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Bat out of Hell II: Back into Hell


Yup, i can go on a little vacation and then get stranded without anyone on call and left to deal with an entire weeks fallout of bullshit i wasn't told about... i'm not impressed. i am frustrated by the politics but even frustrated more by the fact that I am left to make my own decisions and trusted to do so.. but the first phone call in the morning is a phone call second guessing those same decisions that i have been trusted to make. i am starting to wonder where the line between my ethics and my finalacal needs has to be drawn. i should not be leaving angry after an awesome week of doing nothing but hanging out beside the pool while little man is in the wading pool and playing in the house. i was in a very positive mood going into work. I am wondering why that changes, i'm not holding grudges agianst the client but i am starting to wonder why i am there if every action is going to be second guessed by my supervisior when he wasn't availible when hes the one that supposed to be on call.... nothing broken no one injured and i did things by the book. I am starting to feel I have a target on my back from this person and the fact that i am making less money finacally this month than someone on welfare does and if it isn't for the fact i have a freind that owes me money actually hopefully coming thru at the end of the month i would be hard strapped to pay the rent this month. that shouldn't happen to someone you want to keep on your payroll availible anytime you want him to come in esp. within 20 mins. i am goping to be examining options i should not put myself in a place where i am starving to go to work. i am thinking about asking for a shortage of work form if this continues......and then there is the whole knife issue... i work overnight shifts where we get paid minium wage where it is assumed we can sleep.... yeah i feel real fucking safe knowing there was an exacto knife in the house, not like it wasn't reported a week ago.

Current mood: Frustrated, Tired, Bitchy.

Hell begins on the day when God grants us a clear vision of all that we might have achieved, of all the gifts which we have wasted, of all that we might have done which we did not do.

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