Just a Diamond in the Rough…

I did it again. This time, my boss called me in on Monday at 7:30, while I was fast asleep and not supposed to be awake for another 2 and a half hours, asking if I could pull at 12 hour shift, since I was supposed to be closing that night. So I opened and closed for her. And today, on my day off, I’m going in for 4 and a half hours to help her close today. Next week I work a 52 hour, 6 day week. I get no break. I really don’t know why I do this. My only answer is truly because I am a workaholic.

It’s days like these that I question why I love my job. I was awoken from my blissful slumber at 8:30 this morning, with the request that I come to work to cover another coworker’s shift, since said coworker called in sick from a toothache. Normally I would be happy to do it, but I was tired and next week I am working a 52 hour week. And if it were any other person but the coworker who yelled at me, in front of customers, I would have been happy to do it. But I despise working with this guy, he has an explosive personality and he is very stubborn, when working, you have to do things his way or he will explode at you if you have a thought to do things your another way. I feel like I have to walk on eggshells so I don’t set him off. And being the bigger person, who doesn’t show she has grudges on the outside, came in to work and worked a 10 hour day for this person. Apparently I was the last person he called, but I highly doubt that. I’m always the go-to girl when it comes to covering people’s ass. And yes, I get a nod of the head by my boss, but that’s all I really get. No raise, no quick promotion, just a nod and thank you. So why am I still working here? I don’t know. But after almost a year of working there, I have lost that enthusiasm I had for working for this company. I guess you can say I’m pretty lucky, most people don’t like their job the first day they start. But in any case, I look forward to the day I can leave for better pastures.

This video made me cry. It was written by my fiance, with the intention of it being happy and reminding everyone of all the good happy times we’ve had in his house. It just reminds me of all the growing up everyone has done, all the people the walls have seen, whether they still come or if they’ve moved on. And even though I haven’t seen everything that’s happened in the 9 years they’ve lived in that house, I have been there for some things. And most of my important life milestones, like Prom and my engagement, happened there. I am looking forward to living together in my new house, but that house was more my home than the house where my parents live are. I’ll miss that house.

In other news, it was unbelievably hot today. And I walked my dog to wear her out for training. It was 91 degrees and I walked for my dog for an hour and a half. Training is going…ok. It’s not bad, and she hasn’t lost any of her training, but it isn’t improving either.