thank you. You deserve a cookie. Thanks for letting my unload all that bull crap. Is actually do feel a bit Bette now.

They're back with a vengeance

Sorry guys idk if I'm going to be doing to much lately. My nightmares are back and worse than ever...I may post but idk I'm kind of in a pretty mopey, sad mood today. I just wanted to let you guys know before I disappeared for a while. I wasn't doing great this morning and after my nap earlier I ended up in even worse shape. I'll update when I feel better.

I'm feeling villainous

Usagi has left the building. Black Lady is in the house. Mother in laws cocker spaniel peed all over my and Okami's bed. All. Over. Everything. We can't sleep on it tonight and I have to rewash everything. The matress is stained and everything....I pulled most of it out with one shot by still....I've about had it with that dog. I have to barricade our bedroom because he claws at doors until they open. It's ridiculous! You can't put him in a kennel or he breaks it and bloddys his paws on it, can't lock him in a room or he claws and howls at the door until he gets it open....He...He needs to friggin go! There I said it....I hate saying that because I know she loves the dog and all but this I'd going to far....I need to cool off. Sorry guys I'm really pissed right now...I'm going to take a break. Sorry for the rant...

Uggh

Before I start, I'd like to say I'm sorry I'm posting this. This is purely a venting post. That being said, you don't have to read it.

So my day started off pretty crappy. I had a hell of a nightmare about bees the size of my Palm with metal stingers attacking me and Okami. They are my ferret (don't have one but would like to) and it...It was messed up. So I woke up flailing around to that and Okami shaking me because I woke up the poor guy.

Then we realized the alarm didn't go off....we were both late to work and rushed getting ready. Work was monumentally stupid for me today. The admin wants so bad to fire me he tries to do my job before I get a chance to do he can say I'm not doing it. He did it twice.

He had like 5 or 6 people coming in needing to speak to hr so I'm running back and fourth because they came in one at a time. Admins upset because there's people waiting for me to help them in the lobby...which after that admin had a "crisis" couldn't get a hold of someone going on a transport. Tried calling 4 times but no answer. He was getting really pissy with everyone. So I finally said, " so in so is with them, call his cell. He has it with him at all times in case his wife needs something." So then he was all huffy I thought of that and he didn't.

Then the icing on the cake at work...I stole butcher knifed from surgery resident.....why? What purpose would I possibly have for stealing freaking butcher knives? Long story short resident came in a couple weeks before I left for surgery. She was living in a hotel. All her stuff had to be sanitized. I was given the task. I was told by admin "clean everything!" So I did. Only to find out, she didn't want her suitcases opened -_- so because I opened the freaking things because NO ONE TOLD ME NOT TO I apparently stole her butcher knives that she didn't even have. I never find any. Just a couple pieces of silver. The nice kind too. Real silver forks and spoons. But no butcher knives. If this didn't blow over I look to be fired soon because of this lady. I really do. But you know what? I'm to the point I don't freaking care anymore. I love the residents there. I do. I really do. But working there isn't worth my sanity. So we'll see, but this is he chance he's been looking for.

Tired

Can...can I just have a small span of time without drama please? I can't...I just...to much drama, feminist crap, lies and now what I'm 90% sure is ringworm. Oh, and I'm getting sick. In the summer. I try to help out and be nice. I try to be a good girl, and I get punished. I just....I can't even......