Yesterday totally sucked ass!
I woke up with a headache and thought about blowing off school, but we had just been given as assignment that was unclear and I wanted to make sure I understood it. Well, our teacher didn't show and the teacher that sat in for him couldn't offer any helpful insight into the expectations for the project. I sooooo wanted to leave. My head just wouldn't quit pounding. I got home from school and decided to start working on the taxes. Big mistake. I guess the owner never turned in the W-4 I filled out to have my deduction as 0. It looks like I'm might break even or end up owing (I'm still looking for paperwork that I need). If I wasn't getting an education credit, I'd owe like $800. So much for getting the money to pay Marcus back as I had hoped. I still hadn't gotten a W-2 from Mimi's yet, so I tried to call them and kept getting a busy signal. I drove up there and waited forever to talk to a manager. I finally got the corporate number and called them from work. It figures that they sent it to the street address in Byers instead of the PO box and it had been returned to them. The stupid woman said, "We sent it to the address that was supplied to payroll." Well, both addresses are on my last paycheck stub, so you had the correct address. Morons.
Work didn't go well either. First, I had to yell at that one dumbass guy that I hate so much. I hate it when he opens his mouth because he mumbles and I have to make him repeat everything because I can't understand him. Then what he says is usually a waste of my time, anyway. He wanted to know if I had more dough to do. Well, since I weigh out all the sugar/salt I need for the day and I had 7 bowls on the table, and I'm not scheduled to drive for another hour and a half: YES, I HAVE MORE DOUGH TO DO! Then he starts moving my stuff around. I told him to stop messing with stuff that's none of his concern and he says, "I'm just trying to help." That's when I snapped. "I don't need your f*cking help!" I yelled. It's becoming a real problem that insiders don't want to do what they're supposed to be doing, so they come back to "help" me. I told the head manager that I don't want or need their help. I get paid adequately to do my job and don't need them hiding back there and getting in my way. Driving sucked, too. I got so many $1.00 tips and stiffs (no tips) yesterday that I actually broke down and cried in front of a house. I got stuck delivering a free pizza to the edge of the delivery area. People got routed in front of me that shouldn't have with more deliveries than I got. It totally bit.
When I got home all I wanted to do was eat dinner, read my email and go to bed. I discover that my monitor is quickly dying. Yay!!!! The screen is dark and a beautiful shade of purple. *sigh* Oh, well.
Hopefully, today will be much better.
I woke up with a headache and thought about blowing off school, but we had just been given as assignment that was unclear and I wanted to make sure I understood it. Well, our teacher didn't show and the teacher that sat in for him couldn't offer any helpful insight into the expectations for the project. I sooooo wanted to leave. My head just wouldn't quit pounding. I got home from school and decided to start working on the taxes. Big mistake. I guess the owner never turned in the W-4 I filled out to have my deduction as 0. It looks like I'm might break even or end up owing (I'm still looking for paperwork that I need). If I wasn't getting an education credit, I'd owe like $800. So much for getting the money to pay Marcus back as I had hoped. I still hadn't gotten a W-2 from Mimi's yet, so I tried to call them and kept getting a busy signal. I drove up there and waited forever to talk to a manager. I finally got the corporate number and called them from work. It figures that they sent it to the street address in Byers instead of the PO box and it had been returned to them. The stupid woman said, "We sent it to the address that was supplied to payroll." Well, both addresses are on my last paycheck stub, so you had the correct address. Morons.
Work didn't go well either. First, I had to yell at that one dumbass guy that I hate so much. I hate it when he opens his mouth because he mumbles and I have to make him repeat everything because I can't understand him. Then what he says is usually a waste of my time, anyway. He wanted to know if I had more dough to do. Well, since I weigh out all the sugar/salt I need for the day and I had 7 bowls on the table, and I'm not scheduled to drive for another hour and a half: YES, I HAVE MORE DOUGH TO DO! Then he starts moving my stuff around. I told him to stop messing with stuff that's none of his concern and he says, "I'm just trying to help." That's when I snapped. "I don't need your f*cking help!" I yelled. It's becoming a real problem that insiders don't want to do what they're supposed to be doing, so they come back to "help" me. I told the head manager that I don't want or need their help. I get paid adequately to do my job and don't need them hiding back there and getting in my way. Driving sucked, too. I got so many $1.00 tips and stiffs (no tips) yesterday that I actually broke down and cried in front of a house. I got stuck delivering a free pizza to the edge of the delivery area. People got routed in front of me that shouldn't have with more deliveries than I got. It totally bit.
When I got home all I wanted to do was eat dinner, read my email and go to bed. I discover that my monitor is quickly dying. Yay!!!! The screen is dark and a beautiful shade of purple. *sigh* Oh, well.
Hopefully, today will be much better.
Name: LaDonna
