Those motherfuckers changed it to an in person meeting and didn’t tell me.
Been doing my job the same way for 2 years, and suddenly they want to quote my job description? Ohhhhhkay.
Everywhere I turn, something brainbreakingly maddening is happening.
I am trying to focus on the good, but I don’t know how to keep doing that when the world is so on fire, my job is fucking disappearing under me, and my home is sliding alarmingly quickly into fascism.
When can it be too much?
I have the sneaking suspicion that they’re trying to fire me. I’ve had it since about the time my supervisor started being my supervisor, but I don’t know why.
Coolcoolcool. Got written up today for not giving my supervisor what he wants, despite not being told what he wants.
Straight white men are the worst.
Justin
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And what does that allow?
God damn. They’re even late to my fire me meeting.
Sorry for bitching all over here. I gotta put it somewhere or I’ll die.
Now I get to wait til 1PM tomorrow for them to probably fire me. I am in abject misery, physically and mentally. I’m sure I’ll be mentally spotless before tomorrow afternoon…
What the fuck is this situation?!
Meeting at 2:30 to talk about all of this. They’re still being cunty.
