One or both of the cats chewed my keyboard cable through. I semi fixed it but just went and bought a cheap bluetooth keyboard.
I was out for many hours and they were bored. They are not fooled by the birds youtubes anymore. This mean I'm finally going to have to put all cables in under rugs and gaff others plus put the mouse away when I go out. The kitten got himself locked in the closet for a little while and mumma was scratching at the door. She's so protective and knows how to communicate with me through her movements. It's pretty special. Two months with the little darlings and I'm loving them very much at this stage. Crazy cat lady I'm becoming. New work is better than expected and I can leave it at work.
Still haven't heard confirmation from my old manager which is par for the course. Just terrible at communication, but always a fucking know it all. I'll escalate it to his group manager on Monday, if not. He'll have had all weekend by then. Stupid cunt. Most spineless piece of shit I've ever had the displeasure of working with. Sleazy, lazy and badly trained. Nuff said. I've decided I will got through with some further action against them as well but I'm not sure exactly what, work safe wil be called first anyway. Artists don't have a very good union but I have no desire to let them get away with the bullshit they get away and the constant sexual harrassment of staff is just fucking disgusting and I've always spoken out about it but no one else has. Everyone sat in my car talking about how bad it was, then did the same thing when it suited them or they were intox on booze and whatever other drugs they could find on the floor. Resentful it turns out I still am.
The only decision I have to make tonight is whether to wear my cute new little denim skirt over my leggings to the aa meeting or not. Tough call.
This place is soothing though and putting it down in writing is therapy indeed.
Again, thanks to all you good humans for endless words of support over the last year. Its been a challenging and rewarding year and I'm so glad I've had people I don't know all that well to journal with. You all rock and I wish we could all be in a room together right now so I could cry and tell you how much I've grown to love you all in person individually.
Yeah I was angry bitter and disappointed that people I actually trusted as friends basically deserted me when I needed them most. The only people who could really understand why I was so let down by management, because they have the same shit management and unsafe workplace. This was the final nail though, I have let it all go. Harbouring resentments and seeking revenge or being litigant destroys my chance of helping those sick people be better to the next person they have the chance to desert or lie about being supportive to.
I have to work on bettering myself and they have to be honest with themselves before they'd accept my support anyway. A lot of people would rather bitch than try and change the status quo. This is true in every facet of society.
aaah, many swears old workplace resignation letter sent. I was super stressed right after then but and an aa friend called very soon after which was at just the right time. First time I'd wanted to drink in a month. That call, food, an anti anxiety med and some strong camomile tea and I'm deeply at ease again and feel like booze would be a very bad idea. End of an epoch of my life. I worked there for almost 17 years and they've always had shit management which really failed me when I needed their support. I expected a lot more solidarity from the staff also but received absolutley none, not even an are you ok? I'd given mine so freely and to my own detriment as the most senior member of staff. They're all on my resentment list. FUCK THEM! Their memories will fade away as I make better connections and they'll still be spineless psycophants. I deliberately avoid places I may see them because I really don't like my chances of keeping my cool around them. Ok, rant over. No stew made, but I think dinner is planned with some aa people after this evening's meeting.
end rant, thanks for reading dear DT friends.
Everythings coming up Milhouse. New job is good, exercise and money. Close enough to home and might be really close after training. aa is working. Finally got some closure on my previous shit cunts of employers and co workers, can resign and move on with life. Holiday is over and I have a new job.
Also got news my son and mum are coming down for a couple of weeks in August.
Got interviewed yesterday for a trans book and photo exhibition. So much positivity going around. Service work today, aa and my organistiion. Cook another vege stew, go for a walk, another meeting and then bed. My days are full of joy at the moment. Plus constantly playing with the cats. They are super happy at the moment. I got some treats from Aldi. They love them a bit too much but it's bringing us closer.
yes!!! I have a microwave rice cooker, cos i don't have space for a real one. It works. I should really start padding my meals out with brown rice again, it's such a great food.
Now I'll never hear that lame song in the same way again. ahahahah, thank Stud.
JT paid a few of my bills over the years, but his music is not what I would ever choose to listen to.
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One or both of the cats chewed my keyboard cable through. I semi fixed it but just went and bought a cheap bluetooth keyboard. I was out for many hours and they were bored. They are not fooled by the birds youtubes anymore. This mean I'm finally going to have to put all cables in under rugs and gaff others plus put the mouse away when I go out. The kitten got himself locked in the closet for a little while and mumma was scratching at the door. She's so protective and knows how to communicate with me through her movements. It's pretty special. Two months with the little darlings and I'm loving them very much at this stage. Crazy cat lady I'm becoming. New work is better than expected and I can leave it at work.
Still haven't heard confirmation from my old manager which is par for the course. Just terrible at communication, but always a fucking know it all. I'll escalate it to his group manager on Monday, if not. He'll have had all weekend by then. Stupid cunt. Most spineless piece of shit I've ever had the displeasure of working with. Sleazy, lazy and badly trained. Nuff said. I've decided I will got through with some further action against them as well but I'm not sure exactly what, work safe wil be called first anyway. Artists don't have a very good union but I have no desire to let them get away with the bullshit they get away and the constant sexual harrassment of staff is just fucking disgusting and I've always spoken out about it but no one else has. Everyone sat in my car talking about how bad it was, then did the same thing when it suited them or they were intox on booze and whatever other drugs they could find on the floor. Resentful it turns out I still am.
The only decision I have to make tonight is whether to wear my cute new little denim skirt over my leggings to the aa meeting or not. Tough call.
This place is soothing though and putting it down in writing is therapy indeed.
Again, thanks to all you good humans for endless words of support over the last year. Its been a challenging and rewarding year and I'm so glad I've had people I don't know all that well to journal with. You all rock and I wish we could all be in a room together right now so I could cry and tell you how much I've grown to love you all in person individually.