Friday at Last
Today has been a rough day.
Volunteering was good (as always), but afterwards I had a long discussion with my father regarding the status of my continued volunteering. The end result was "Talk to your manager".
[sigh]
Apparently Mick isn't terribly fond of me... can't say I'm surprised, but whatever. I hope he lets me continue to volunteer... that would be awful nice. And it's not like I have a shortage of banked time, plus holidays, to use... so there really shouldn't be an issue whatsoever. But there probably will be. We'll have to wait and see, I suppose.
I hate this job. I hate this company, and aside from Andy, I hate this stupid city.
Oh, and kendo. Besides Andy and kendo, I hate this stupid city.
Volunteering was good (as always), but afterwards I had a long discussion with my father regarding the status of my continued volunteering. The end result was "Talk to your manager".
[sigh]
Apparently Mick isn't terribly fond of me... can't say I'm surprised, but whatever. I hope he lets me continue to volunteer... that would be awful nice. And it's not like I have a shortage of banked time, plus holidays, to use... so there really shouldn't be an issue whatsoever. But there probably will be. We'll have to wait and see, I suppose.
I hate this job. I hate this company, and aside from Andy, I hate this stupid city.
Oh, and kendo. Besides Andy and kendo, I hate this stupid city.

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