sad, sad day.... 
after careful thought, and consulting a pro, i decided to retire the piercings in my ear... they've been giving me trouble recently, and with them out i can see just how fucking swollen my ear is!
in other news: huuuge shake up in the company. on tuesday there was a company wide conference call that announced the integration of Victoria's Secret Stores (lingere) and Victoria's Secret Beauty--it mainly effects the stores in which both companies worked side by side, i.e. my store. it also meant quite a few lay-offs, and dumping extra responsibilities on those left. on a moral level i highly disagree with this move; on a level that involves my mental and physical health, i still disagree. it's been stressful enough being Sales Support Lead (or stock manager, without the "official" manager part) and dealing with just lingere; but i don't think i can handle beauty as well: i'd have a fuckload more "standards" to learn to deal with all that shit...even if i did accept the fact, my managers don't exactly like to give me adequate help in the back.
The store manager once said, "you look like you've got the weight of the world on your shoulders." perhaps not the world, but certainly the store! it's basically up to me to get all the shit out for y'all ladies to purchase, and be mr. fix it, and bitch in general for everything that the ladies don't wish to/can't do...it's exhausting! i've been steadily sick since thanksgiving, and i blame my job. if it weren't for the decent benifits, i'd be somewhere happier; but alas i need to...
...addiction to these fucking anti-depressants. and i say addiction because i miss one dose, and within hours i'm experiencing withdrawl 
(like right now). i just fear that continuing to put all these foriegn chemicals in my body will kill me waay before i ever try to do myself in again.................i guess i should just talk to my doc about getting off. then again this is the man who keeps upping my dosage (currently 375mg) everytime i'm having an off-time--thanks to my "friends" (no one who'd be reading this, however).
but i tell him why i'm down, and it is all environmental, but according to him i should be feeling "normal", so he gives me more...and more...and more....
and you're probably bord, and i feel that i'm being redundant, and wasting your time, and blah blah blah blah blah
fucking insomnia! i'm fucking tired; my head hit the pillow; and now i'm fucking tired, but wide awake!! with work in the morn--8 in the morn to be exact--i need something...
tylenol PM & coconut rum, here i cum!
(SURVEY: how many of y'all actuall read until this point in my ranting?)
after careful thought, and consulting a pro, i decided to retire the piercings in my ear...
they've been giving me trouble recently, and with them out i can see just how fucking swollen my ear is!
in other news: huuuge shake up in the company. on tuesday there was a company wide conference call that announced the integration of Victoria's Secret Stores (lingere) and Victoria's Secret Beauty--it mainly effects the stores in which both companies worked side by side, i.e. my store. it also meant quite a few lay-offs, and dumping extra responsibilities on those left. on a moral level i highly disagree with this move; on a level that involves my mental and physical health, i still disagree. it's been stressful enough being Sales Support Lead (or stock manager, without the "official" manager part) and dealing with just lingere; but i don't think i can handle beauty as well: i'd have a fuckload more "standards" to learn to deal with all that shit...even if i did accept the fact, my managers don't exactly like to give me adequate help in the back.
The store manager once said, "you look like you've got the weight of the world on your shoulders." perhaps not the world, but certainly the store! it's basically up to me to get all the shit out for y'all ladies to purchase, and be mr. fix it, and bitch in general for everything that the ladies don't wish to/can't do...it's exhausting! i've been steadily sick since thanksgiving, and i blame my job. if it weren't for the decent benifits, i'd be somewhere happier; but alas i need to...
...addiction to these fucking anti-depressants.
and i say addiction because i miss one dose, and within hours i'm experiencing withdrawl (like right now). i just fear that continuing to put all these foriegn chemicals in my body will kill me waay before i ever try to do myself in again.................i guess i should just talk to my doc about getting off. then again this is the man who keeps upping my dosage (currently 375mg) everytime i'm having an off-time--thanks to my "friends" (no one who'd be reading this, however).
but i tell him why i'm down, and it is all environmental, but according to him i should be feeling "normal", so he gives me more...and more...and more....
and you're probably bord, and i feel that i'm being redundant, and wasting your time, and blah blah blah blah blah
fucking insomnia! i'm fucking tired; my head hit the pillow; and now i'm fucking tired, but wide awake!! with work in the morn--8 in the morn to be exact--i need something...
tylenol PM & coconut rum, here i cum!
(SURVEY: how many of y'all actuall read until this point in my ranting?)
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Sorry about the work stress. Does that mean you have to be stock manager for beauty store too now?
If you meds are bugging you, certainly talk to your doctor. Maybe try something else? i'm sure he's got more tricks up his sleeve than just feeding you more and more of the same thing if it isn't realy working right/you don't like taking it for some reason.
Well, I hope that things start to look better and hopefully i'll see you saturday