Resign, Again...

^ Hilarious.

Wow, 2 entries in as many days... Don't expect this to be a common occurrence.

I arrived at my weekend job today to an envelope of "mistakes" (3weeks after the fact). After looking at them and seeing that they were nothing, realising that I had fixed worse mistakes made by the "supervisor", and seeing my new roster, I promptly rang my partner and then typed up my resignation. It is apparent to me that my suspicions were correct and they are trying to push me out.

I do not see resigning as being weak in this instance but more acknowledging that I am better than that.

Good news is now I have more time for my man and my projects :)

After the week from hell.

I'm only just starting to pull myself together after the week from hell that I had a fortnight ago.

In light tho, now that I look at it, it could have been worse. When I stated to my Mum that I had had a week from Hell she just replied with "Well your Man hasn't left you has he?" Shes right.

But why was my week so terrible? Well firstly I was already in a down rut. Over stress at work, tired, annoyed at my not moving anywhere, see my previous post for the background. But the things in life that stress me most are money, work and men. Luckily there are no men problems atm. I am being blissfully unaware of any man that may be attracted in me other than my partner. Its simple and nice that way :)

On the money and work front however.... arrggghhhh!

Somehow I had managed to slam my seat belt in the door of my car. Easy enough to do I suppose. But annoyingly part of the plastic bit broke off in the door and what would you know, now my door cant open... Bah! So on Monday I drop the car in at the panel beaters.

Also on Monday I get a call from my weekend job telling me that I have been making mistakes. They will not however tell me what these mistakes are. "How can I fix them, or look out for them if I do not know what I am doing wrong?" I am still waiting to hear what these so called mistakes are, as far as I am aware, they are non-existent.

One Wednesday I get a letter from my weekday job telling me that they are upset with the way I am approaching some tasks, and that I am to have a meeting on Friday afternoon. Great! I ball my eyes out on the way to the panel beaters to pick up the car, they stab me with $475 (was going to be $675!) Insane "This is a whole weeks wages" I say as I enter my pin into the machine. I kinda feel sorry for the guy, cos he probably thinks that I was bawling over that. Sure I was upset about it, but I could not get any worse than I already was.

On Friday, after days of stressing, I have this 'meeting', which was really a pain in the arse, I wasn't really in trouble at all, they just wanted to intimidate me and make it a formal affair , when it could have just been a casual chat about some new things that they want me to do now.

Anyway, I'm slowly pulling myself back together, I've stepped my job hunt a little and Ive started a new project Eternal-E (btw 'Slime' is mine, please don't steal it).

Oh well to a bed I must go, to sleep, perchance to dream.