|DIARY OF AN URBAN MILKMAID|
|Had to write an email to my boss today listing all the job responsibilities I have now. He didn't have a clue that I was indeed doing TWO people's job. He didn't even know I opened the other guy's mail! Sheesh! No wonder he's always on my butt about not filing in a timely manner.
At the end of the day, he was con-fabbing with the other guy. Something about me and all the stuff I won't have to do for him starting tomorrow. I'm hoping things aren't uncomfortable. However, I'm so tired and exhausted and stressed out - I'm angry and yelling at my kid - I don't sleep well.
I don't make enough money to have to go through all that simply because they are too cheap to hire a temp.
Yeah. I feel better now. Fuck 'em.
|Buh Bye! |
October 05, 2008
Be Afraid, People.... Really Afraid
One Last Bitchfest for the Road
Get the Popcorn Ready
I'm a Rich Ho-Bag
|Marriage is love.|