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Apr. 21st, 2007 02:14 amdear psychotic crazy people,
STOP CALLING MY JOB, YOU FUCKING FREAKS!
no love,
me
boy, do i need some consecutive days off.
eta; because, really, i needed to be more pissed off:
the wench that is now constantly, intentionally, late [because how dare we expect her to actually come to work and do her job! the nerve.] apparently took today off and NO ONE PUT IT ON THE SCHEDULE....not her, and not the elltee. by fortune, i happened to check the overtime sheet and found the day off WRITTEN IN THE WRONG PLACE. at least it was signed up for. problem is, the person covering overslept. it's a *really* good thing that i didn't actually get here at 4 pm yesterday [woke up with a sinus migraine ], instead getting here at 6:30 pm or i'd be even more livid than i am right.this.second. luckily for the girl coming in, she's NEVER, EVER, EVER late, and i love her dearly.