WTF Allyson?
ION my bosses decided they are not paying any over time anymore. So they sent me home early. It's not my fault that they require me to be there from 8 to 5 and only give me a half an hour for lunch. Working 8.5 hours wasn't my idea. And I can barely scrape by on my salary plus that little bit of overtime! fuckers!
I'm still numb. I wish I could describe what happened. But it was crazy. I'm sure that I'm not being delusional. I'm sure.
I'm sure too Allyson. You got your resume together last month, right?
OMG, Allyson. I am so so sorry.
It needs proofing. Anyone around who can take a peek and proof this weekend?
absosmurfly. happy to help you get on your way to a job where you will be appreciated and not mentally abused.
I could totally be a good reference now, Allyson!
Hullo?
Can we talk about Pushing Daisies? PlEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAASE?
Ugh Allyson, that is deeply fucked. I'm sorry.
I just arrived at the end of office hours week. I'm drained. DH is tired. Kids are picking up on our stress. And tomorrow I'm staying home so I can do laundry, pack bags, and get the car washed and oil changed so we can go up to HMB for a whirlwind weekend (wedding in SF Sat afternoon, cousin's b-day party in HMB Sat night, return to LA Sun).