VENTING
i've totally been on a livejournal drought latly...but ive had a little drama....so i want to share it
at work, there is a early girl and a late girl....if your the late girl, the shift supervisor doesnt mind if you have someone in there with you, they know you just have to sit there for a couple hours until last rounds...so whenever im the late girl, brandon sits with me for about an hour, hour and a half, until its time for him to drive me home
me and brandon were sitting there last night when the noc shift came in....greg is cool, so he let me know that kim, our manager called him and asked if the swing shift ever had ppl in there....he said he couldnt lie, but yes, he has come to work and my ride has been inside with me.....this is common with other swing shift girls as well
then greg tells me that kim went on to vent to him about how those "damn swing shift girls" always ignore her and walk all over her like a doormat, so shes might just go to jeff, the administrator, about all this
kim has never voiced any problem to me since she has become manager, so im starting to react to what greg is telling me...when brandon decides hes going to demand me to stop my "attitude"....this just frustrates me even more
greg says hes just letting me know so ill be prepared if kim talks to me about this....so in the car brandons saying greg was being the good guy, so he didnt need to hear me be upset....then for the rest of the night im trying to get a word in to vent, explain, or tell brandon to stop interupting me.....because apparantly he knows exactly whats going on, and how to fix everything, and might as well lecture me on what im doing wrong while hes at it
it is one of the worst feelings in the world to have all this frustration and to be contuinally interuppted like that, and in a way forced to hold it in.....it wouldnt have even been that bad if it werent for brandon making it all worse
we just got back from a romantic weekend camping just the two of us....and im going through my day thinking of how much i love him and how he really is my best friend as well.....and then he turns into a complete asshole and i almost hate him.....
aaaaaaaauuuuuuuuggggggghhhhhhhhh, thanks for letting me vent
"this fish house is the best in the area"
at work, there is a early girl and a late girl....if your the late girl, the shift supervisor doesnt mind if you have someone in there with you, they know you just have to sit there for a couple hours until last rounds...so whenever im the late girl, brandon sits with me for about an hour, hour and a half, until its time for him to drive me home
me and brandon were sitting there last night when the noc shift came in....greg is cool, so he let me know that kim, our manager called him and asked if the swing shift ever had ppl in there....he said he couldnt lie, but yes, he has come to work and my ride has been inside with me.....this is common with other swing shift girls as well
then greg tells me that kim went on to vent to him about how those "damn swing shift girls" always ignore her and walk all over her like a doormat, so shes might just go to jeff, the administrator, about all this
kim has never voiced any problem to me since she has become manager, so im starting to react to what greg is telling me...when brandon decides hes going to demand me to stop my "attitude"....this just frustrates me even more
greg says hes just letting me know so ill be prepared if kim talks to me about this....so in the car brandons saying greg was being the good guy, so he didnt need to hear me be upset....then for the rest of the night im trying to get a word in to vent, explain, or tell brandon to stop interupting me.....because apparantly he knows exactly whats going on, and how to fix everything, and might as well lecture me on what im doing wrong while hes at it
it is one of the worst feelings in the world to have all this frustration and to be contuinally interuppted like that, and in a way forced to hold it in.....it wouldnt have even been that bad if it werent for brandon making it all worse
we just got back from a romantic weekend camping just the two of us....and im going through my day thinking of how much i love him and how he really is my best friend as well.....and then he turns into a complete asshole and i almost hate him.....
aaaaaaaauuuuuuuuggggggghhhhhhhhh, thanks for letting me vent
"this fish house is the best in the area"