Wednesday, October 23, 2013
I quit my job today. Yeah, still can't believe it. I 'm in shock. Major shock. Shaking major shock. It feels like leaving an abusive marriage. I made the best of it for way too long, because I love what I do, but it's been bad for awhile, a long while. The straw happened yesterday when I went in to work, hobbling on my bruised, sore and weak busted ankle, because my boss asked me to. When I realized I couldn't work, DUH, I told her and she gave me the most evil look and said some snarky, cold remark. Uh, does she really want me to do permanent damage to my ankle?????? Like can't walk right again ever???? Excuse me? So I killed her with kindness, assuming she was having a bad day. Um, I left, called her this morning to tell her there was no way I was going in until I was FULLY recovered, and that crazy you know what was cold as ice again, "do what you have to do", short, curt, cold as a snake. I can't do it. I absolutely cannot work with someone like that. If she literally could care less if I was permanently damaged from working at her ridiculous little business, then she has a serious, SERIOUS delusion. I can take a lot, but this? Kick me when I'm down? Really????? What a *&*&*&*&*(&*&*(&*&*(&*(&*&*&&*
^&*^&*^*!!!!!!!! Yes I've been cursing like a drunken sailor today. But seriously????? What a horrible, no good, very bad person. Hubby is happy, he's been trying to get me to quit for 6 months because he can't stand listening to me bitch and moan about her.
I haven't told her yet, and I'm leaving a letter. If I see her face to face I will probably do or say something I'll regret. So, better this way. I know it's not "professional", but neither is getting hauled away in the cop car.
So, that was my day. I'm really, really, really mad at her. I truly can't believe she would expect me to stand all day and cut hair, when I can barely stand or walk. What kind of a person is she???????????????? Really?
OK, calm down. Rant over, I think.
One good thing today is, I ate breakfast, like a good breakfast, for the third day in a row, and it makes the rest of the day so much better. I've heard this for years, but I am just not a breakfast person. But I've been doing omelets the last three days, and it's been really perfect.
OK, have tons more to do today. Including cleaning out my station at the shop, and staying as far away from my ex-boss as possible, forever. Now, that did sound kinda good.
Sheeeeesssshhhhhhh!!!!!!!! I can't stop wanting to rant!!!!!! OK, stop, over, drink water, calm down, it will be OK.
If any of you pray, please say one for me, I could use a little extra love right now.