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bluegreen17) wrote2002-06-27 01:02 pm
bluegreen17) wrote2002-06-27 01:02 pm
another day,another level of the inferno
well,today is even hotter than yesterday and i somehow doubt that they'll have fixed the air conditioning at work. let's see,since it's about 90 degrees today,that means that it'll be about 84 today in the store. i'm tempted to call up and ask if they've called in the ac people yet. but i know if i do i will come off as a bitch,since i've left three notes in the manager's logbook in the past week,and aside from a 'me too' note from one of the managers,i think i'm the only one who has complained,at least to management. the manager in charge of operations
i'm sure gets tired of my nagging. sometimes we clash,because i speak up and he doesn't deal well with my emotional intensity because he's rather high strung himself. one time a bunch of us went out after work and he started making fun of ocd handwashers. if i'd been in one of my halfway decent mouthey moods i would have flattened them with the statement 'i'm one of those' (i love to embarrass people when they're being mean.it's one of my own personal evil traits. however,i do it because i think they deserve it.and if someone did it to me,i would realize i had it coming.) unfortunately,i was feeling rather left out that evening anyway,so i didn't say anything.
of course if i do call in sick it puts me one step closer to skid row,because i won't get paid. (used up my six annual sickdays and two personal days already). but maybe i should have faith that if i use up all my savings to live on,by the time it runs out i will have figured how to make ends meet and i will somehow find a way when i need to buy a car again. oh,i wish i had faith,and i wish my life worked that way. if i mustered up some faith,do you think it would? have any of you ever had any luck with trusting life? can you tell i haven't had much,though i suppose i've had some?
i'm sure gets tired of my nagging. sometimes we clash,because i speak up and he doesn't deal well with my emotional intensity because he's rather high strung himself. one time a bunch of us went out after work and he started making fun of ocd handwashers. if i'd been in one of my halfway decent mouthey moods i would have flattened them with the statement 'i'm one of those' (i love to embarrass people when they're being mean.it's one of my own personal evil traits. however,i do it because i think they deserve it.and if someone did it to me,i would realize i had it coming.) unfortunately,i was feeling rather left out that evening anyway,so i didn't say anything.
of course if i do call in sick it puts me one step closer to skid row,because i won't get paid. (used up my six annual sickdays and two personal days already). but maybe i should have faith that if i use up all my savings to live on,by the time it runs out i will have figured how to make ends meet and i will somehow find a way when i need to buy a car again. oh,i wish i had faith,and i wish my life worked that way. if i mustered up some faith,do you think it would? have any of you ever had any luck with trusting life? can you tell i haven't had much,though i suppose i've had some?