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if i made you feel second-best, i'm so sorry i was blind
So I talked about shit and I didn't cry! MIRACLE! (Considering I said exactly the same to mum last night, and couldn't talk for crying. EH).
But. Basically my boss said a) thank you for letting him know and for being honest with him, b) that he wouldn't employ me if he didn't think I was worth something, and c) we're going to sort some of this shit out so that hopefully this doesn't happen again. Which is all very basic and skimming over a lot of stuff, but you guys, this is the internet. All I really want to tell you is that I didn't come home jobless or whatever.
(He did actually offer me today off work, but we both thought that probably wasn't a good idea*).
I still mostly want to curl up in a big ball and sleep till kingdom come. Which was not helped by the wonder that is my period starting half a week early (although it does explain the recent crapfest, and does little to convince me that PMS is not driving me bugnuts for two out of every four weeks. FUCK. TOO MANY NEGATIVES).
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I got to rant about The Last Failbender at work today. IT WAS GREAT.
(On an amusing note, their eldest keeps trying to take the mickey out of me for going to conventions and liking Avatar. It mostly doesn't work because I've heard this all before, and because he's eleven and I find it adorable rather than annoying).
I also got to rant about it to my BBF** (who has acquired a tattoo since I last saw her) and came to the conclusion that we should totally watch the original series together. Because there is no such thing as too much Avatar. TRU FAX.
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*I can tell you for free that I would've been sitting here going, "Well why does he want me to have the day off? Obviously I am shitty at this job and he's just not telling me that." Not healthy, I know, but...my brain, let me show you it.
**I hate that phrase, but she really is to me, whether she thinks of me that way or not. She's also my best not-little-sister, but I don't think she knows that because I don't think I've ever told her.
But. Basically my boss said a) thank you for letting him know and for being honest with him, b) that he wouldn't employ me if he didn't think I was worth something, and c) we're going to sort some of this shit out so that hopefully this doesn't happen again. Which is all very basic and skimming over a lot of stuff, but you guys, this is the internet. All I really want to tell you is that I didn't come home jobless or whatever.
(He did actually offer me today off work, but we both thought that probably wasn't a good idea*).
I still mostly want to curl up in a big ball and sleep till kingdom come. Which was not helped by the wonder that is my period starting half a week early (although it does explain the recent crapfest, and does little to convince me that PMS is not driving me bugnuts for two out of every four weeks. FUCK. TOO MANY NEGATIVES).
~*~
I got to rant about The Last Failbender at work today. IT WAS GREAT.
(On an amusing note, their eldest keeps trying to take the mickey out of me for going to conventions and liking Avatar. It mostly doesn't work because I've heard this all before, and because he's eleven and I find it adorable rather than annoying).
I also got to rant about it to my BBF** (who has acquired a tattoo since I last saw her) and came to the conclusion that we should totally watch the original series together. Because there is no such thing as too much Avatar. TRU FAX.
~*~
*I can tell you for free that I would've been sitting here going, "Well why does he want me to have the day off? Obviously I am shitty at this job and he's just not telling me that." Not healthy, I know, but...my brain, let me show you it.
**I hate that phrase, but she really is to me, whether she thinks of me that way or not. She's also my best not-little-sister, but I don't think she knows that because I don't think I've ever told her.