i've written many entries regarding my employment. it all went south when i decided to speak up about not cleaning up the messes left from the night before. i've found food items left on office equipment (printers), cans of coke left at the front desk, half eaten subs in the reading room. the way i figure, if i didn't do it, why should i have to clean it? the entire workspace is supposed to be checked before closing to make sure everything is in order plus we have house keeping that comes in during the night.

i never blamed anyone or named anyone. i simply stated that the condition i found the work area in was the condition it would stay in.

all hell broke loose after a rare staff meeting when one staff member took what i had to say extremely personal. this person happens to be very popular and well liked. hence my immediate climb to the top of everyone's shit list. such is life.

pettiness has now taken over. i'll come in to find my garbage not emptied, the lights on in the office, or my computer left on when noone is supposed to be using it. i recently received an email from a co-worker stating that my paystub is on her desk. (3+ years, she's handed it to me, now this?) i find notes for me, but never addressed to me and never signed, left in obscure places.

funny.
these 2 particular co-workers always used to send me those email prayer chains or anything remotely having to do with God and blessings. they don't send me anything now. this doesn't surprise me, all is well and hunky dory when you kiss ass. you're buried in blessings and good will. once you draw the line, they feel you don't deserve God anymore and screw you any which way they can.

the religious are funny that way.
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it's been an all around sad and pathetic week, but the weather has been gorgeous. i'm having visitors this weekend and am totally excited!!!! although i have to haul ass after work to get my apartment cleaner! hopefully, the plumber came and installed my new sink (somehow i doubt this since he was supposed to come yesterday but didn't). i'm sore as hell from the workout yesterday. i'm in desperate need of a massage and a hot bath...

it's FRIDAY!!! i love friday. all the crap and stress melts off of me as soon as i swipe my ID card and head for the door. i'm trying to hold onto what soul is left that hasn't been sucked out of me by this depressing job situation. i'm hopeful something better will come along. i've begun the slow trek to making something better happen. it'll take a while, but eventually, it'll lead me to where i want to be: somewhere relatively sane and filled with creatures that only care about food, getting petted and kissed.