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My Life Thus Far
2008-01-14 04:14:37 (UTC)

I Felt So Loved

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I was a very bitter woman this morning when I got to work.
Not because I had to be at work, I'd already gotten over
that. I was upset because I found out Tamara lied to me.
She outright lied just to get me to work. She told me I
was coming in to do on-boarding of new associates. When I
got there, I looked at the DCO (daily coverage overview)
and there were NO new people whatsoever. I was livid. The
thing was, we were crawling all over each other, there
were so many people working. I wasn't needed and that made
me even more upset than just having to work on a Sunday.
After all, that was what I'd agreed to do. I spent the
first two hours of my shift thinking seriously thinking
about putting in my two weeks notice. I'm under
appreciated and abused at times. I'm worth more than I get
paid and I'm not just tooting my own horn. I've got two
degrees that say I'm overqualified for retail, but it's
what I like doing. If I'm going to be taken advantage of,
then I don't know if I want to keep doing it. Why couldn't
Tamara just be honest that she had a bunch of hours she
needed to use up and ask me if I wanted to work, instead
of making up some kind of reason that makes me feel like
I've got no choice in the matter. I was given the job of
training new associates, so that's why I agreed to work
today. I'm going to let it go now. It's over. The day is
done and I feel better than I probably would have if I'd
just sat on my butt all day.

Snookums decided to go back to school (as I mentioned
before) and tonight he had to do his homework. He's taking
some kind of Sociology class, dealing with family
relations. I was a little weirded out when I got home,
because as soon as I walked into the door, he took my hand
and guided me to the bedroom. He sat me down, took off my
shoes and socks (which cut off my circulation and my
ankles swell over them. Gross). Then, he ran me a bath and
gave me another book to read. I felt so loved :) When I
was ready to get out, he washed my back and rinsed me off.
He helped me out of the tub and rubbed me with lotion all
over. It was nice and I didn't understand why he was doing
it, but then he brought up the subject of his homework and
how each sociological group the country does things and
blah, blah, blah. I took Sociology in college too, so it's
all stuff I've heard before. I'm not sure how it affects
the way he treats me, but okay. Maybe he sees that
sometimes he isn't so nice and sometimes he doesn't show
emotion the way he should. I think seeing him grow should
be interesting. Ciao.




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