So last week was the most horrid week I think I've ever had in my entire life. Seriously 
Monday: Boring.
Tuesday: First day back at my old job. That place remained just as rediculous as it was before I left. I think a little more rediculous after I returned.
Wednesday: Sick. There's a bug going around. I feel better now though. Had off work. But still...
Thursday: My dad was injured in a car wrek early that morning. My father is 62, has prostate cancer, and is disabled. I am also his power of attourney. This was the day I quit my job.
Upon telling the other manager I was working with that morning (I also was a manager) about what had happened to my dad. I explained to her why I had to leave. That I was his power of attourney, they need me at the hospital, (yes, it was a pretty bad car wrek) and I need to leave work a little early.
This bitch looks at me and says "Don't lie..."
DON'T LIE!?!?!? My brain was like
times 10.
So I quietly Took off my uniform. Set it down in front of her...and walked out. My Dad needs me more than that shitty job.
I sell Avon now, and I couldnt be happier
Friday: Was at the hospital practically all freakin day. But my dad was released later on. Plus this was the only day we could actually relax a bit...
SO!...Hopefully this week will go a little smoother. I leave you with a picture taken by my good friend Shane Deruise. Enjoy!!
Monday: Boring.
Tuesday: First day back at my old job. That place remained just as rediculous as it was before I left. I think a little more rediculous after I returned.
Wednesday: Sick. There's a bug going around. I feel better now though. Had off work. But still...
Thursday: My dad was injured in a car wrek early that morning. My father is 62, has prostate cancer, and is disabled. I am also his power of attourney. This was the day I quit my job.
Upon telling the other manager I was working with that morning (I also was a manager) about what had happened to my dad. I explained to her why I had to leave. That I was his power of attourney, they need me at the hospital, (yes, it was a pretty bad car wrek) and I need to leave work a little early.
This bitch looks at me and says "Don't lie..."
DON'T LIE!?!?!? My brain was like
times 10.So I quietly Took off my uniform. Set it down in front of her...and walked out. My Dad needs me more than that shitty job.
I sell Avon now, and I couldnt be happier
Friday: Was at the hospital practically all freakin day. But my dad was released later on. Plus this was the only day we could actually relax a bit...
SO!...Hopefully this week will go a little smoother. I leave you with a picture taken by my good friend Shane Deruise. Enjoy!!
i really hope your father feels better, love.
i lost my daddy last september, he was sick for a long time and i know what it's like to worry about them. so i hope he's doing well.