Ramble by any other name...
Mar. 2nd, 2011 09:00 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
snugglemintWould be a rant?
Only if it's an angry ramble.
Raaawwwrrrr. :D
I really don't have anything that I feel is of dire importance to talk about, but it's been awhile since I've done a real post, so I thought that I was due for one.
Nevermind, I just had a "meeting."
I had talked with my mom last night and she said that she had talked to the boss about how she was unhappy here, which translated to me being full time.
Fine, whatever. I'll work full time despite the fact that I was miserable here and on the verge of quitting had I not had my hours cut back.
But today, today I come in and I get told that I have more work hours to do the thing I hate MOST. The god-damned fucking phone! I have to fucking schedule things, which means I have to spend ALL DAY on the phone.
Awesome. Real awesome, because I'm not miserable enough doing my daily calls already. Why not add more?
I know it will help my mom and I should just suck it up and do it. Extra money, blah, blah, blah. But the fact of it is, that I had to stop twice in writing this so that I could do something else to keep from crying.
I hate it THAT much. So much.
So it's official. I'm stuck here. No car. So it's here or home. Nothing in between. Ever. And now I have to spend even more time here. Where I hate it.
Usually I nod silently when he's saying something and look at him, but I pretty much kept my eyes averted and didn't nod once. My face was kept absolutely blank the whole time. My mom kept looking at me, I could see her in the peripheral, but I wouldn't look at her or make any sort of facial expression.
I was more interested in just trying to breath calmly.
My only grace is that I plan to go to school, but I wasn't going to try until Winter semester, and that's several months away. I don't know if I'll be able to handle one harsh environment into another. I'm going to be miserable here and beaten down, and then I'm going to go to college and it's going to beat me down too.
My brother and sister-in-law were going to come over yesterday to try and sort some things from my mother's old shop and get them ready to sell for her, to get her some money, but now we can't do that. The only time they have to come over is Monday and Tuesday, but I don't get off work til 5 now. So if they tried, we'd have their kids running around getting in the way.
On the upside I got the prompt for my auction fic and I'm really excited about it, but on the downside, when the hell am I going to have the energy?
-Sighs- I have three important things to write for and now 10 hours of my time siphoned off. Plus the extra time I have to stay on Friday's since he's declared we'll have to stay longer.
So basically, I'll be working at least 42 hours. And I don't get overtime because 2 of those hours are for 4 lunch breaks which I don't get to leave the office for.
Whatever, I guess I need to just suck it up.
I'm getting a headache from all of this.
And I swear to Merlin, the first person that says, "At least you have a job," is going to be sectumsempra'd.
Only if it's an angry ramble.
Raaawwwrrrr. :D
I really don't have anything that I feel is of dire importance to talk about, but it's been awhile since I've done a real post, so I thought that I was due for one.
Nevermind, I just had a "meeting."
I had talked with my mom last night and she said that she had talked to the boss about how she was unhappy here, which translated to me being full time.
Fine, whatever. I'll work full time despite the fact that I was miserable here and on the verge of quitting had I not had my hours cut back.
But today, today I come in and I get told that I have more work hours to do the thing I hate MOST. The god-damned fucking phone! I have to fucking schedule things, which means I have to spend ALL DAY on the phone.
Awesome. Real awesome, because I'm not miserable enough doing my daily calls already. Why not add more?
I know it will help my mom and I should just suck it up and do it. Extra money, blah, blah, blah. But the fact of it is, that I had to stop twice in writing this so that I could do something else to keep from crying.
I hate it THAT much. So much.
So it's official. I'm stuck here. No car. So it's here or home. Nothing in between. Ever. And now I have to spend even more time here. Where I hate it.
Usually I nod silently when he's saying something and look at him, but I pretty much kept my eyes averted and didn't nod once. My face was kept absolutely blank the whole time. My mom kept looking at me, I could see her in the peripheral, but I wouldn't look at her or make any sort of facial expression.
I was more interested in just trying to breath calmly.
My only grace is that I plan to go to school, but I wasn't going to try until Winter semester, and that's several months away. I don't know if I'll be able to handle one harsh environment into another. I'm going to be miserable here and beaten down, and then I'm going to go to college and it's going to beat me down too.
My brother and sister-in-law were going to come over yesterday to try and sort some things from my mother's old shop and get them ready to sell for her, to get her some money, but now we can't do that. The only time they have to come over is Monday and Tuesday, but I don't get off work til 5 now. So if they tried, we'd have their kids running around getting in the way.
On the upside I got the prompt for my auction fic and I'm really excited about it, but on the downside, when the hell am I going to have the energy?
-Sighs- I have three important things to write for and now 10 hours of my time siphoned off. Plus the extra time I have to stay on Friday's since he's declared we'll have to stay longer.
So basically, I'll be working at least 42 hours. And I don't get overtime because 2 of those hours are for 4 lunch breaks which I don't get to leave the office for.
Whatever, I guess I need to just suck it up.
I'm getting a headache from all of this.
And I swear to Merlin, the first person that says, "At least you have a job," is going to be sectumsempra'd.
