Where in the world did it go??? Have I really been out of work for a little over 2 months? Sadly, its over, all of it, over. I have to return to work. I have to leave Lucas and go to work. Getting up early is going to kill me! Right now, I am used to getting up and watching tv and laying around and all that fun stuff. Now, I have to nurse Lucas and get my butt ready for work and I am working under a time frame. That is going to suck!
Things seem to be going good. Money is so tight it squeaks right now, and I am a little nervous about going almost 2 weeks without any money coming through, but I am sure we will make it through. We always do. While I am venting, I am going to go on ahead and say what has been pissing me off since yesterday. I called the office and spoke with one of my co-workers. And she informed me that a previous co-worker, whose name I will not mention, came in looking for me. And seemed shocked that I wasnt there. This ex-co-worker proceeded to say that she has called me and emailed me numerous times. And just for the record, Jaba the Slut is LYING! AKA: Full of Crappola. She has called me ONCE, numero UNO, on my cellphone, and I'll admit it, I ignored her. Because I am royally pissed at her. She lied to me, she manipulated me and every other person who worked there, and even now, she wont relinquish whatever hold she has on the place. And I swear, if I have to hear her story or any other junk about how she was screwed over slash how badly they treated her slash how happy she is slash how I ignore her slash, I am going to slash my wrists! So, now that that is out in the open I can move on.
I was at the country store today getting my Dad's coffee when this guy starts talking to me. I dont know him, hes older, and I am not that interested in small talk. He asks me how my baby is. He knows I have a baby? Maybe hes been in there when I have had Lucas in there, I dont know. But I talked nice anyways, when what I really wanted to do was stop him before he dipped into his shallow pool of wit and paint him a picture that would save us both the trouble of any further small talk....he was going to remain on the bar stool next to the counter while I paid for my purchase and walked out the door to my truck. And he could pretend that he didnt receive the brush off and go home and make nice with himself, I dont care, but he better not fantasize about me, because even his fantasy of me isnt interested. I swear. Yep, now you know why Jeremy said he didnt want to wake sleeping bitchy this morning!
Well, the next entry I make will be from my desk at work...lets hope I make it there and I dont sleep through my first day back!
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