::sniffle::
holiday is going to be super tough, i can feel it already. who knows when i'll have the time to go out christmas shopping. it's going to be super crazy.
i got out almost 20 minutes late today. maryanne wouldn't let me go at 9, when i was supposed to get off, and when my ride was there, because everything wasn't completely finished. but every other time my ride has come, she told me it was no problem for me to go. fucking bi-polar i swear. the store didn't even look that bad.
that's not even the thing that gets me upset. i'm really going to have to talk to her tomorrow.
now, i understand that holiday is really important. and that the store is going to be super busy. and that everyone has responsibilities. but here's my thing, i have a responsibility towards my family.
we're having family christmas on the 4th in connecticut. my grandparents have even flown up. everyone's getting together. it's tradition. and i actually like it.
so i tell her, that i'm really sorry, and that i can work every other day that week, except for the fourth. she tells me that i'm going to have to work sometime that day.
ok, so i'll just jog back from connecticut and be there because you need me that badly when i'm sure you don't.
i really don't want to go into the whole fucking sob story. but i think i'm going to have to. and i really hope it doesn't result in me crying at work. although i've seen more crying at this job than any other.
but seriously...i hate to think about it, but my grandma's up for christmas. i've already missed family events because i've been working. i don't get to see her very often because she lives in florida. so these family get togethers mean a lot to me. there's a limit to life, you know. i mean, it's fucking brain cancer. and, it's my grandma.
i don't even like thinking about it. i almost try to pretend it's not happening to her.
and it's the holidays. maybe not technically the holidays yet. but this is our family holiday time. and i really really really want to spend it with my family. not fucking slaving over everyone elses friends and family.
fucking friends and family day. my family won't be there because they'll be having christmas. but i might have to be there.
fuck that.
i'll get a warning, get fired, whatever. i'm calling in sick that day if she doesn't give me off. i'm sick of missing out on my family for her. she means nothign to me. money isn't all that important. my grandma means everything to me. and family is what's important.
i got out almost 20 minutes late today. maryanne wouldn't let me go at 9, when i was supposed to get off, and when my ride was there, because everything wasn't completely finished. but every other time my ride has come, she told me it was no problem for me to go. fucking bi-polar i swear. the store didn't even look that bad.
that's not even the thing that gets me upset. i'm really going to have to talk to her tomorrow.
now, i understand that holiday is really important. and that the store is going to be super busy. and that everyone has responsibilities. but here's my thing, i have a responsibility towards my family.
we're having family christmas on the 4th in connecticut. my grandparents have even flown up. everyone's getting together. it's tradition. and i actually like it.
so i tell her, that i'm really sorry, and that i can work every other day that week, except for the fourth. she tells me that i'm going to have to work sometime that day.
ok, so i'll just jog back from connecticut and be there because you need me that badly when i'm sure you don't.
i really don't want to go into the whole fucking sob story. but i think i'm going to have to. and i really hope it doesn't result in me crying at work. although i've seen more crying at this job than any other.
but seriously...i hate to think about it, but my grandma's up for christmas. i've already missed family events because i've been working. i don't get to see her very often because she lives in florida. so these family get togethers mean a lot to me. there's a limit to life, you know. i mean, it's fucking brain cancer. and, it's my grandma.
i don't even like thinking about it. i almost try to pretend it's not happening to her.
and it's the holidays. maybe not technically the holidays yet. but this is our family holiday time. and i really really really want to spend it with my family. not fucking slaving over everyone elses friends and family.
fucking friends and family day. my family won't be there because they'll be having christmas. but i might have to be there.
fuck that.
i'll get a warning, get fired, whatever. i'm calling in sick that day if she doesn't give me off. i'm sick of missing out on my family for her. she means nothign to me. money isn't all that important. my grandma means everything to me. and family is what's important.