Ew.

[logansrogue]

I feel really quite dreadful. I had a dinner of potato and sausages. I've had migraines all day and I feel like puking. I just feel disgusting. :(

My stomach is bloated. Maybe I'm just getting fat, but I wasn't this huge in the stomach last week. I'm freaking out - I feel ugly and disgusting. I can't even touch myself I hate myself that much. I have to go to the doctor, cause I have cramps all the time, and it's stupid cause I'm not even perioding. :(

Anyway, work sucked today. Debby (different girl from Catherine, who accidentally said something awful - she's not a bad sort and I've gotten to like her a lot) is such a bossy cunt and she was being so fucking rude to me today. I was trying to put the coat hangers away and bag things while Deb worked the till, but Deb sort of grabbed the hanger away from me and goes, "Don't *worry* about it!" So then I sort of stomp off and sort out some socks, and I can't figure out why I'm so upset. (I'm a bit slow like that). And then I'm behind the counter later, just thinking of what to do next. I was having *two minutes* to breath and move onto the next task. Then she goes, "Nancy, I'm sure there's *something* you can find to do around here." I mean, the tone of voice - I can't express it to you. Like I was a lazy piece of shit or something. Jenny heard it, she was really pissed. She stood up for me, God bless her. She was with me when I talked to one of our supervisors. I was all hesitant of being the tattle-tale, but Jenny was really adamant that I say something and that I shouldn't let Deb talk to me like that. Apparently Deb doesn't get sleep or something so she gets grumpy. I said to Deb to see a doctor, just cause I know how terrible insomnia can be and I was honestly concerned; she goes on about a specific something making her unable to sleep or something. She's really frustrating like that, it was obvious that she didn't want to solve that 'something', that she likes having an excuse to be a cunt.

Well fuck! I have sleep problems too, you know? But I don't act like a heinous bitch to people because of it! I just yawn a lot and nearly fall asleep on my feet! And I have the responsibility to try to FIX those sleeping problems!

Anyhew. I get along a lot better with Catherine now. She really is a sweety, she just doesn't realise sometimes that what she says can be upsetting. I honestly don't think she meant anything bad by her statement the other day. We've kinda bonded in the tyranny of Debbie. Debbie hates Catherine and is SO mean to her. You know what she said? (And this is worse than any silly comment about the dole)... Okay.

Catherine has a MILD mental disability. She gets confused a little sometimes, and she really needs to concentrate on one thing at a time. Shit, so do I half the time. You can carry perfectly logical normal conversations with her. She does not have the brain of a child. She's an adult, she's perfectly able to work and function, you just have to be patient with her sometimes and make sure you don't interrupt her while she's in the middle of something or try to get her to multitask, cause it's a little overwhelming for her and she stresses (but in a poor helpless kitten sort of way, which is why I'm protective of her now).

Anyway. So she's at the till, and Deb starts on her about how things are different at the Fremantle store (Catherine came to us from the Mandurah store) and how she's trying to tell her how things are here and that... ugh - that she'd try to talk to her on her level.

Her LEVEL?!

I was so digusted. Of course I didn't say anything cause that's worse than saying that in the first place - let the girl fight her own battles, and don't treat her too different. I just get so MAD how Deb talks down to Catherine, and treats her like an idiot. It's not right. If I see her do it again, I am SO seriously going to tell her to pull her fucking head in. Cause Catherine doesn't deserve it. She said with such frustration today, "I'm doing the best job I can."

And I believe it. She works fucking hard and she does what she can in the store, which is a lot. She's definitely not thick - she can work the till!! I can't! :)

Anyway, that's my bitch for today. I look out for my girls at work. Oh, on the way home the grog shop across the street from work was held up. Police were there and everything. *scary* That shit never happens in my area. :T

Tomorrow - day off. Going to clean my room some more, and at night I'm going to probably stay the night at Adam's again. *goofy smile*

Comments

[annasbeta.livejournal.com]

Hope you feel better tomorrow. Isn't LJ wonderful for rants? [grins]

[hipikat.livejournal.com]

Fancy a game of pool? =)

I've been taking pain killers all day because my back's in knots. Still, I've actually avoided doing a scary amount of work today, so my mind's relatively intact and my mojo hasn't been wasted on fixing the internet.

Are there actually any men at your work? =O.o= We've got the strange situation here of literally splitting the estrogen and testosteron down the middle of the office.

[logansrogue.livejournal.com]

Yes, there are men at my work, but they're all in Sundries and they're all mentally disabled. They like to tease us girls a lot. But they're nice. More women there though.

And you didn't come back and tell me how not fat I am. :-P *laughs*

[hipikat.livejournal.com]

I keep telling you, you need more meat on you for the winter months, girl :) Plus, I'm too busy being concerned with my own image.