It's been a long, long time...
Yeah, folks.. I know it's been a long time... almost a full year.. well.. a couple of months off of a full year.. ::waves hands:: anyway.. Lost of stuff has happened since the last I've wrote.. hell, even since the last I logged on...
Firstly, I'm unemployed.. again... though this time is through no fault of my own... Apparently I was using the internet during business hours for personal things... ::blinks:: Was this between the time I was walking on the ceiling and juggling four marmots while holding a flaming torch in my mouth.. or just after the aliens landed and took over my brain/body? ::mildly confused:: because I wasn't aware that I would do something so stupid... Especially after talking with the office manager about the other people using the internet and slowing down the records program that pretty much runs the clinic. ::shakes head:: First, why would I do such a thing? Second, given what day this allegedly happened on, when would I have had the time? Considering that it was a Saturday, so there were only two techs and I was covering pretty much all the incoming appointments and also the patients in the back of the clinic... Really folks? If they really wanted to fire me... they should have come up with a better reason. ::chuckles:: Even my case worker for unemployment was a bit confused about the time frame and occurrence of events that the office manager gave them. ::shakes head again:: Really folks.. if you're gonna fabricate a story/situation... make sure you have enough material to work with, and really collaborate your story.. as well as have everyone involved informed of the same story/timeline of events... ::sighs::
So yeah... now I'm stuck getting 50% of what I brought home from the clinic. It's fun trying to support two people and three animals on not even half of minimum wage per month. It fucking sucks.... And to top it all off, trying to find a job is a fucking joke. I'm looking at all my options, not just vet jobs, and I'm coming up blank. There are vet jobs in the area, hell, even out of the area... But they don't want to hire me because out of four jobs, I've been fired form three (first and third time for reasons unknown and the second because I was still a green tech and not the standard of knowledge they needed for a teaching facility). I've been black listed in this town. No one will hire me and there's not a damn thing I can do about it. Trust me, it's not a happy fuzzy feeling to know that no one wants you or is even willing to try. It doesn't matter that I've been told by, at least, two places that I was a wonderful tech/worker and I won't even begin to get into the multiple praises from clients alone on how I handle their animals... ::shakes head:: There are times when I wonder if I got into the right field of work.. though I don't know of any other thing that I would like to do, or want to do, for a living... ::depressed::
Then on top of all that, Dorothy, who is our roommate, is causing all sorts of drama just because she can. It's a common occurrence for her and Erika to be fighting, whether it be verbally, emotionally, or like recently, physically. It's all just so stressful. Especially since I really don't know how to handle it. Unfortunately, I usually just end up sitting there watching Dorothy tear Erika mentally limb from limb. I'm too... I don't know... I wouldn't say stunned.. but for lack of better a better term... yeah. And the attacks seem to increase when Erika's gearing up for finals... ::tilts head and tries not to read too much into it:: Luckily, she's started her clinic rotations and she won't have finals anymore... oh, wait. She will because the administration is screwing with here and most of her class.. ::sighs:: Yet another thing to be upset about... Anyway... the last fight was over who know what... something terrible that Erika did a couple of weeks ago, yet Dorothy won't tell her what it was so she can't do anything about it or try to fix it. And Dorothy already said there was no way that she was forgiving her for it... even though Erika has no idea what 'it' is... ::shakes head:: Then the only reason she gets all nice again is because Erika and I, well all of us really, are looking for a new place to live and are taking two bedroom apartments into account so that Dorothy would have to find her own place. ::shakes head:: Works situations to benefit herself the best... or she doesn't want to/can't live by herself... I don't know anymore... I've given up trying to understand what goes on in her head.. it's not worth the effort or the migraine that would result.
::takes a deep breath to try and relax:: Ok... I don't think there's anything else major that's going on... So, looks like I'm off again to try and keep my head above the water that is life.. later.
Firstly, I'm unemployed.. again... though this time is through no fault of my own... Apparently I was using the internet during business hours for personal things... ::blinks:: Was this between the time I was walking on the ceiling and juggling four marmots while holding a flaming torch in my mouth.. or just after the aliens landed and took over my brain/body? ::mildly confused:: because I wasn't aware that I would do something so stupid... Especially after talking with the office manager about the other people using the internet and slowing down the records program that pretty much runs the clinic. ::shakes head:: First, why would I do such a thing? Second, given what day this allegedly happened on, when would I have had the time? Considering that it was a Saturday, so there were only two techs and I was covering pretty much all the incoming appointments and also the patients in the back of the clinic... Really folks? If they really wanted to fire me... they should have come up with a better reason. ::chuckles:: Even my case worker for unemployment was a bit confused about the time frame and occurrence of events that the office manager gave them. ::shakes head again:: Really folks.. if you're gonna fabricate a story/situation... make sure you have enough material to work with, and really collaborate your story.. as well as have everyone involved informed of the same story/timeline of events... ::sighs::
So yeah... now I'm stuck getting 50% of what I brought home from the clinic. It's fun trying to support two people and three animals on not even half of minimum wage per month. It fucking sucks.... And to top it all off, trying to find a job is a fucking joke. I'm looking at all my options, not just vet jobs, and I'm coming up blank. There are vet jobs in the area, hell, even out of the area... But they don't want to hire me because out of four jobs, I've been fired form three (first and third time for reasons unknown and the second because I was still a green tech and not the standard of knowledge they needed for a teaching facility). I've been black listed in this town. No one will hire me and there's not a damn thing I can do about it. Trust me, it's not a happy fuzzy feeling to know that no one wants you or is even willing to try. It doesn't matter that I've been told by, at least, two places that I was a wonderful tech/worker and I won't even begin to get into the multiple praises from clients alone on how I handle their animals... ::shakes head:: There are times when I wonder if I got into the right field of work.. though I don't know of any other thing that I would like to do, or want to do, for a living... ::depressed::
Then on top of all that, Dorothy, who is our roommate, is causing all sorts of drama just because she can. It's a common occurrence for her and Erika to be fighting, whether it be verbally, emotionally, or like recently, physically. It's all just so stressful. Especially since I really don't know how to handle it. Unfortunately, I usually just end up sitting there watching Dorothy tear Erika mentally limb from limb. I'm too... I don't know... I wouldn't say stunned.. but for lack of better a better term... yeah. And the attacks seem to increase when Erika's gearing up for finals... ::tilts head and tries not to read too much into it:: Luckily, she's started her clinic rotations and she won't have finals anymore... oh, wait. She will because the administration is screwing with here and most of her class.. ::sighs:: Yet another thing to be upset about... Anyway... the last fight was over who know what... something terrible that Erika did a couple of weeks ago, yet Dorothy won't tell her what it was so she can't do anything about it or try to fix it. And Dorothy already said there was no way that she was forgiving her for it... even though Erika has no idea what 'it' is... ::shakes head:: Then the only reason she gets all nice again is because Erika and I, well all of us really, are looking for a new place to live and are taking two bedroom apartments into account so that Dorothy would have to find her own place. ::shakes head:: Works situations to benefit herself the best... or she doesn't want to/can't live by herself... I don't know anymore... I've given up trying to understand what goes on in her head.. it's not worth the effort or the migraine that would result.
::takes a deep breath to try and relax:: Ok... I don't think there's anything else major that's going on... So, looks like I'm off again to try and keep my head above the water that is life.. later.