I am so heartbroken by all of the flooding going on back home. :*( I just want to be there, so I can help. At the same time though, I wonder if Jack and I being able to move here wasn't a sign that we needed to get away. The apartment complex that I used to live in's bottom floor apts were almost underwater. The parking lot was probably also pretty bad. I could not have a car right now. Instead I am in California, grateful that I can bitch about having to work 4 fucking nights this week because I have a job to go to. There are so many people in Middle Tennessee that don't have a job to go to right now because it is underwater. Not only is it underwater, but they don't know when they will be able to go back to work. A lot of my husband's friends are without work right now because they closed AO Schwartz in Ashland City due to the flooding. That could be us, and we could have kids to feed. It just kills me. I have friends who have been shop vac-ing there floors to get the water out. I am so entirely thankful that I do not know anyone that has lost family due to this tragedy. I am totally pissed because it is not getting the national coverage that it deserves! The people that I work with were a little too nonchalant about it. I said, "That is where I am from. I have friends and family there." No one said, "Oh that is terrible" because they can't see how bad it is there because it is not being covered properly. I did hear someone say, "Yeah, I heard about that" at which point I proceeded to inform them how bad it had gotten for some of my friends.
Ok on a lighter pissier note. I know I have no right to bitch right now, but I am going to anyway. This stupid manager that I am working for this month (cross your fingers it is only a month!) is making me work 4 nights this week. I am also already working 3 nights next week! What the hell? How is that fair? I better only be there for a month! I can understand 1 night or even 2, but there are way too many people at that store that can close to put me working all of those nights. It should be an even amount for everyone! Jack was so upset tonight when he finally realized that I was having to work nights again! He had made me this really nice dinner only to discover that I wasn't going to be home until after 10. I had just gotten back from grabbing some really unhealthy fast food when he arrived with this wonderful dinner. I felt so bad! I didn't have anytime to enjoy it. I was just scarfing it down. I ate the rest when I got home from work. I hate to eat that late, but hell I AM still up and it is currently 1:19 a.m. I can't get to sleep because I worked so late, and I like to wind down. I usually have 4 or 5 hours to do that. Is it June yet?
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