Outcome: Unsuccessful
Outlook: Rgghhhh
2. Work at current
Result: Succesful at not quitting. Did not tell boss to shove his sticky notes up his ass.
Attitude: One sticky note away from the edge of reason (the bad edge lol).
3. Talk to police officer.
Result: picked up restraining order paperwork and had the best moment of my day.
Best moment: Cop, "is your husband a big man?" Me, "umm, yea." Cop, tell Him to beat the shit out of that little bastard if he shows up. Then call us." Me, with an ear-to-ear grin. "it's a plan."
4. Stumble home hoping not to have to turn right back around and take sil to hospital.
Discovery: didn't have to go sit in the er all night, house still to small, dryer still broken, house thoroughly trashed.
Thoughts: I want my goddamned dryer! And I'll take a nanny/live in maid while I'm making reasonable requests.
General outlook: Pissed with a chance of bitching.
Note to self: It's not nice to yell at people. Try to be nice.
I had a horrid job a year ago. It sucked my soul away and I'm still recovering. I can completely sympathize with you!!
ReplyDeleteI love it when cops have a sense of humour.
Good luck in everything.
Steel Rose, it's ridiculous how jobs like that can really screw with your outlook and life in general! It's rough lol.
ReplyDeleteAnd I don't think the cop meant it as a joke...
Mindset, I hope they turn soon lol. And bitching, while somewhat annoying, is great therapy when you can't afford to pay for it. Free happy doses lol.