Another rant about my job

So I am upset.

Every time I buy food because we have none at home it's always on my last break and I have to put the cold items in the fridge, well at anytime from 8:30 to 11:30 when I get off someone has already stolen it.

This is not ok people.

The first time it was a pack of soda for Lance because he wasn't feeling good and thats what he wanted. Someone stole it. That upset me off but I let it go. But when you start stealing my dinner almost every other night I'm gonna get pissed off.

It is no ok to steal my $10 bag of chicken that we were going to eat for dinner.

You guys are literally stealing the food from our table because when you take that then there is nothing for us to eat at home and we usually starve. I don't spend $300 to $400 dollars a month on food at that damn store for people to take it from me. I barely have enough money as it it.

I once again am going to bring it up only this time to my store director because this is wrong and if I had time with Lance to really go grocery shopping I would but we never have a day off together.

I am really disappointed in the people that I work with.


Vent #2

I have a nasty head cold for about the last 4 days. And I have been to work for all of them. I have to work 7 days is a row without a day off feeling like this. I have no voice, My nose is running and my ears are so plugged Everyone sounds like they are under water.

I don't want to call in because closers are short handed and that wouldn't be fair to them, so when I ask if I can come in later in the evening rather than work a full 9 hour shift don't bitch at me because I was originally going to call in sick today.

Catch me if I'm wrong but wouldn't it be better for me to come in later and help close than not come in at all?

I already feel sick why do you have to try and make me feel worse?

Last post = Lame

I am having a really bad week for art. NOTHING is coming out right.

The other night I couldn't sleep and I filled an entire sketch book up from 5am- 10am... I finally crashed at 10ish and was woken up by Lance and his friend John at 1... I drank a lot of coffee that day.

It could have been exhaustion. But I do know that I sketched so much in my book and on my tablet that my fingers cramped up and hurt like hell, but I didn't want to stop.

It was ridiculous...
and now I need a new sketchbook.


(ps Applied this morning for a new job at my bank across the street. Hoping I get it.)

I'm hurting.

I am very frustrated right now. Tonight I just cried my eyes out on my boyfriends shoulder.
I have so many dreams and goals and when I get so exited because something is going right and it looks like things are finally looking up for me...

The big kid pushes me down and steals my lunch money.

I don't understand. It's easy to say what I have to do but honestly I am always two pillows 2 short of the perfect hide out.

I feel helpless... like a little kid. Staring at what I want in the candy store but not enough penny's to buy it.

How come everything that I put my all into just gets thrown back in my face?
For once I would like to be rewarded for my efforts and hard work.

Or maybe I really am just not good enough.

How long?

How long is it going to take before our gas prices reach the same $ as Europe?
It keeps going up and supposedly expected, going to be $5 by July.

I am really questioning weather or not I can even afford it on my paycheck now that they cut my hours.

I have learned...

To be nice to everyone you meet.

Because just like you everyone struggles,
and everyone is fighting their own share of battles.

Everyone has felt pain and heartache,
and everyone has lost someone that held a special place in their heart.

Everyone has cried,
and at some point has felt alone.

Everyone has been let down,
by people who were never supposed to.

Be nice to everyone that you meet,
Because they are all walking in your shoes.

I don't think I have ever cried so much...

While watching tv.

A show caught my eye while I was cleaning the kitchen. And the plain reality about how many animals get put down in shelters everyday is just heart breaking.

It's not their fault that people refuse to get their animals fixed, it's not their fault that people purchase cats and dogs and realize that they signed up for a responsibility close to that of a kid.
Then when they realize that they can't handle it they dump it off in a shelter at their convenience where they wait for a second chance, or in most cases wait to be put down.

Breaks my heart

Breaks my heart even more when some of those dogs come from puppy mills. Bred and inbred over in over again with no real human contact and left in cages isolated their whole lives only to end up op doggy death row.

Makes me cry, because I think people are sick. And people who know this and still buy from puppy mills are no better. Your supporting the abuse.

In conclusion I think that it is wrong to purchase animals on a whim if you don't plan to take responsibility for it.

If you can't take of an animal for legit reasons find it a good home yourself!
And please if your not a real breeder, get your damn animals fixed.

thanks