the Twilight of joblessness

Things are rolling along smoothly. No word from my sister. She is under strict orders not to see or talk to me until I get to see the movie on Saturday. If I even lay eyes on her, I will attack and badger her with a thousand questions that I really don’t want anyone else’s version of – I want my OWN version, only. It’s killing me though, knowing she knows all about it now… aaah
And last night at work sucked ass! I found out, last night via email from the new director, that last night would be my last night. How shitty. I requested to go back to PRN (part-time) and keep 2 days a week on the schedule for me to work through the 1st of the year. Apparently my going back PRN gave her the legal loophole she needed to hire someone full-time. And so she did. And the girl takes over MY schedule next week. What a bitch, huh? Our personalities clashed from the day she took over. She seems to have plenty of people there fooled, but I’m here to say it out-loud – she’s a manipulating bitch who sugarcoats everything with her fake/sweet condescending voice. She can shove that job up her vajayjay.
So now, I’m a little paranoid. Being jobless this close to Christmas is just scary, but I know me and I know I’ll figure it all out and make it work. The one thing I won’t do, ever, is kiss ass to keep a job. Or kiss ass in general. No. This girl is no ass kisser.
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