Jun 06, 2006 22:33
Okay so I'm tired of everyone talking about how the world was / is / will end today. I think that if the apocolypse were going to happen, it would be completely random. Not completely predictable like on a shitty day that is supposed to signify Satan. It is kind of kool that the date ended up 06/06/06 though.
I told all my coworkers today that I was Satan and they should bow down to me.
One actually did.
...Wow.
I love my coworkers.
I wanted to do something kool for today though, just out of spite and nothing better to do. I wanted to get all gothed out and go bar hopping or something... anything. Like Halloween only *evil*. Right. Wanna know why that would never happen?
BECAUSE I'M STILL AT WORK. Why?
BECAUSE I CAN'T SAY NO. BECAUSE THE CNA THAT WAS SUPPOSED TO WORK THIRD SHIFT DECIDED TO STIFF EVERYONE AND CALL IN. So the nurse calls me (because she's smart) and of course, I say yeah. But I really don't feel like doing anything. I should be working right NOW but instead I'm surfing the internet and writing in my Live Journal.
I'm gunna get fired, I swear. I almost wouldn't mind. I'm seriously here more than anywhere else!
My boss (the ADON oh God) pulled me into a random conference area today and goes "Come in here, I wanna ask you a few questions. What is our mission here at the Terrace?" I immediately start freaking out, thinking of every single thing I could've done wrong here the past couple months. But she just wanted to ask a few questions about some of the residents. GOD DAMMIT LADY! I'm about to go into cardiac arrest, and the bad thing is is I think she gets a kick out of making me sweat. She's got a great sense of humor, but if you don't watch yourself, your ass is in the oven. I used to work with her daughter, so things aren't so tense. I don't know why I get so intimidated by my bosses. I can stand up to any coworker, or anyone else in the entire state of Wisconsin, but I turn into a puddle of Hope goo when I'm around my bosses. I just freeze, don't know what to say, make no eye contact, and basically everything short of pissing myself. What the hell?
Anyway, so yeah, I'm stuck here until 2am, working the first half of the NOC shift. But I did this on Sunday too, which means I'll be making a large amount of overtime for my next check.
Thank you, money.
I really should get going or I'm never gunna get my work done. God damn you, Live Journal.