Today was the day I was scheduled to go back to work. I had taken off work since September twenty first to take care of my mother who went through reconstruction surgery that same day. I was going to be out two weeks and a half. But seeing as she may need more assistance I asked to return to work a little later, this Monday to be exact.
Some of my coworkers who have my number have been messaging me asking me if I’m ok or if I’ll be returning. I’ve texted them back letting them know I will go back soon. I didn’t want to tell anyone that I was taking a leave of absence because, well as blunt as it sounds, it’s none of their business.
I know that sounds harsh and mean, but I don’t really have a connection to them. Sure they are my coworkers but the bond or relationship I have with them is just merely related to work. There was only about two of them that I actually did tell what was going on. I’m sure I’m the talk of the town, probably asking themselves where I am or if I’m returning, or even what happened to me in the first place. Some might even think I quit. Surprise they will get when they see me walk in Monday.
I do have to say that even though I’ve been up and down with hospital visits, cleaning and cooking, and taking care of my mother, I have enjoyed this time off. Working at home is far different from working at a job. The thought of returning does not amuse me at all.
As a matter of fact, today while buying groceries, I saw a coworker. I asked her how she was and how things at work were going. By the looks of it, they’re not going so well. Things have changed and by the expression on her face and her tone of voice, they haven’t changed for the better.
Just to confirm my doubts I messaged a close coworker and she said that everything I heard was correct, and maybe even worse. If I didn’t want to go back then, imagine how I feel now? It seems like the big boss wants numbers, and he’s going to get them at who’s ever expense.
I had a totally different post planned for today but some events made me change my mind.
So I have this friend that has been there for me for a while now. I love her to death and I would do anything for her. I always forgave her when she canceled and stood me up. Plus, I would always listen to her problems and try my best to help her out. I truly cared for her. She was one of the people that really helped me get me out of my shell and explore and be more out there.
So I bought Escape tickets with her. It’s a rave type of concert for Halloween. I am very excited because I love Halloween! Plus music and good vibes, bring it in.
Today though. She was telling me all the things she’s planning which is cool. I really appreciate that. I do. I like to be ready for things, at the same time sometimes I like to just go for it. I know she’s been to raves and I know she has experience, but she’s being to much right now.
I told her something and she said that her boyfriends is that once and then she didn’t have a good time. Or other times I’ll say something and she’ll immediately say that her friends did that and that this happened. So, me, getting mad at her told her exactly don’t fucking compare me to your friends.
And it’s true she does that all the time. She replays all the scenarios that she’s ever had with her friends and puts me in there. First of all, I’m nothing like her other friends, second of all I’m a different person so the scenarios will be different. She finds that hard to understand.
She straight out came at me. Told me that I was being rude basically and that she has been there for me and blah blah, ok true that doesn’t give you authority over me though. Then she said that who ever I was hanging out with was now changing me.
Um no, I’m finally living a happy life and you’re going to come and tell me I’ve changed? Oh have I changed because I’m not doing what you want me to do? Because I’m not following over for you? Excuse me but Fuck You. That’s the old me, this is the new me. I’m doing me and I’m doing it well. Like, I love her to death but she has to wake up from her dream.
Currently sitting in a hospital waiting room, my mom is getting some type of exam to see where her arteries are in her body for her up coming reconstruction Breast surgery.
She was told not to eat four hours before but she forgot so we had to wait an hour.
I left work four hours early. I was really bored but I had requested it already. Today is the day that one of the departments transferred to the new company. The people that are left are caring around a don’t care attitude.
The animosity with my friend has died down. I’m honest done fighting with him. He can go take a hike for all I care. Sure I really appreciate his friendship and al but I’m not gonna sit around and be a second place to anyone.
We’re still taking like normal, I told him I’d start over but a different start, because if we start over and get back to the place where we are now then there’s no point. So that’s what’s up, just a short up date.
I made it out alive this week! Even though it was tough week I still made it out feeling satisfied. Friday was very stressful and I have to vent, so I’m sorry but here it is.
Since the department that sends things out at work is really heavy with orders, management decided to make everyone else do four hours of over time to help them out. Since I have another job I chose to two hours one day and the other two on a different day.
Friday was one of those days. And I was so tired from the whole week, like I had been sleeping four hours a day. I asked my lead if it was ok to go home after my eight hours. She said no, and them she asked our manager and apparently he also said no.
This pissed me off so much because she gets treated like a queen and no one says anything. Plus she had left early two weeks ago along with someone else on our department.
There is so much favoritism at this work place that I can’t stand it. So now, I’m done giving my all, I’m finished doing all the dirty work for them. I am the one that does the most in that department and I’m done being taken advantage. I’m finished being the nice guy.
This is all part of the new me. And its not my fault, this is what they made me do.
There’s is so much drama at work right now that its crazy, but I wont bore you with the details. Mostly because none of them concern me, lol. Well maybe one or two but that’s my business, and now yours as well.
So, I was up for position in another department at work. They told me I was going to get it once they worked out what ever they had to work out. Turns out I’m not. Yesterday I had a meeting with Jose (Manager of operations) to talk about inventory. Turns out my lead (second in command after a supervisor) interviewed for the Supervisor position for inventory but they told her that she wasn’t going to be getting it because she questions authority too much.
She was more than pissed because that job is more than right for her and everyone knows, even Jose had promised her the job. She told me not to trust him. Now shes looking for another job because she thinks they have really treated her unfairly, she had an interview today. n I’m hopping it went well.
But how do I play in all this? Well, since there are only five of us in inventory and three of us actually know what we are doing, Jose basically said that seeing the circumstances I was too “valuable to be given away to another department.” At the same time that felt really good to hear but then again it would feel even better if my pay check reflected what his worlds were saying.
So if she leaves were are left with no supervisor nor lead. Gabby is a tasker but still, she doesn’t know what she’s doing.
In other work news I have my interview this Friday for the answering phone service. I am excited and I hope I get it. I started to learn how to type today. Its so freaking hard! I don’t know how some people type so fast. Hopefully I can learn in less than three days but yeah that will be a stretch.
Yesterday I bought new front tires for my car. Even though those aren’t the ones that actually are supposed to go on the car I still had them placed because they were the cheapest and I can’t pay a hundred and something dollars for wheels right now. The guy said that it was still safe I just wouldn’t get the mileage I was used to. I said that’s ok and I haven’t really noticed any difference, then again its only been two days.
Tomorrow I’m getting the windshield fixed, due to the huge crack it has from side to side. I want my car to be at 100% if i’m going to be driving six hours. It’s also a plus to fix it up, after all I have to take car of what I have.
I’m so stoked for Sequoia! I can’t wait to be out there in the trees! It can’t get here any sooner.