This morning is not starting well, finding out that management is lying to staff and playing games about not only my hours but other peoples hours is making me understandably very fucking angry, i needed the extra fucking hour but the fucking games are being played, you know you shopuld relly watch yourself when me and my closest confindant at work definitnly consider ourselves a team, even if no one else does at the organizzation, i think this is how the political bullshit started at the other house with everyone hating each other and their job, when people play games people start to go a little fucking crazy, and when that happens look out, no wonder theres such a high rate of burnout and turnoverin this feild esp. when you have hellhole houses like this that are merely warehousing the kids that what ultimately end up in prison or pychiatric care because there is no place for them in our society, it would help if these kids got some counselling or some therapy but at this mickey mouse organization even that is non exsistant, the sad part of the whole thing is management is allowing the social workers to spoil these kids without institituing rules or routine, at least at the other house the kids had to earn there privilidges this house the kids get what they want when they want because management is scared to be shut down from the wrong complaint, maybe managment should get there heads out of there assses and fix whats wrong rather than focusing on the probloems they personally have with the things that are being done right and by the book, but then agian, Im still the warden of the insane asylum, and by defulat I am also ending up house supervisor because my boss doesnt do shit except worry about the money, but then agian at the end of the day Ill still have my soul, however dark it is.Current Mood: Anger.
Plans, plans, plans. They always have their plans. But the problem with their plan, is that when you take an insane person to the asylum, you're just taking him home - the very place he knows best.
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