Daily Thoughts

So before the summer ends (possibly next month or early July) I will be quitting my job.

I've made up my mind, no one can tell me different. I am not dealing with the crap they've pulled. Not for 8-12hrs a week for $8.70 an hr. 4 years is enough. It's been 10 months since I've been diagnosed and all they've been giving me is stress and guilt.

Behind my back, "Well, I've never seen a doctor's note..." 

Really, mother fuckers?! That's bc you fucking lost it. And back months ago when someone told me they've never seen it, I even offered to get a new one...they said no. That they knew I wasn't lying, that I had a legit reason.

Ha.

Even if they came back up to me and asked for a note, I wouldn't give them it bc they never should have lost it in the first place. And Yeah, I want to fake that I can't walk or lift things some days. I want to fake not being able to work more than 4hrs in a day.

Give me a break.

And to ask me to my face, "You really don't think you can work more than 4hrs..physically?" Go fuck yourself. Regardless of my pain being eased, I still have pain, it's not 100% gone and never will be. After 2- 2 1/2hrs into my shift, I'm ready to go home. And the pain I do have and get, makes me extremely tired.

And even if I wasn't in pain, why would I put myself through staying another 1 or 2? I don't do it at home, why would i do it for you inconsiderate assholes?!

I'm better off doing odd jobs where I can go at my own pace, I can do when I feel like it. I babysit for $13 an hr, I'm helping a neighbor rent out his apt and he's giving me $500...I don't get that in a month where I work...and I'm trying to work on my writing to get published.

Anyways, being at work puts me in a miserable mood. Not worth the aggravation.  Seriously.