You know you have a problem at work when you can't even manage to get in the door on time more often than not.
I got suspended (again) for "excessive lateness". This time I'm suspended indefinitely till the union(?)/big wigs upstairs have a meeting with me about "correcting the problem". Pfft.
I told my mom and she said, "Well honey, you probably have to face some hard truths here. I would find it hard to come in on time too if my home life was falling apart and I was overweight and depressed and had no energy...."
I was like wow mom, I... didn't really feel all that bad until now. Thank you.
I'm hiding out at her house now, not wanting to go home and face my husband about it. Stupid work.
Stupid life.