Maybe I should become a bum

It certainly would make life easier than going to work everyday, dealing with hassles of bills, and still not liking where you are in life. I know, another depressing blog entry... blah.... but I am sick of being excited about a new job only for it to suck as bad as the rest, knowing that I can't just up and quit without a plan.

Ok here's the sitch. I was written up at work on Saturday. I know it shouldn't be a big deal, but this one just bites my ass the wrong way. Here's what happened. I was the manager on duty at work on Thursday. We were sooooooo slow. I was scheduled til 6. At 5 a third co-worker came in which meant instead of 2 of us standing around doing nothing, there was now 3 of us standing around doing nothing. Since we were slow and breaks were covered, I called and left a vm with the manager letting here know how dead we were and I was taking off at about 5:30. No big whoop especially sionce I had been there since 8:45 (15 min early mind you). A problem arose with a customer that that I dealt with and it kept me there til 5:45. I left shortly thereafter. Spring forward to Saturday. I came in almost a full hour early, because it was Saturday and I knew we'd be busy (plus if truth be known, I thought I was in at noon instead of 1). The manager took me to the back office and told me that I hadn't "asked her permission to leave early on Thursday" and she was writing me up. I was not only shocked, but also incredibly pissed over the whole ordeal.

I hadn't spoken to her, other than work related issues, since the incident happened until yesterday. She wanted us to resolve this issue and put it behind us. Fat chance of that happening. Once we got to talk, I let her have it. Telling her how ridiculous it was for her to write me up for something so insignificant and unimportant. I told her that had I not been in shock, I wouldn't have signed it. Furthermore, I told her that I will never come in early, leave early, or stay 1 minute past my scheduled time if she is going to be that strict. Period!! She said I was taking it to extremes. Maybe I am. But in all my years of retail mgmt, I have never been written up, and I never thought I would for something so trivial.

Unfortch, I need to pay my bills so I can't just up and quit. I actually like this job. For retail, it's not bad. But I am going to go back out on that job hunting journey to see what else is out there. I don't think I can work with the manager knowing that every little thing I do is going to be subject to formal disciplinary action. I don't and won't work that way.

I also have an appointment with my ortho surgeon on Tuesday. My ankle is really hurting again. So much so that I am thinking of purchasing a cane to walk with. I am wearing my brace again and it's not helping. I'm not sure what else can be done. I am flat out rejecting any more surgeries. I can't take that again. This is part of the reason why I can't quit my job, I need health insurance. I may have to start physical therapy again, and it ain't cheap. Can we say "Universal Health Care" anyone. Damn it, why couldn't Hillary have won!

Thanks for letting me vent. I promise more fun and gayety will ensue soon.

Reluctantly I'm voting for....

I still don't like him or trust him, but ultimately he's better than any Republican. I'm hoping he turns out to be a great President, but I'm not holding my breathe.Maybe I should, afterall he is he Obamessiah, he'd be able to bring me back to life. If only Hillary had won.

Um... Okaaaaaayyyy!

BREAKING NEWS!!! A new Gayby boy for Gaykin (Ooops, I mean Clay Aiken.

WTF is going on. The gayest man on earth (even gayer than Richard Simmons or Carson Kressley) had a baby. At least Gaykin had little trouble during the delivery, I mean a small gayby should be able to slip through that hole. C'mon girl who you foolin? You just need to come on out and bring Anderson Cooper witchu. Oy Vey, I need a drink!

Cool It Now!

Things are finally looking up. Weber is improving each day. The hot water heater has been replaced. And the AC unit isn't broken, it was dirty. The Hot (and I do mean HOT) repairman came over today and fixed my unit (sounds dirty doesn't it). I signed up for a bi-yearly anal cleaning (I mean, HVAC cleaning) and he will be the one performing it. MMMmmmm. I'm dirty, he can come clean me so I work properly. Whew, It's getting in here. I thought the AC was fixed. Damn, he needs to CUM back over to take a looksy.

Hottie Hall of Fame Inductee #1

I'm retiring several of my boyfriends and putting them in my new Hottie HOF. This way I can eternally adore them and put some new hot studs on my new monthly BF list premiering later this week. My first BF entering the HOF is Batman himself, CHRISTIAN BALE.