Oct 27, 2006 21:41
Alrighty, first of all, this is a RANT. You have been WARNED. If you leave me comments about how I am insensative and depressed, guess what... I know. You will be told as such. And...probably not in a nice way.
I hate people. I hate work like the PPTH clinic. I am grumpy and depressed, leave me the hell alone. I understand the everyone else is having a really crappy week. I don't object to hearing about your problems. But I'll tell you what.. don't come looking for me to be going "awww, poor you...that's so horrible..." because I'll tell you that life sucks. That's the way it is. I can't change it.
I was supposed to have sunday off. I don't. I'm VERY pissed. Beyond pissed. I expressed this much to Keith, the top kitchen boss, who made the schedual. He said, "oops" and refused to change it. I got more pissed. On top of that, I'm over emotional because of the situation with Shadow. Like any family member, it's a little hard to push away, however I'M NOT PLAYING THAT CARD EVERYWHERE I GO. I did NOT cry in front of my boss even though I felt like I wanted to about how my dog is dying and I wanted sunday off because...it's not related! Holy crap! Not everything is related to my personal problems, wow, such a relevation to *COUGH* somepeople! (who don't even read this journal)
So work was total crap. There were two of us because someone quit, yet she was still schedualled for today, so obviously she didn't show up. It sucked. The residents were pissy and impatient. It was not a good day. It's been not a good week.
work: retirement home,
rant