Bitchfest
Meh. Today sucks now. I just found out that a contest at work I was SURE I had won, I didn’t. So now I’m out $500 that I would have gotten if I’d won. And to top it all off, the girl at work that I really don’t get along with won the fucking thing. Such bullshit. And my conflict-avoiding manager didn’t bother to tell me individually (even though she knew I thought I’d won), she just emailed EVERYONE congratulating the other girl. What a way for me to find out! Geez. I really can’t wait to finish school and get a job I actually WANT to do. That’ll be weird. Bah. I’m so pissed. I want to cry. Not only that, but I was going to use that money to pay all these damn doctors’ bills that I’ve accrued from hurting my knee. I just finished writing checks for some of the bills totaling $280. And I still have at least $800 more, not to mention however much all this physical therapy is going to cost. I don’t even know how much all that will be.. I hate my sucky insurance, but I don’t want to pay more each week for the better insurance because of course, if I do that, I won’t need to go to the damn doctor all year. GAAAAHH!! I hate insurance companies. Cheap bastards only want to pay 70% of my physical therapy. I’m hoping that was a processing error and they pay more. I can’t afford to pay $75 a pop for each time I go and $150 for the first and last visits. I’m going THREE TIMES A WEEK! How much money do they think I freakin’ have!?! *HUFF* I wanna go home to Jason so I can stop thinking about all this bullshit.