Jan 07, 2008 11:19
This past weekend has had me really aggravated. I'll cut because it may get long...
So first was Thursday or Friday. I received an amazingly snotty email from my ex basically stating he needs info about my job "RIGHT NOW" because while it's a job I enjoy, it's not one that's convienient to him. Unfortunately, those who do the scheduling haven't yet realized that the world revolves around my ex. I'm sure when they do, things will be a lot easier for all involved. Choice quotes:
I'm glad you have a job you enjoy, but how much more of this "during the week" schedule change can the kids and I expect? I'm saying this because it hit the kids pretty badly, in October, November and December, not knowing what was going on. They were really hurting last year, and I'd like to prevent that this year.
For myself, I'm at the point RIGHT NOW where I need to know. If I'm needed to change my whole schedule around so that I can pick the kids up from school on those nights you're working, then I need to know it NOW. It won't work if you wait until the semester is half-over again to let me know that you're unavailable and that the kids need me. My graduating from school is important for the kids' future, and I can't jeopardize that.
If I'm needed, I need to know ahead of time. You talked about quitting your job, but also about working weekends only. When can the kids and I expect you and your job to be consistent? Because the kids need consistency right now.
Well, I'm sorry Schmuck that they haven't realized you & your school are more important than anything else on earth. And, ya know, maybe if you got over yourself & realized that the world will not blow up if the kids stay with a babysitter, things would be easier for everyone. No one is demanding that you rearrange your entire schedule to pick the kids up & keep them. That's you imposing your "only the parents shall watch the children or else they'll become drug addict whores & fail out of school" philosophy on yourself & making things more difficult than they have to be. So take your snotty tone & your demands that everything work the way you want it all the time & piss up a fucking rope, you sanctimonious horse fucker. Not that I'm pissed or anything.
Speaking of work, people are quitting left, right & center. As I stated, we lost 2 nurses. One was really nice & I liked her a lot. One was new & was gonna start training this month. She got a job at the county home instead. Good for her! I was scheduled to pick up a day Thurs, about which, well, I need the money. Then I had to work Friday. Ok, I'm used to it. I was kinda on edge, but whatever. I was thinking that the one lady was staying till 7, which was gonna work out ok. But no, she was leaving when I got there. Okayyy...then, everybody & their brother, sister, etc wanted something from me RIGHT NOW, so I got a little frustrated. I was running around trying to do 5 things for everyone at once, & barely had a chance to piss. Then the supervisor of the building & the weekend supervisor asked me what my babysitting situation was. Uh oh. Turns out the one RT, R, who usually comes in after me, "no longer works here." He put in a 2 week notice, then said "ah, fuck it. I quit now." So there was no one for 3rd shift. I grudgingly agreed to stay till 2 am. I don't know what's gonna happen this weekend, which was his weekend. Its also mine. I wonder if they're gonna have me work 12 hours again or just have an RT from the other building come down there to do rounds. Lord. And the full time nurse down there, who I cover for, has officially put in her notice. She's managing to hold out 6 months. Her last day is Feb. 1st. I'm really trying to hang on till March 7, which will be my 6 months. I guess the owner of the facility had asked one of the RT/Med Tech's if he'd like to work down there full time, even before J the nurse had put in her notice. (FTR, no one asked me if I'd like the full time job.) So that was the straw that broke her back. I don't blame her a fucking bit. I'm thinking about giving my notice on her last day. Then I'm thinking of going to home care, which J is doing. She used to do that as an aide while she was in school & says they pay pretty well. And you can pick your hours & days, which will be better for me & the kidlets. We'll see what happens.
Then, yesterday, Jim & I got into a huge fight over not much of anything, & I'm still pissed at him. Its so frustrating living with someone who thinks he so motherfucking perfect. Fucker.
Ok, I think I'm ranted out for now.
frustrated,
love life,
angry,
pissed,
schmuck,
home,
ex-husband,
work