Today was a good day until the last two hours. Let me explain. My boss yesterday asked if we wanted to stay two hours over time. Since we all hate working there with a passion, of course we all said no thanks. To this she said, “ok I’ll just mandate it for tomorrow.” Gee ok then. That means she was going to make it mandatory and we all had no option of leaving.
So today in the morning, she said that if we each finished certain tasks that we would be able to leave at the usual time. GUESS WHAT HAPPENED AT THE END OF THE DAY? Well, we finished our tasks, and in my point of view, we even did more than what we actually needed to do. But, she told all of us that we had to stay at least an hour. Ok sure not bad, but the fact that she just randomly decides these things like that buuuuuugs me sooooo much.
Maybe I shouldn’t be complaining, I know. At least I have a job. The demands of the job sometimes make you adjust your plans or even change them and yada yada yada. But still, I’m bugged. Then when we were leaving, I over heard (because she didn’t tell us) that she isn’t going to be at work tomorrow. Great communication. Aren’t you supposed to tell your crew that you will be out? That you want them to still do what they have to do and pull in the work? That if there is anything that they may need then they can call you? Nope. She didn’t. I don’t know she’s weird. She just makes me mad. She triggers me so much almost everyday.
Now, this means that I’ll have to be going to the “manager meeting” to fill in for her since I’m her second in command. I hate doing that meeting. I think I’ve talked about it countless times before, and I’ll keep talking about it until I finally quit that place. But eh. What can you do?
In other news, I just posted a pic on IG. Hahahaha , I feel so modern. Am I in now? Can we be friends? One of my friends saw my Youtube video and said she couldn’t stop laughing. I didn’t know if that was a compliment or not. I’m glad she liked it regardless. If you haven’t watched the video you shouldn’t because it so bad. But click here if you really need to. And follow me on my Instagram if you want to, I have no friends.
Today I didn’t want to get up, oh boy didn’t I want to get up! I woke up early as hell. I don’t even know why, just opened my eyes looked at the time and was like dam it. Tried going back to sleep but got stressed I wouldn’t wake up. I still got up and went to work.
On my way to work I almost cried. I was on the verge of tears the whole ride there. I almost drove off the road and crashed just to avoid the fact that I had to go to work. I regretted even getting up in the first place, I wanted to turn back time and just call off.
As soon as I got to work, my mood changed. I have no idea where it went, who took it, or how I came to stumble upon a better mood. But it just happened.
I think it was my I don’t care attitude. I just didn’t care. What ever happened, I didn’t care. getting yelled at? I didn’t care. My boss being her usual annoying self? I didn’t care. It saved me a huge head ache. Not caring about anything really saves you energy.
But it sucks that I still have to work here. I swear I don’t care about it. I’m not even trying anymore. I’m just a body, I’m just a number in that place.
I forgot where I was going with this. Maybe I just wanted to rant. Or maybe I just wanted to let a little bit of frustration out. One of my friends says that I’m not fine. I told him that I am. I’m peachy. I’m wonderful. Aside form work I don’t have any other complaints. I don’t care about work.
Well, one of my jobs to be more exact. It was liberating. I felt free. Unstoppable.
Ok, maybe I didn’t feel that great but I did feel some sort of relief. I didn’t call. I didn’t show up. In a way it felt like skipping school. At times, I thought to myself, at this part of the day I would be doing this certainthing at work.
When my mother woke up and saw me laid in bed she asked me if my alarms had not gone off. Or if I just hadn’t felt well enough to go to work. I told her no, I quit.
You should have seen her face. I’ve never seen someone so happy to hear those words, I quit. She smiled a warm smile placed her hand on my knee. She even told me that with God everything is possible and not to worry about bills.
I know I don’t like my moms religious side. But that comment. Those words, just got to me. I felt good. I felt great about quitting. Who said quitters never win? I had won.
I did call my former employer (feels good to say that). I told them I would no longer be coming in. The manager told me matter-of-factly, “oh, we figured that.”
That was sort of rude. I guess it showed how much I hated being there. There are something’s that are just to hard to fake.
Will I miss any coworkers there? Probably not. I didn’t get too close to anyone. I tried not to. Why get attached when your going to leave them in the past? I know I’ll be the hot topic for a while though. I know I would have been talking smack if someone quit all of a sudden as I did.
So here’s to a new journey. Less stress. And less micromanagement.