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Mindcrime IV

I don't care if the weekend was a complete clusterfuck of scheduling and i had to do an insane 3 day shift over 36 hours but I was willing to, and when you are speaking to you when i am trying to explain that i need at least a days notice to be on a graveyard on a fucking saturday night because I like to hang out with my freinds and go to the bar, please do not treat me like a fucking client and constantly Cut me off, No wonder the kids don't respect you, when they could cut the tension with you're hired staff in the air, every one of those kids yesterday could tell when I had been on the phone with you even as I tried to remain positive towards them, but when you treat your employees like shit and use comments like maybe I should Hire someone else you make Us that are already there Feel fucking useless and it won't be any surprise when I take another job given you two weeks notice before christmas, and the fucking wonderful logic of hiring someone else hasn't just been said to me, you've said it to the girl co-worker I'm closest too at the fucking home, newsflash people do communicate, and the minute I walk away from the job i'm gonna ask her out so we are pretty close, you say one thing to one of the staff it's gonna get mentioned to others, the place badly needs a Union but yeah, it's all about the money, don't get me wrong I like my paycheck but I think I'd be happier elsewhere. ethical concerns should outweight money and it seems at this home they don't. when you are telling me not to contact the person that pays your salary who is the person that hired me for his house intially and knows me better than you you better examine you're fucking head, He's the executive director and he is my check and balance for both bullshit labor nonsense and the kids safety, I don't how much longer I can ethically remain at this job, working a day shift yesterday with No float money and no one on call was telling about how little the organization and management cares about these kids, No fucking wonder wonder I'm getting burned out, when it's all about the money and not about these kid's mental health why should i give a damn, I'm not making a diffrence, Who Cares? It's a fucking warehouse not a treatment home right?

Current Mood: Angry.
Current Music: Inmates (we're all crazy), Alice Cooper.
Insanity: doing the same thing over and over again and expecting different results.

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