Tuesday, December 1, 2009

it's been a day

one of those days where nothing seem to go right.
well..it's acutally been almost two weeks of those days.
First. My iPod broke. Totally freaked out on me and now it won't even turn on.
Second. My phone is being retarded. The home button is slow to respond, and once it does respond, I try to lock my phone and all it does is take a picture.
Apple is pissing me off royally right now.
And then today. Oh today.
Let's start from the beginning.
Yesterday I woke up...well kind of woke up, I'd been up all night tossing and turning. So when it was time to get up for work I was not functioning. I couldn't open my eyes, I was achey and tired, and I just hurt.
So...I called in sick. Spent the day at home, sleeping off whatever it was that was bothering me. Ironic that I can sleep during the day but can't see to fall asleep at night, right?
So I get into work today, not really excited to be here because after all, I really don't like my job. I open up my Outlook and there is an email waiting for me entitled "Holiday Pay". You see, I was required to work Monday, Tuesday, and Wednesday of last week and received Thursday and Friday as paid holidays. Well, since I woke up and wasn't feeling well enough to come to work yesterday...I no longer get my holiday pay. It's "company policy" that I work the day before and the day after a holiday.. (Or I guess 4 days after the holiday) in order to receive my pay.
I lost it.
Sitting at my desk, started to cry my eyes out. Some may think this is overreacting but two days pay isn't pocket change to people like the Lawrences.
So, needless to say, I've been a mess all day.
My stomach has started to hurt, which I'm sure is a result of the stress about the fact that my paycheck is going to be less than expected; and to top it all off, I'm out of sick leave for the year so what do I get to do? Work ten hour shifts for the rest of the week to make up for yesterday.
So here I am, quarter after six, still sitting here. Don't worry that I have class on Tuesday nights, and yes, it started fifteen minutes ago.
My final is in two weeks from tonight and I'm going to have to study my butt off. I have a group project/final due a week from Friday and one of the kids is COMPLETELY MIA( missing in action all you old fogies.) OH, and! Not only am I working ten hour days at the firm BUT I also get to work at Kingsbury every night this week.
Holy freaking cow I think I might die.
I'm frustrated, can ya tell?

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