I called my lawyer about the previous mentioned problem in my other post, got a voicemail without it ringing and he said my employer basically doesn't even have to offer me the evening position by law. Either I bite the bullet and somehow get to work wit a schedule I can work or I no longer get freaking paid! I half half a mind to say screw it all because I was planning on leaving for school in the summer anyway. -pulls self together so bit- I'll try out my day shift Monday because I was promised a part time at least and we'll see where it goes schedule wise.
The whole problem is, they knew from the friggin beginning when they hired me that I could only work days. I clearly stated that in the interview. We have only one car. One car. Not two. One. Okami works day shift 7-3:30. I don't even have my license. Even if we had a second car, I couldn't drive myself. Th shift where I work is 2:30 - 10:30 pm. I'd be over an hour late to work each day and an hour late getting home. Besides making getting to our jobs easier we have (had) matching shifts because we want to actually see eachother!
We started off in a long distance relationship, and we don't want that again while living in the same damn house! Maybe I'm just a little sensitive about this subject but it wasn't even my fault I got fucking hurt. No one would help me all damn day long. I got punched square in the forehead hours before my arm was hurt. Did anyone help before I got hurt? No. They didn't. I'm sick and tired of people doing me dirty trying to make me do things I can't do. I...I just....idk. I just don't know anymore. Why on earth would you treat someone like that is beyond me. I did doubles when it wasn't my turn. I helped people when I wasn't even close to being done with my work load. I stayed after to catch up on my charting. I bought residents things with my own freaking money and brought it in to them. I helped out other departments even! What did that get me? Time off work and surgery? A shift I can't work? I got me so whole load of nothing I'd what it got me.
During my light duty shifts, I met and worked with a whole lot of good people. If they needed help I helped them. I I needed help or didn't know how to do something, they stopped what the were doing and showed me how or helped me out. I absolutely loved working in laundry, house keeping, maintenance, an the kitchen. It was like I was working in another freaking world. I guess, even though I know those people will never see this, I want to say thank you to them. Working the floor was sad "figure it out on your own" experience. Sure you got training, but they'd have you training one day, and work the gloom on the next, then be back in training after that.
Sorry guys...I needed to let off some steam. It's been building up today and it finally hit th boiling point. I'm not sure if it's just because I'm having girl issues at this particular moment in time or if I've really just finally friggin had it. If you made it thus far thanks for reading my angry rambles. It means a lot. Seriously, thank you. You deserve a cookie. Thanks for letting my unload all that bull crap. Is actually do feel a bit Bette now.
