after you run out of tears, about the only thing you can really do is sit in your room and drink a beer and feel like shit.
i guess, if you want to, you can wonder what the hell happened. you can wonder why the hell they hadnt been talking to you about it all along and you can definatly wonder why the hell they gave you that .50 raise a couple of weeks ago when according to them your performance has been faltering and things have been going to pot for the last three months. if you want, you can wonder why they wondered if you were still happy in your current job situation, you can wonder how things got the way that they are and you can wonder why, in the blessed name of Jesus, you never saw this coming. and then you can view the three days that they gave you off of work as time to catch up on some much needed sleep.
dammit.
so, i have the next three days off to think about how much i suck and how i am going to be able to convince my boss that i still love my job and how i am going to do better at it from next monday on.
funny... this past weekend i was frustrated, yesterday i was exhausted, this morning i thought myself emotionally distraught (sp?) and now im having a complete emotional breakdown.
i just really didnt need this. i didnt.
< angry rant > all i can think about now is road trip. im going to have my sister pick up my check for me and then im thinking of taking off. unfortunatly, i have no destination. i have nowhere to go, i have no friends anywhere, no one who really cares, but im thinking down south somewhere. i want to spend my whole paycheck on a trip, friday through sunday evening. < /angry rant >
oh wait... i guess i didnt run out of tears.
im in kind of a daze... a sort of denial... did i really just have an hour and a half long meeting with my bosses, hearing about the many times ive failed at my manager position within the last few months? did that all just happen? did my eyes really tear up when he told me to take the next few days off? i cant remember the last time i failed this miserably. its just too un-real...
i really dont get it.
i guess, if you want to, you can wonder what the hell happened. you can wonder why the hell they hadnt been talking to you about it all along and you can definatly wonder why the hell they gave you that .50 raise a couple of weeks ago when according to them your performance has been faltering and things have been going to pot for the last three months. if you want, you can wonder why they wondered if you were still happy in your current job situation, you can wonder how things got the way that they are and you can wonder why, in the blessed name of Jesus, you never saw this coming. and then you can view the three days that they gave you off of work as time to catch up on some much needed sleep.
dammit.
so, i have the next three days off to think about how much i suck and how i am going to be able to convince my boss that i still love my job and how i am going to do better at it from next monday on.
funny... this past weekend i was frustrated, yesterday i was exhausted, this morning i thought myself emotionally distraught (sp?) and now im having a complete emotional breakdown.
i just really didnt need this. i didnt.
< angry rant > all i can think about now is road trip. im going to have my sister pick up my check for me and then im thinking of taking off. unfortunatly, i have no destination. i have nowhere to go, i have no friends anywhere, no one who really cares, but im thinking down south somewhere. i want to spend my whole paycheck on a trip, friday through sunday evening. < /angry rant >
oh wait... i guess i didnt run out of tears.
im in kind of a daze... a sort of denial... did i really just have an hour and a half long meeting with my bosses, hearing about the many times ive failed at my manager position within the last few months? did that all just happen? did my eyes really tear up when he told me to take the next few days off? i cant remember the last time i failed this miserably. its just too un-real...
i really dont get it.
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