I made plans to wake up, have a serene morning. Do some light yoga, drink some tea, check my emails, maybe stretch some more, cook some breakfast.
Instead I checked facebook, and instantly got angry. I made plans to trade shifts with a coworker last night, and this resort and i literally wanted all of her shifts. Instead I’m pretty sure my sneaky ass coworker(s) went behind my back and begged her for her shifts, for whatever reasons. As if I didn’t ask first, whatever I digress.
I’ve also been talking about this facebook group for Pop Century and wanting to join for like two weeks. This woman at the job, took it upon herself to call herself admin, and delegate whose allowed to be in the group. She changed the group status from public, to secret to private and I don’t know why. She literally is making my life miserable. I just don’t wanna be at the resort anymore. I’ve been deployed for 5 weeks too long right now and its just not okay. God forbid, you show some sort of competency amongst the ft or pt, and you get stuck on the crappy jobs because you do them well. However, I’d like to work mornings so I can accomplish things, and its easier to do stuff, since I don’t have a car. Like get the bus to walmart, buy groceries, toiletries blah blah blah. Really wish I would’ve bought that car before I came down. However, I digress.
* I also just blatantly started at the clock saying 11:11 & I ALWAYS make a wish, but i didn’t this time. Maybe cause I’m just a bit angry.
I’m deployed to All Star Sports, and I like it. The people there are pretty cool and I can see myself kicking it with them outside of work, and so willing to take shifts, but I don’t wanna give them up because I like it there. I just hate it at pop century.
I really don’t wanna spend my whole program working and missing out on opportunities that I should have.
Maybe I’m whining, but I’m exhausted. I’m also really sick and have been for about a week, so sorry. Fever, sniffles, cough, not fun.
It’s also been sucky because all of my friends have been working on my days off, and vice versa. poop.
I’ve ranted far enough. I need to take care of some important things.