Strange title, I know. But it makes complete sense to me. Lately Matthew and I have been going through a lot of stress lately. You know how it is, dealing with family (mine is currently moving out to Montana), finances, work, and everything else. I just got interviewed for this job the other day, and the interviewer told me how much I would make, what the uniform is, what shift I would be working (or a general idea thereof), asked if I would be willing to do another part-time job, and told me that she was just going to check my references and give me a call on Tuesday (the interview was on Friday). Well, Tuesday came, and she didn’t call and didn’t call. So I called her right before I had to go to work and she said that she hadn’t been in the office most of the day and would call me on Thursday. Thursday came and went. Nothing. So I called her Friday afternoon, and she said that she was busy at the time, but would call me back in 10 to 15 minutes. Well, over an hour and a half went by and she never called. So I called her back around 3 p.m., and the receptionist said that she was in, but for some reason I just got her voicemail and have not heard from her since. Now, she doesn’t know this, but I really needed that job, both for financial, emotional, and mental reasons. See, the job that I currently have, well, the best way to say this is the nicknames of the people I work with most often are as follows: Crazy, Creepy, Perv., and Stinky. Sad isn’t it?! My husband says that I have a case for workers comp. and a sexual harassment case. Only thing is, I can’t really prove any of it. I’m just hoping to get out of there as soon as possible, but employers are not exactly helping. Why is my work so awful? It, in short, is mostly because I am a woman, and all of the managers that work at night are men. In fact, I am the only woman working at night, except for once a week, and I never work with her. I have had a reaction to the chemicals that we clean with for a couple months now, and I have spoken to my managers and to the store manager, and none of them care. They say “buy your own gloves then”. There’s only one problem with that. Because they pay me such a pitiful wage, I don’t have money to purchase gloves. Oh well, that is enough ranting for now. On to the good book…
I am currently reading Mansfield Park by Jane Austen. It’s actually very good, if you can comprehend the older English. Somethings have been rather interesting, such as when one has a headache, one is “knocked up”. Funny, isn’t it? Anyway, I won’t give away the story, but I do identify with some of it, and the scenery it paints is just wonderful.
Well, got to go for now.
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