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Mar. 23rd, 2011 10:01 pmAs usual I had a big post planned, but now I just don't want to.
My dad it getting just a little bit worse every time we turn around, his memory is really going and I'm waiting for the moment that it starts getting really scary. When I think about it I get this tension in my chest and I'm really not sure what I'm supposed to do or say. He's barely able to get around right now and stubborn as ever, I'm really afraid that I'm just going to get a call while I'm at work that something worse has happened to him.
Today was crappy in general, really, punishment pain was at a high. I spent the entire day at work trying not to vomit and at one point I had someone watch the desk just so I could go into the restroom and cry like a big baby. You know it's bad when I sit down on a dirty floor just to get a little bit of comfort. I know someone cleans in there all the time, but still the look of it...on a normal day I wouldn't walk in there without shoes. Work is work. There's always something to remind me why I really should start looking for somewhere else and just move on. Shitty management in general and I'm pretty sure I'm about to get penalized for a lost package that I didn't even misplace. Nevermind that the package arrived in fucking NOVEMBER and that cuntwhore Jocelyn is just now getting around to looking into it. Dumbass expects me to remember who took the damn box upstairs, but if they just got their shit together and kept it clean up there (like I was doing when I was helping up there) it wouldn't be missing in the first place. I'll be damned if I let them take a hundred some dollars out of my paycheck for something that wasn't my fault.
To add to frustration and pain, part of
heartaddiction's birthday present arrived completely wrecked. I was furious when it got here yesterday and called UPS to file a complaint. Spoke with them again today to do an inspection over the phone and then was told that they would contact Amazon and hopefully something would work out. Contacted Amazon too, just to cover all my bases and make sure that if I really needed to send it back for a replacement, I could. ONLY GUESS WHAT? They are completely sold out and don't know when they'll be getting more in. Once I hear back I guess I'll figure out where to go from there, it just pisses me off that it was the one thing I was sure I wanted to get her and now I might not be able to get another one in time.
On a more positive front, even with all the frustration at work I still know that when I come home I have someone wonderful to come home to. ❤ For all the shit I put up with lately, it all just doesn't matter until I have to go back in and deal with it again. She's so amazing, putting up with all my bitching and ragefits over stupid things. She made my birthday extra awesome too, which is just another reason that I'm so frustrated over this package fiasco. I just want to make things as wonderful for her as they were for me.
I've been playing Sims 2 quite a bit, which is probably more time consuming than it should be. Well, alternating between that and Black. I need to start connecting with people again, I've realized. Last weekend Toaster and I got back in touch and kind of caught up and it was really nice, now if I could just keep it up. :| I still have to watch more of Battlestar Galactica too, now that I think about it. Aaaaand, I think I quit writing now. I didn't feel like writing something huge, but I did anyway.

My dad it getting just a little bit worse every time we turn around, his memory is really going and I'm waiting for the moment that it starts getting really scary. When I think about it I get this tension in my chest and I'm really not sure what I'm supposed to do or say. He's barely able to get around right now and stubborn as ever, I'm really afraid that I'm just going to get a call while I'm at work that something worse has happened to him.
Today was crappy in general, really, punishment pain was at a high. I spent the entire day at work trying not to vomit and at one point I had someone watch the desk just so I could go into the restroom and cry like a big baby. You know it's bad when I sit down on a dirty floor just to get a little bit of comfort. I know someone cleans in there all the time, but still the look of it...on a normal day I wouldn't walk in there without shoes. Work is work. There's always something to remind me why I really should start looking for somewhere else and just move on. Shitty management in general and I'm pretty sure I'm about to get penalized for a lost package that I didn't even misplace. Nevermind that the package arrived in fucking NOVEMBER and that cuntwhore Jocelyn is just now getting around to looking into it. Dumbass expects me to remember who took the damn box upstairs, but if they just got their shit together and kept it clean up there (like I was doing when I was helping up there) it wouldn't be missing in the first place. I'll be damned if I let them take a hundred some dollars out of my paycheck for something that wasn't my fault.
To add to frustration and pain, part of
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On a more positive front, even with all the frustration at work I still know that when I come home I have someone wonderful to come home to. ❤ For all the shit I put up with lately, it all just doesn't matter until I have to go back in and deal with it again. She's so amazing, putting up with all my bitching and ragefits over stupid things. She made my birthday extra awesome too, which is just another reason that I'm so frustrated over this package fiasco. I just want to make things as wonderful for her as they were for me.
I've been playing Sims 2 quite a bit, which is probably more time consuming than it should be. Well, alternating between that and Black. I need to start connecting with people again, I've realized. Last weekend Toaster and I got back in touch and kind of caught up and it was really nice, now if I could just keep it up. :| I still have to watch more of Battlestar Galactica too, now that I think about it. Aaaaand, I think I quit writing now. I didn't feel like writing something huge, but I did anyway.
