Neurotic control freak
Thus I have diagnosed myself. It's Saturday night, I don't have to work, my psych paper is done and what am I doing? Worrying about that which I cannot control.I wonder if two of my coworkers have killed each other yet. Chances are that they have and there's not a thing I can do about it, but here I am wondering how that is all going to work while doing the job. Maybe I should find a nice support group, I don't know. Wednesday I start my med tech training so I will likely be comatose on thursday morning. Oh well, such is the life. Interesting fact is that all overtime has been banned, except mine. I should probably feel special or something but it's not like I get to stand around for four hours. I'm excited to be able to do this but we still don't have a viable second for my days off and that concerns me greatly. My coworkers are not right for the task for various reasons and right now, I'm not sure my problem child even has a job anymore. There's so many issues with her it's not funny. I am to blame for some of my issues with her because I hold her to a higher standard because of her training. She's a lapsed CNA like myself and therefore should know better. I found the stupid menus not changed when I went in to speak to the DOW about her. It's little shit like that that really pisses me off, I mean come on, get it together, I know it's stupid that we have to do such things when a lot of the people there are really nursing home material but I believe in having a sense of pride in one's work and apparently she does not share my philosiphy. Well, I really should stop yammering about it. Today was the fishing derby and the kids had a good time though we did not stay as long as usual, it was really cold. David caught 2 fish and Macklin got 1, Betty won her little prize and decided she was done and Lex decided the cold was too much to hang around for a fish. He did however, clean and gut the fish this year as well as cook them, yay! I hate fish, it's awful stuff...
