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I've been far too busy as of lately once again...
The day after Father's Day, I went out and bought Josh a grill. Hung out with his brother last weekend - grabbed some Del Taco, saw Mr. and Mrs Smith, then came back to our house while they drank and relaxed.
This past week I've had a lot of bullshit go on with my work - discriminate me due to my pregnancy. Telling me basically they won't accomodate me due to my limitations and what not. After pulling me into the office three times in a 4-5 hr period, I finally had it. I bit my tongue as long as I could until I took as much as I could and just walked out on them after they gave me an altimadem.
I get home and my Mom asks me what was going on, so I told her and she took it upon herself to handle it especially since I don't need the stress. She pulled up article 7 of the Civil Rights Act of 1964 (or 67?), saying that a pregnant woman should be treated the same as someone with a temp. disability. She said, "Consider this Erica's resignation. You call Erica when you're ready to accomodate her."
10 mins after we got home, one of the managers calls and tells me she needs a specific Doctors note on limitations; i.e. bathroom breaks, temperatures, and how long I can stand until I can be seated. Basically ridiculous shit that only takes common sense.
Toward the end of the "conversation" she tells me I am not allowed to return to work until the Doctors note has been faxed to her.
Looks like I have almost a week off. This is what I need; to relax, but I need to work. How am I supposed to pay my bills? I haven't depended on anybody for the past year to support me.
Anyhow, this weekend should be alright. Alyssa's birthday is today - she's 6, so perhaps Josh will go with me so I can pick something out for her.
We'll see what happens...
That's the update on my life.
The day after Father's Day, I went out and bought Josh a grill. Hung out with his brother last weekend - grabbed some Del Taco, saw Mr. and Mrs Smith, then came back to our house while they drank and relaxed.
This past week I've had a lot of bullshit go on with my work - discriminate me due to my pregnancy. Telling me basically they won't accomodate me due to my limitations and what not. After pulling me into the office three times in a 4-5 hr period, I finally had it. I bit my tongue as long as I could until I took as much as I could and just walked out on them after they gave me an altimadem.
I get home and my Mom asks me what was going on, so I told her and she took it upon herself to handle it especially since I don't need the stress. She pulled up article 7 of the Civil Rights Act of 1964 (or 67?), saying that a pregnant woman should be treated the same as someone with a temp. disability. She said, "Consider this Erica's resignation. You call Erica when you're ready to accomodate her."
10 mins after we got home, one of the managers calls and tells me she needs a specific Doctors note on limitations; i.e. bathroom breaks, temperatures, and how long I can stand until I can be seated. Basically ridiculous shit that only takes common sense.
Toward the end of the "conversation" she tells me I am not allowed to return to work until the Doctors note has been faxed to her.
Looks like I have almost a week off. This is what I need; to relax, but I need to work. How am I supposed to pay my bills? I haven't depended on anybody for the past year to support me.
Anyhow, this weekend should be alright. Alyssa's birthday is today - she's 6, so perhaps Josh will go with me so I can pick something out for her.
We'll see what happens...
That's the update on my life.