Sunday, November 27, 2011

Black Fri--er wait. Never mind.

Black Friday.

Doomsday.

The Apocolypse.

2012.

The Day Rebecca Black's video went viral.


These are all horrible events that happen/happened and that completely make the world more awful.


*****

okay I wrote that stuff above like two days ago when I posted that other... post. And I'm supposed to be typing a paper right now but I am far too... distraught to write anything resembling a cohesive sentence. Well, at least outside of this blog post. Because writing about friggin Jay Gatsby and damn Daisy are not on my mind right now. I just need to get this out really quickly before I explode because I really do want to finish this paper before my boyfriend gets off work so I can bitch and rant to him what I'm about to tell you.

I just got a talking to from my stupid ass job. Aka, they pulled me aside, said, "We think you have an attitude problem," and I stood there like WTF? I'm sorry, ME? An attitude problem? Are you fucking shitting me? Okay I may seem like I have an attitude problem NOW but that's because they freaking pushed me into it! It's like when you're calm and serene and someone runs up to you and says, "CALM DOWN! GET A HOLD OF YOURSELF!" You're obviously going to be agitated and be like, Bitch! I am calm! What the hell is wrong with you?

I got talked to twice, by two people. Because the first person was just relaying the message of my bitch boss, let's call her, Melanie. Fuckin Melanie obviously is the one that told alllll the other manager's "Jessica's got an attitude problem. She needs to get straightened out if you know what I mean."

GOD DAMNIT. I AM SO PISSED OFF.

*sigh* I wish. That Old Navy never happened. I wish hadn't of called them back asking for the job, I wish that I had just kept getting unemployment, I wish that I hadn't of done the right thing. Because Old Navy wasn't the right thing. I had a gut feeling that I wouldn't like it. And boom. This is what I freaking get for thinking so. Such bullshit.

"We get the idea that you don't want to be here."

You're DAMN RIGHT I don't want to be there! How do ya figure that? Wow! You must be really, really smart huh? I am so impressed by your intuition it baffles me. God...

There's so much more. I'm filtering a lot of it for the purpose of time. I'd seriously type out the conversations that I had with both of the managers but I have to start working on this paper. Blahhhh

Sigh. I just want my boyfriend to get here so he can hold me and tell me that I am actually a good person and I don't have an attitude problem.


Right?

Later Days

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