jme

Today is the last day of Subway. I work at 11:00 but I have to get my daughter into daycare before 10 or else they won't take her for the day. So I'm gonna walk her in the stroller to daycare then bullshit around? No clue what I'm going to do. I think I'm getting out of work at 1:00 too.... isn't that lame? I started smoking again. I'm really bad at thinking of things to help me relieve stress so oh well. It's really easy for me to quit because I usually don't even get up to half a pack a day when I pick it up. *Sigh*

I think I'm a little depressed with the whole losing my shitty dead end job thing... I guess I'm just a little naive when it comes right down to it. I expected to be treated with fairness and that I was really a part of the "Subway Crew" and needed. Instead I'm just disposable. Gently reminded that I am not a valued employee... nor an employee, just another working body filling a spot on the schedule. I can be replaced, I knew this... but the fact that I wasn't good enough to work something out with really gets to me. They can work something out with this snot nosed back stabbing bitch but not me.

Talk about a slap in the face.

I guess my expectations are a bit too high for society's standards today.
Would it have been too much to give me a day off other than Sunday to look for a job before they got rid of me for extenuating circumstances beyond my control?

My best friend Amber got her Grandpa to give me a deal on her old car... so maybe I can find a better job in Bradenton instead of shitty ass Palmetto. I guess it's all a matter of time and initiative.

Wish me luck.

*j-me