Seven months in
It's back to reality and things have turned upside down. As soon as the weekend was over, and I came back down from the weightlessness of my mom's wedding, I found out that I'd have three days off from work. Now, normally I'd be happy about that, only this time I wasn't. I actually wanted to get back to work so I could make some money. So, naturally, I texted my boss (Yeah I can do that lol) and asked her if I could work a few more days, and she told me that the days she gave me were the only days she could offer. I thought it was complete bullshit, but after reading the schedule for last week come to find that I wasn't the only employee who got their hours cut. I'm still a little pissed about it. And if that wasn't bad enough, this week she did the same thing only I had four days off instead of three. Some would be happy to have so much free time, but I wanted to stay busy because I've been terribly restless for the past couple of weeks. I have a lot of energy and motivation, and my progress at work has been wanting me to keep going. Which is a total 180 from how things were just five months ago. I was waiting to be in this state of progression but it was stagnant and I couldn't catch a break. I do, however, have to speak freely about the way I feel about this job in particular. After I discovered the schedule (and this week's) I felt kind of left out and cut off. And my manager has praised my other co-workers for their hard work, though just a few days ago they weren't doing anything. It was slow during the 4th of July holiday, so there wasn't that much to do, but I found things to keep myself busy and just let the hours pass. These are the type of things that piss me off, and make me feel out of place. More on this later...