Not-so-terrible Tuesday
I'm feeling much better today than I did yesterday. Thank Christ. I was a big, blubbering mess yesterday. Maybe I'm feeling better because I cried out all of the tears that my body possessed. Either way, I'm not going to question it and just go with it.
I arrived back to work yesterday after my vacation. I had no idea what my schedule would be this week, only that I had work Monday morning. I looked at the schedule and noticed that I did not have one day off and the GM (who makes the schedule...surprise) had four days off. I contemplated calling the owner for a moment to rat him out, but decided against it. The GM can really make my life a living hell here, so to me, it wasn't worth it. I had just gotten nine days off, so whatev. Shortly after discovering this, the phone rang and it was the owner. He asked me what I was doing working Monday morning (when coming off of vacay, the proper shift to come back to is Monday night) and what my schedule was like this week. I told him and he immediately called the GM to bitch him out. Now, I have my third weekend off in a row due to the greed of my GM. Praise the Lord and pass the ammunition.
That being said, I think there's a chance I *might* go to Houston this weekend. I'm pretty broke, but that's never stopped me before. A road trip would be nourishment to my soul at this point. It would be a nice way to become closer to Cameron and Roxanne. The real reason is that I'd like more Frank time, to be honest.
We'll see how the week goes.
I arrived back to work yesterday after my vacation. I had no idea what my schedule would be this week, only that I had work Monday morning. I looked at the schedule and noticed that I did not have one day off and the GM (who makes the schedule...surprise) had four days off. I contemplated calling the owner for a moment to rat him out, but decided against it. The GM can really make my life a living hell here, so to me, it wasn't worth it. I had just gotten nine days off, so whatev. Shortly after discovering this, the phone rang and it was the owner. He asked me what I was doing working Monday morning (when coming off of vacay, the proper shift to come back to is Monday night) and what my schedule was like this week. I told him and he immediately called the GM to bitch him out. Now, I have my third weekend off in a row due to the greed of my GM. Praise the Lord and pass the ammunition.
That being said, I think there's a chance I *might* go to Houston this weekend. I'm pretty broke, but that's never stopped me before. A road trip would be nourishment to my soul at this point. It would be a nice way to become closer to Cameron and Roxanne. The real reason is that I'd like more Frank time, to be honest.
We'll see how the week goes.