Sickness suck balls.
So I managed to get Friday through Monday off. Because I keep changing up my schedules, I miraculously managed to get that. Basically, what happened was, at my job, Sunday is mandatory for everyone. Why? Because if it wasn't, no one would come in that day. Well, Danielle, one of the new supervisors (since my two favorites, Ryan and Brittany quit, which I'm STILL pissed about, but whatev), went around a few weeks ago and asked a few people if they wanted to switch mandatory days. So instead of having to come in Sunday, I'd have to come in Wednesday. So I changed my schedule to be Mon-Thurs, with Fri-Sun off.
So it's been this way the past two weeks, and then I turn in my schedule to Debra for next week, and she tells me I have to schedule Sunday. She tried to tell me that the switching the mandatory day shit was only for a week. Uh. Bullshit. It wasn't, other wise why didn't they say it that way? They were short a lot of people Sunday, and had to call people in. That's why it's suddenly just for the "one week". Ugh. I fucking hate my job. But basically, the reason I explained all that is because, since this Sunday was my last scheduled Sunday off, my normal scheduled day off is Monday. SO that's how I managed to get so many days off.
And you know what I've been doing on my days off? Jack shit. Why? Because I'm sick as a damn dog. I mean, I hate it that I got sick on my days off. But think about it. I'd rather be sick on my days off than having to go to work feeling like this. And I know Richard, the boss, would make me work through it, because he's an ass like that. Who cares that my throat hurts, I keep sniffling, and I could puke any second because of all this drainage in my stomach. I know, I know, TMI, but hey. It's how I'm feeling! But I just feel so unproductive, but I can't make my body do anything, and my mind just won't function. So sitting here, watching movies, hugging Kleenex for the win.
BUT! As a happy note to end this (which I just now realized that a lot of the people I used to talk to over this thing kinda faded off, so there's really no sense in posting here, but whatev. I need more LJ friends. I know Marlena pays attention, so I guess this is for you, Mars Bar! Which, speaking of, I love you and I miss you, hun!)
That video, and that episode, made my fucking night. When Dean screams like a girl, then laughs and says "That was scary."? I just about died of laughter. Seriously. With this sickness, I kept laughing, then coughing up a lung.
So it's been this way the past two weeks, and then I turn in my schedule to Debra for next week, and she tells me I have to schedule Sunday. She tried to tell me that the switching the mandatory day shit was only for a week. Uh. Bullshit. It wasn't, other wise why didn't they say it that way? They were short a lot of people Sunday, and had to call people in. That's why it's suddenly just for the "one week". Ugh. I fucking hate my job. But basically, the reason I explained all that is because, since this Sunday was my last scheduled Sunday off, my normal scheduled day off is Monday. SO that's how I managed to get so many days off.
And you know what I've been doing on my days off? Jack shit. Why? Because I'm sick as a damn dog. I mean, I hate it that I got sick on my days off. But think about it. I'd rather be sick on my days off than having to go to work feeling like this. And I know Richard, the boss, would make me work through it, because he's an ass like that. Who cares that my throat hurts, I keep sniffling, and I could puke any second because of all this drainage in my stomach. I know, I know, TMI, but hey. It's how I'm feeling! But I just feel so unproductive, but I can't make my body do anything, and my mind just won't function. So sitting here, watching movies, hugging Kleenex for the win.
BUT! As a happy note to end this (which I just now realized that a lot of the people I used to talk to over this thing kinda faded off, so there's really no sense in posting here, but whatev. I need more LJ friends. I know Marlena pays attention, so I guess this is for you, Mars Bar! Which, speaking of, I love you and I miss you, hun!)
Click to viewThat video, and that episode, made my fucking night. When Dean screams like a girl, then laughs and says "That was scary."? I just about died of laughter. Seriously. With this sickness, I kept laughing, then coughing up a lung.