I just had a thought.
I really need talked off the ledge on a normal basis.
I need to really get my shit together. I’m almost 27 years old. I can’t keep doing this to myself and those around me. I worry that I’m damaging my relationship, yet I keep doing the same things over and over, fixing nothing.
I may have had an epiphany in the middle of Penn Station.
I’m a whole series of emotions right now, and I don’t really know how to put them into words.
I only have about 50 minutes to get it together before Tyler’s mom gets here too.
So, every four weeks, I’m obligated to have one weekend off, and the same goes for others who have the same position as myself.
This upcoming weekend was to be mine off, but since my coworker is on vacation, she got the weekend off…
But let’s also discuss how she was scheduled off for three weekends in July. Three.
So, my department manager told me that he would make sure I was scheduled off for the first weekend of August, the weekend after what was supposed to be my weekend off.
I was scheduled and my coworker was scheduled off.
Yes, that means she was then scheduled 4 out of 5 weekends off and they were like, “Oh, well, you can have Sunday off…..?
I’m done with that place and will be looking for new jobs starting tomorrow.