t13

I'm tired. I just came back from 8 and a half hours of non stop work. I hate it. Aside from working with a loud 17 year-old girl, I really didnt feel like going today. I woke up at fucking 8, I was tired, cold, and it was my boyfriend's last day here so I really wanted to call in sick, so I decided to make up a story about a stomach flu or something of the sort. I call and Aaron, the store manager, picks up and I'm like ok, he likes me, he'll tell me it's ok. So I go on telling him that I didnt think I could be able to go to work blah blah blah, and the motherfucker says:
"You have a tendency for calling in on sundays, dont you?"

WHAT?! This is like the 4th time I've called in ever since I started working there 6 months ago!! Last month I was sick with the flu for most of it and I didnt miss one single day. I worked on my birthday (even though everyone there told me I was retarded), for fucks sake! So I tell him "No, I dont. Last time I tried to call in Jonathan (another manager) told me they really needed me so I went even though I was very sick". And he dares tell me "Well I'm just looking at a certain pattern here that you always wanna call in on sundays" FOR CRYING OUT LOUD!! I was shocked and pissed and barely awake to tell him anything so he says "We need you, you know how it's always short on staff on sundays and someone already beat you to it and called in sick first. Come and if you start feeling like you cant take it leave early" Yeah right! If they get me outta bed they better give me a whole fucking shift!

But I cant believe it, I was so pissed off, seriously, I'm one (if not the only one) of their most reliable employees, I never complain, I stay over time if they ask me, and I get paid dirt for it!
I would get another job but I'm just too fucking lazy to look for one.

I hate sundays.