I don't like drama
Forgot to post last week...
Tuesday was not better than Monday. Truck started fine in the morning but wouldn't start again at lunch. Called in a favor and one of B's techs came THREE times to look at it in the parking lot. To make a long story short...it turned out being the starter and they wanted to charge me $300 to fix it. WTF?!?!? They wanted $180 for 20 minutes of service...um no!
I don't have $5 to my name let alone $300!!!
Walked to work on Wednesday. Thankfully, my closing receptionist gave me a ride home that night as my kidney infection had flared during work and I was in agony. She also ended up giving me a ride to work on Thursday as it was raining. It was dark by the time that I got off of work and Y offered to give me a ride home if I would hang out at work for an hour. Mom didn't like the idea of me walking in the dark so I grabbed a ride.
Friday I walked and nearly froze to death. I was offered an early leave and actually took it. I was hoping that after sitting for a few days that the starter would be charged enough to start so that I could drive it the 50 miles south to the folks. Walked home and thankfully it did start!!!
Saturday mom and I put in the new starter. Uncle D found out what we were doing and HAD to come and help us. Saved $200 bucks but had to use my heating and water bill money to get the new starter. Blah!!!!
Yesterday and today have been agony. After having a kidney infection for a week and a half and then starting my period...you would have thought that would have been enough, but no. Somehow on Saturday when I was on the hard pavement helping to fix the truck I bruised the crap out of my ribs and muscles, tweaked my back, and got sick. Joy! I've got a cough and a fever. My body is just too worn down right now. I want a vacation!!!
I got my W2 today and now tomorrow I have to talk to my OM due to the fact that the numbers do not match the last paycheck of the year that I received. There is a bout a $3000 difference in the amount that I made. I don't need any problems with the IRS...that would be just my damn luck.
I took the mail to the Post Office for the front office girls this evening and there was a letter from Michael. I guess you could call it a letter. More like 2 paragraphs. It's been over 2 months since his last letter and over a month since I sent my response back. He didn't comment on anything that I wrote. He basically told me that he hopes that I can come and bring his mom down this Saturday to see him and that was it. I must admit, I'm kind of hurt over the whole thing. I feel like everything that we have been building had just been a ploy to use me as a means of keeping an eye on his mom and a way for someone to bring her to see him. Everyone here thinks I'm stupid for even continuing to correspond with him, but I actually like him. And now I just feel used.
Tuesday was not better than Monday. Truck started fine in the morning but wouldn't start again at lunch. Called in a favor and one of B's techs came THREE times to look at it in the parking lot. To make a long story short...it turned out being the starter and they wanted to charge me $300 to fix it. WTF?!?!? They wanted $180 for 20 minutes of service...um no!
I don't have $5 to my name let alone $300!!!
Walked to work on Wednesday. Thankfully, my closing receptionist gave me a ride home that night as my kidney infection had flared during work and I was in agony. She also ended up giving me a ride to work on Thursday as it was raining. It was dark by the time that I got off of work and Y offered to give me a ride home if I would hang out at work for an hour. Mom didn't like the idea of me walking in the dark so I grabbed a ride.
Friday I walked and nearly froze to death. I was offered an early leave and actually took it. I was hoping that after sitting for a few days that the starter would be charged enough to start so that I could drive it the 50 miles south to the folks. Walked home and thankfully it did start!!!
Saturday mom and I put in the new starter. Uncle D found out what we were doing and HAD to come and help us. Saved $200 bucks but had to use my heating and water bill money to get the new starter. Blah!!!!
Yesterday and today have been agony. After having a kidney infection for a week and a half and then starting my period...you would have thought that would have been enough, but no. Somehow on Saturday when I was on the hard pavement helping to fix the truck I bruised the crap out of my ribs and muscles, tweaked my back, and got sick. Joy! I've got a cough and a fever. My body is just too worn down right now. I want a vacation!!!
I got my W2 today and now tomorrow I have to talk to my OM due to the fact that the numbers do not match the last paycheck of the year that I received. There is a bout a $3000 difference in the amount that I made. I don't need any problems with the IRS...that would be just my damn luck.
I took the mail to the Post Office for the front office girls this evening and there was a letter from Michael. I guess you could call it a letter. More like 2 paragraphs. It's been over 2 months since his last letter and over a month since I sent my response back. He didn't comment on anything that I wrote. He basically told me that he hopes that I can come and bring his mom down this Saturday to see him and that was it. I must admit, I'm kind of hurt over the whole thing. I feel like everything that we have been building had just been a ploy to use me as a means of keeping an eye on his mom and a way for someone to bring her to see him. Everyone here thinks I'm stupid for even continuing to correspond with him, but I actually like him. And now I just feel used.