Thursday, July 03, 2014
My boss admitted to one of use he probably won't be here in six months. Not that he's the best boss, but the person they might replace him with is... ugh. She's awful. Super fake. Super chatty... but only about herself. Very condescending. Hopefully we won't get her but someone else if he leaves.
I just don't deal well with change anyway. And I work my butt off when I'm at work, but I'm afraid that whoever replaces my boss won't see that because they'll be clouded by my DM's views about us... even though she really just dislikes my boss. This is why I hate corporate retail so much.
Anyway... one of my customers today really bothered me. She likes to pretend she knows everyone really really well but I never talk to her because she usually doesn't come in when I'm working. But she bunches up her shirt today, while I'm clearly trying to count money, exclaiming about how much weight she's lost. Like, I get it, you're proud, but why are you trying to tell someone you barely know about your weight? I don't care! I have my own weight concerns! Conversely, she never noticed that I lost 30 pounds in less than four months. Also she's on one of those diets where you pay out the wazoo for food you don't even make yourself, so like... I'm sorry, but I can't respect that. And I think there are shakes involved in her plan, which I hate even more.
Anyway. I'm in a pissy mood. I hate the week before I get my period. I turn into such a downer. I mean, I'm always kind of a downer but... yeah. You know.
I think I'm going to try to find a doctor soon. Get a physical, get lab work, maybe try to talk about the anxiety I have all the time and get a referral to a psychiatrist, which would be really really nice. Something needs to give soon.