I'm seriously through with all this bullshit. I have been taking it and taking it and taking it AND FUCKING GODDAMN TAKING IT. And I'm done. I don't give a fucking fuck anymore about keeping everything calm and fine and dandy. I'm done caring about needing to keep everything on the down low. Everything is not fine. And this is not okay. This is bull shit. BULL FUCKING SHIT.
I asked off for Black friday six goddamn months ago. Six fucking months ago. It was fucking approved. I come into see what the fuck I'm working on Thanksgiving so I can tell my mother when we can leave for Black Friday. Instead, I see that I'm scheduled to work midnight to fucking eight a.m. And the person who scheduled me, CLAIMS that she didn't know why I asked off and couldn't change it now.
WHY THE FUCK WOULD ANYONE ASK OFF FOR BLACK FRIDAY SIX MONTHS IN ADVANCE IF THEY WEREN'T GOING TO FUCKING SHOP? What was I supposed to be planning six months in advance? OH WHOOPIE DI FUCKING DO. I DECIDED THAT SIX MONTHS FROM NOW, I'M GOING TO SCRATCH MY ASS ALL DAMN DAY INSTEAD OF WORK.
And then when I tried to get my "best friend" to switch with me. Someone that I always defend when people talk shit about them. Someone that I can always trust to be there for me. They turn me away.
Don't you dare ask me to scratch your back if you don't want to return the fucking favor.
I'm fucking done.
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