9:22PM on March 08, 2012
Well, for those who haven't heard, I've had an interesting time with the job front lately.
Let's begin a few weeks ago, shall we?
The Supervisor's daughter was moved into our department and they moved a woman who HATES me, loathes me and wants me to choke on a dick (not literally) in the department too. The daughter and woman decided to gang up on me and bitch that I'm unable to do my job anymore even though I'm specialized in it.
I had hurt my back anyway so I took a few days off to heal.
I came back and was not permitted at all to do the job ever again.
Last week, I worked a fucked up schedule.
Wednesday: 1am-11:30am (THEN go home and be back in at 8pm-8am Thursday)
For most of the would-be 12 hour shift things were fine. I was out in another room doing my thing until 5am when I had to turn the ovens down and use the ones IN the department room.
I burnt the shit out of my finger and slammed an oven door.
This was no big deal as two days before I went to the supervisor when bitchwoman screamed at me and supervisor said (and i quote) "tell her yes you have to slam the door. You can shut the damn door how ever you want. You have to stand up for yourself."
So Thursday morning I finally stood up for myself when supervisor's daughter threw a hissy fit at 7am when I slammed it shut.
Our lead came up to me and I told her -exactly- what the supervisor told me to say and the lead, bitchwoman and daughter went to Supervisor and in turn, there was an emergency meeting at 7:20 in our room about attitudes and the likes.
-Mind you three days before i had requested AGAIN to be removed from the room through HR who said, "sure no problem"-
The supervisor asks me if I like being in the room. "Sometimes yes, sometimes no." She asked what the no meant so I continued, "The tension in here. I can't explain it."
Supervisor's daughter then chimes in with the bitchwoman that I'm the one with the attitude and "things are fine in here depending on Asi's mood!"
So supervisor asks me, "Do you have a problem with Shan? (her daughter)"
I say, "no."
Shan suddenly blurts out, "she's had a fucking problem with me since I revealed that her "BOYFRIEND" is a fucking faggot and she is being used by him. She's had an issue since then with me because she's in denial about some deluded relationship she's NOT IN!" I looked at the supervisor and said, "I'm going home."
They make snide comments about "There she goes, running again in denial."
I called in Friday. I gave it the weekend to think and Monday morning I got up at 6am to get around for work and it hit me.
I didn't want to go back.
I picked up the phone and called the 'absentee line' we have and stated, "This is Asi, I work 1st shift for Kathy. I am calling in for March 5th, 2012 and after having given it a weekend to deliberate, I have found that it be best that I not return to work ever. I shall be in if needed to sign papers. Thank you."
And I quit. Flat out.
It's only been a week since I've been there and already several things have happened:
I've started taking care of myself again.
I curl my hair when I have time in the morning (IF i want to!)
I do nails.
I take long showers and go all girly with lotions and facial stuff.
I dress nicer.
I'm up early and getting all my chores (cleaning) done by 8am.
I'm getting my own kid up for school, around for school and on the bus.
I'm also there for her when she gets OFF the bus.
We aren't fighting nearly as much.
iKon is starting to be more affectionate towards me.
I have no stress.
My blood pressure went down to normal where it'd been sky high for someone only 31.
So, I'm looking for work. Nothing that would involve me taking my clothes off etc. Something I can do hopefully close to home (or at home if anyone has any leads on that kind of thing) and pays well. I'm optimistic. I'll find something.
When I told iKon about what happened, he got angry. He flipped out and went, "HOW the hell does OUR relationship which they know NOTHING ABOUT NOW have to do with work? It's illegal to make jabs about your private life at work. Work is WORK!"
Then I reminded him of one simple thing: regardless of the "professional" relationship between supervisor/daughter at work, at the end of the day, she's a mother and she'll always believe her daughter over anyone.
The funny bit is that I wonder who the hell those three backstabbers will blame for all the fuck ups now that I'm gone?
I don't care :)