Going crazy. Yup. Yup.

[gilraenfelagund]

So, I rescued a dog out of the goodness of my heart...and I'm waiting for the humane society to come pick him up, but they're taking forever, and I'm not at work, and I'm worrying about it. Much as I don't care for my job, I'd rather not lose it. And I'd rather not be lectured when I get back. Ugh. Damn dogs running loose, almost getting hit by

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[evilninjafencer]

you're a good person that way...so keep that in mind.

[gilraenfelagund]

I know, I know...I'm trying not to worry...but...you know how I am...bah.

[evilninjafencer]

See...don't fuss over it. At least you're not a hopeless doormat like this old mischugunna (I dunno how you spell that Yiddish word).

[angelfallentear]

Good job! At least you're a good person.

I'm sure your job was fine:)

[gilraenfelagund]

Nope. I got written up. Fucking bastards.
No, it wasn't only about the dog incident, but that was one of the things. One of the other things makes me burn with anger...the lady that talked to me (Shannon) said I talk to Erica the receptionist too much. Bullshit. "Hi, Ms. Pot, my name is Kettle." Shannon is constantly in other people's offices, yakking away about this and that...and she expects me to sit in my office and not talk about non-work-related shit. Which, in my opinion, contradicts her other "point" about me not being cheerful enough. She said that I don't seem to be happy enough to be at work. Yeah, NOW I'm not, because she took the only fucking fun thing away from me, talking to my name-twin. Ugh, I am SO fed-up with this goddamn job. If it wasn't for the fact that they're taking me to Vegas at the end of the month, I would TOTALLY say, "Fuck you, you hypocrites!" and quit.

[gilraenfelagund]

Whoa, sorry 'bout the rant...but I'm bloody angry right now...

[angelfallentear]

LOL It's all good, you needed to vent.

Wait until after the Vegas trip and look for jobs online until then:)