It’s been a very long week, and today was an unnecessarily long day. K and I had to meet with a faculty member at 3:30 and didn’t end up leaving campus until 5 – a full hour after we were supposed to. Whatever. Josh volunteered to cook dinner so that was ready within minutes of me getting home, which was awesome. I made the mistake just now of checking my work email to send a “retaliatory” email to my old boss. We trade insults and stupid pictures regularly. Anyway, there was an email from my current boss about a special training session someone is requesting in August.
On a Saturday.
After I’ll have taught 9 classes over 5 days.
Right now my mind is going THERE IS NO FUCKING WAY, I HATE THIS GODDAMN JOB, SHE’S A FUCKING CUNT FOR EVEN THINKING ABOUT ASKING ME TO DO THIS BULLSHIT, I QUIT.
The realistic part of me that enjoys eating regularly realizes that this is a rather knee-jerk reaction. But still, it’s pissing me off. K and I are the only ones who ever get roped into working nights or weekends. It doesn’t happen too often, but still – 9 fucking classes in the preceding 5 days during a month when even a single scheduled day off is not allowed. (except that I’m pretty sure if T or S were to need time she’d grant it, particularly if S has issues with her rotten ass children again)
So, it’s past time for me to take meds. Still not sleeping for shit. Supposed to storm yet again tonight.
Cannot fucking win.
Mental in the Midwest 
Oh, I so understand this feeling. I am worried weekend work is coming next,and then they’ll just have to write me up on a disciplinary notice . It’s one thing to work over on a regular day and not be allowed to telework during this mess, it’s another to drive an extra 100 miles a week.
And I have no sympathy for hearing leave and flex time are being impacted for others by our project. Only one week off instead of two? Wah.
Ugh. Sorry. Just know I am there with you. I want my ativan back. The world would appreciate it if I was properly medicated again.
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((hugs!)) and ❤ to ya! I hope you get some sleep. I'm personally drugging myself to the gills and not really getting anywhere, either.
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You want I should go all ape shit on her for you?
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This sucks fucking big time.
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I agree with that sucks if you and K are always on standby while S and T …. you know :o)
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I’d say type your message out, wrap it round a brick and fire it through her window, then she’ll have no clue its you!
Hope things get better soon x
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Oh honey, life fucking blows chunks..and then we take a big breath and make a joke. (Hugs)
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Well, looks likes it’s time to go postal up in this bitch…
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Unions. Working time agreements. None of these shenanigans. Their time, they pay me. My time, I don’t work. This sucks. I’m afraid I’ve become very bolshy in these matters. Years of doing the extras wihout any benefit to anyone but the man. I feel for you.x
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It’s funny, the faculty are union but every time the staff tries to unionize it never happens. We even have a Labor Studies department on campus that only does classes for unions around town.
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I hope getting this pissed off feeling out in writing helped a little bit. That sure does suck. The comment about your coworker’s children made me truly laugh out loud.
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I get that kids need to be taken care of, but it seems like hers are constantly sick or needing her to be gone from work. I swear to christ, I’m tempted to adopt a kid just so I’d have an excuse to miss work once a week like she does. FFS
Sorry, I’m bitchy today.
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No need to apologize. Whose kid gets sick that often? That would piss me off, too and I did have kids when I was able to work. Here’s to better days.
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She’s got 3 of them so it seems like maybe they take turns or something.
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