Mar 11, 2004 00:41
I am handing in my notice first thing tomorrow morning. It's gone too far now, there's no way I am ever going to work for that fucking company again.
Three fucking years I've worked there, and obviously I wasn't an angel all the time but i fucking slogged my guts and my heart out, meekly taken the blame for management errors that weren't my problem and given up my spare time, and they have repayed me... well, they haven't repayed me at all. Cunts.
I have pretty much had to beg the Sainsbury's to You boss not to work my evening shifts. She gave me all the "What do you think I'm going to do about it?" attitude she could muster, that fucking bitch. Apparently it's my fault, because I knew that the personnel job was only temporary. Sorry? Two weeks ago Sheila told me I wouldn't have to back in that department ever again.
I came off the phone absolutely livid. But as you all know, my anger exposes itself through tears and glass-shattering sobs. My buttermilk yellow top could be described as black polka dotted if you looked at it from far away. Probably.
I just can't believe they've treated me this badly. And what guts me is the fact that I won't be able top get dole money for at least six months. I just don't know what to do. I can't see any future, not as in I'm going to commit suicide, but...
what the hell am I going to do?