Short, Angry, and Pissy, and I"m not talking about this Entry
Okay so today I got up at 3 am to say goodbye to my Mommy and Brother and Sister because they're going to Sto. Domingo and I won't see them for two weeks when i will join them. I thought I was sick, cause my eyes were watering...I even thought i had pink eye(yeah gross i know) So I was going to wait until 6 to see if i got better and if i was really sick i would call in sick for work. But, it got better, so I lost out on about 5 hours of sleep because i thought i might have to miss my stupid fucking job. So anyway, at 8, after washing the dishes and just lounging around, I finally decide maybe I should try to get some sleep before I had to get ready.
Then the phone rings and who do I hear? OH just the sweet sound of my manager's voice asking "what's going on" since i "was schedule to work monday and tuesday" and missed both days. WRONG BITCH. i READ THAT SCHEDULE AND I WAS NOWHERE ON THE LIST FOR THOSE DAYS. i told her "I wasn't on the schedule for monday and tuesday". And she has the fucking nerve to ask if i even read the schedule and i said yes and that I had written down the days i was working and that i was only scheduled for wednesday and thursday...and i checked the schedule twice. Damn it, I missed out on 2 days I could have gotten paid and I didn't even know i was supposed to work! I swear, i'm going there like an hour early so i can see if my name really was on that schedule those days cause if they weren't i am going to break down. break DOWN I TELL YOU.
If I wasn't going to show up today, they would have replaced me. That scares the hell out of me. I can't believe this...I swear I did not see my name this is ridiculous.
and if that's not enough i am definitely not getting over him anytime soon. Sorry, but it's not happening. It would be a lie to say that i'm trying, because my thoughts say otherwise. Thoughts of him are constantly on my mind. I have the most wimsical, optomistic thoughts, like he'd ever notice me! Well, there's a part of my mind that likes to pretend. I wish I could rid of those thoughts, oh wait, i dont because i enjoy them too much! they tell me what i want to hear and i like to believe but i'm only screwing myself over.
Thank goodness i still have my job. Those managers are bitches, I tell you. I feel so sick right now from talking to her and just thinking about my thoughts and how they seem to trick me into thinkign i have a chance at love...
Then the phone rings and who do I hear? OH just the sweet sound of my manager's voice asking "what's going on" since i "was schedule to work monday and tuesday" and missed both days. WRONG BITCH. i READ THAT SCHEDULE AND I WAS NOWHERE ON THE LIST FOR THOSE DAYS. i told her "I wasn't on the schedule for monday and tuesday". And she has the fucking nerve to ask if i even read the schedule and i said yes and that I had written down the days i was working and that i was only scheduled for wednesday and thursday...and i checked the schedule twice. Damn it, I missed out on 2 days I could have gotten paid and I didn't even know i was supposed to work! I swear, i'm going there like an hour early so i can see if my name really was on that schedule those days cause if they weren't i am going to break down. break DOWN I TELL YOU.
If I wasn't going to show up today, they would have replaced me. That scares the hell out of me. I can't believe this...I swear I did not see my name this is ridiculous.
and if that's not enough i am definitely not getting over him anytime soon. Sorry, but it's not happening. It would be a lie to say that i'm trying, because my thoughts say otherwise. Thoughts of him are constantly on my mind. I have the most wimsical, optomistic thoughts, like he'd ever notice me! Well, there's a part of my mind that likes to pretend. I wish I could rid of those thoughts, oh wait, i dont because i enjoy them too much! they tell me what i want to hear and i like to believe but i'm only screwing myself over.
Thank goodness i still have my job. Those managers are bitches, I tell you. I feel so sick right now from talking to her and just thinking about my thoughts and how they seem to trick me into thinkign i have a chance at love...