Listening to: My own sighs of pain
Feeling: depressed
Well, not a lot major has happened to me except for this week.
A friend of mine at work got fired from his position due to his lack of availability to work full time at it. So, his position is available and I deserve a pay raise, so I applied for it. Two other people who have been with the company longer and may be a bit more qualified for it also did. Our new General Manager (Ya, we got a new General Manager) said that it's split even three ways of whom would get it. I just hope I made a good enough impression on someone who didn't know I exited.
Today, we had very little work to do with shipping and such, so we worked on cleaning and repairing things. You know, menial tasks that are put onto people who are not significant and are the cheapest form of hourly pay they can muster. You would think that a person going above and beyond their typical job description would get rewarded somehow. Nope.
Then, I go to lunch to get my perscription for my medication and find my debit card missing. Since the store does not take credit and I don't have cash or checks on me, I am forced to miss my dosage of my medicine for that part of the day.
I leave work finally, (late) and begin to drive around trying to figure out where I left my card. Talking to my girlfriend on the phone, she reminds me of where she last saw me use it. Being in a messed up state, I just cling to that and drive across town trying to find my card. I realize when I get there that I used it there on Sunday and that I had used it since then. Saying this verbally upsets my girlfriend and makes it seem I was blaming her for my wasting of gas in my car and how low my tank was anyways. Again, no debit card, no way for gas. Trying to not use credit here.
Lastly, I get home and get an upset dad blocking the driveway with some guy in a trailer with the freezer we sold him and my mom hitting me with her bad day. Seems she has had breast cancer for months and did not tell anyone at all. Luckily it is malignant and not dangerous the doctor says.
At this point, with so many things going on at once, I feel some string-like thing snap in my head and I feel like I am part of the most sureal day I have ever known. Everything combined together just makes something snap, and I collapse on my desk after canceling my debit card. Tears begin to fall as hope is lost for the moment and frustration overwhelms this body. I just let go and feel close to passing out and not waking up again.
Then I got hungry, so I'm going to go out and get some food...
I hope you have a good day...
If everyone else does, that would make me a little happier. As for me, I am going to go shove the enchilata of sorrow into my face.
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