when you are fucked, you are fucked

Sep 18, 2005 15:56

and boy....i wish I could say why. I can't. Its bad. It doesn't involve me, but its bad. I can't even say what its related to, because everything is totally all hush hush and shit.

I cried today at work, and one of my employees, Marie, had to hug me. I don't like crying, I've done way too much of it lately but its been a fuck of a month already. And its all related to the same problem, work. Chawna had a horrible night, I'm lucky she even worked this morning. She said today was her last day, end of story. I understand where she was coming from, and I can't MAKE anyone stay. I had a long talk with each of my full time people today, who agreed to take on whatever is in store the next two months. Its gonna be a long fucked up fall.

On a positive note, I'm finished with my work today and I can go home. I've kind of been holding out until Randy K calls, but I think he is out of town visiting in laws. The packer game is on and phones are dead anyways, and I have two people on. I'm gonna take off, fuck hours this place sucks balls.

xo d
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