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I am totally awake right now, and have been for almost an hour. I don't even usually get up til 7am. But I fell asleep at about nine.
Oh jeeze, and now my mum and her elephant hearing have picked up on my tapping the keyboard and is interrogating me over why I'm up so early. DOES IT MATTER? If she is woken up by that then the fucking cats top-toeing around would wake her up anyway.
Blah. Anyway. I wish I was still tired. Sleep hasn't solved anything. Work was not fun yesterday. It was a day of everyone imposing their feelings and MY feelings on me. I mean I was actually in a really amused mood because Carrie finally handed her notice in, and was all, "I hope this is alright," as if we could just NOT accept her resignation, or something (she's a dork), and just hovered waiting for Jan to say something when all she was doing was trying not to laugh, because we've only been waiting for Carrie to get another job since I started working there, and her attitude to the job sucks now and she does the minimum and moans and mutters to herself to the max.
So I was all amused and the girls were talking about crap when they came in so I was trying to stay out of the way on the fringes of the conversation and Jenny decided to tell me I had a face like thunder.
Apparently me attempting to hide happiness and amusement looks like a temper. I'm sorry, why do people feel it's okay to presume all over you and what you're feeling? And I'm sick of her MOANING everyday at work, "my back hurts, I have a headache, it's too hot, I'm getting a migraine, I cut my finger, oh my stomach hurts!" There's always something. And she's another one who hates the job but won't quit. I went through this phase, and I kept getting told you know, 'put up or shut up'. So I adjusted my attitude and got on with my job. Of course I still complain, hello I'm doing it now, but nothing like they do. (And why did I get pulled up on my behaviour and no-one else ever does? What is wrong with their mothers, letting them being spoilt, whining mummies girls?)
And Rachel, turning into me and moaning that she does the same work as everyone else and more, and because of her age she doesn't get paid the same and it isn't fair. So her solution is to give up in the afternoon and just laze for the rest of the day. I'm so amused, and that isn't immature at all. And Carrie back-chatting me AGAIN because obviously "ex-girlfriend" rights mean she doesn't have to listen to me as an assistant manager. If she wasn't leaving now I'd be having a real issue with this.
Speaking of that, Carrie decided to hang on me all day and get annoying, talking shit just to get me to talk to her. But if I even say ONE WORD she takes it as an opening to tell me all about her dog Trixie who I don't care about, and the random crap she does at home and all that boring stuff I DON'T CARE ABOUT. So I tend to make small non-committal noises that say nothing at all. "Mmm," and such.
And Jenny being so nice and transparent asking me if I'll miss Carrie (she's a real shit-stirrer and I'm glad my mum points out things I don't notice) so I said no in about as many words as that. That I'm a "love or hate" sort of person and that I prefer to move on with my life. I think she told Carrie. I hope she did. Sometimes there are questions you don't need to have asked, and don't want answered. And sorry, if she couldn't figure it out from the way I behave towards her, well she's really clutching to straws there.
Ahem anyway. I'm shutting up now.
Oh jeeze, and now my mum and her elephant hearing have picked up on my tapping the keyboard and is interrogating me over why I'm up so early. DOES IT MATTER? If she is woken up by that then the fucking cats top-toeing around would wake her up anyway.
Blah. Anyway. I wish I was still tired. Sleep hasn't solved anything. Work was not fun yesterday. It was a day of everyone imposing their feelings and MY feelings on me. I mean I was actually in a really amused mood because Carrie finally handed her notice in, and was all, "I hope this is alright," as if we could just NOT accept her resignation, or something (she's a dork), and just hovered waiting for Jan to say something when all she was doing was trying not to laugh, because we've only been waiting for Carrie to get another job since I started working there, and her attitude to the job sucks now and she does the minimum and moans and mutters to herself to the max.
So I was all amused and the girls were talking about crap when they came in so I was trying to stay out of the way on the fringes of the conversation and Jenny decided to tell me I had a face like thunder.
Apparently me attempting to hide happiness and amusement looks like a temper. I'm sorry, why do people feel it's okay to presume all over you and what you're feeling? And I'm sick of her MOANING everyday at work, "my back hurts, I have a headache, it's too hot, I'm getting a migraine, I cut my finger, oh my stomach hurts!" There's always something. And she's another one who hates the job but won't quit. I went through this phase, and I kept getting told you know, 'put up or shut up'. So I adjusted my attitude and got on with my job. Of course I still complain, hello I'm doing it now, but nothing like they do. (And why did I get pulled up on my behaviour and no-one else ever does? What is wrong with their mothers, letting them being spoilt, whining mummies girls?)
And Rachel, turning into me and moaning that she does the same work as everyone else and more, and because of her age she doesn't get paid the same and it isn't fair. So her solution is to give up in the afternoon and just laze for the rest of the day. I'm so amused, and that isn't immature at all. And Carrie back-chatting me AGAIN because obviously "ex-girlfriend" rights mean she doesn't have to listen to me as an assistant manager. If she wasn't leaving now I'd be having a real issue with this.
Speaking of that, Carrie decided to hang on me all day and get annoying, talking shit just to get me to talk to her. But if I even say ONE WORD she takes it as an opening to tell me all about her dog Trixie who I don't care about, and the random crap she does at home and all that boring stuff I DON'T CARE ABOUT. So I tend to make small non-committal noises that say nothing at all. "Mmm," and such.
And Jenny being so nice and transparent asking me if I'll miss Carrie (she's a real shit-stirrer and I'm glad my mum points out things I don't notice) so I said no in about as many words as that. That I'm a "love or hate" sort of person and that I prefer to move on with my life. I think she told Carrie. I hope she did. Sometimes there are questions you don't need to have asked, and don't want answered. And sorry, if she couldn't figure it out from the way I behave towards her, well she's really clutching to straws there.
Ahem anyway. I'm shutting up now.
