And I can't even go into detail, because sure as if I did, someone would find this and I'd either lose my job, get in a big ol girl fight, or would put my husband's job in danger. Let's just say that some idiots have decided that another idiot (and I don't use these terms lightly, folks, I'm really questioning their sanity and thought processes here!) deserved a job. Even though she's done some stupid and dangerous things. And I'm furious. I'm furious that she got her way. I'm furious that no one took the time to ask those of us who KNOW what went on for the truth. I furious that she gets to call herself a member of my profession. I'm furious for the people that she hurt.
I'm so mad that I asked for a drink. And I don't do that. Not that I don't ever drink, but I don't ask for one. Ever. I'm sitting on my front porch crying cause I'm so mad. And I can't even tell you why.
I am a people person. And unless you really give me a reason not to, I trust you. I am nice to this person, but I don't trust her. I am pretty sure she knows it, too. I'm not one to be able to hide my feelings so well.
I'm having a hard time being Christian about this. And I'm so mad right now that I don't really care. So if you wanna pray that I can turn this over and get on with enjoying my weekend, then I probably need it. While you're at it, pray for the people who are gonna be in her path, cause I fear they may need it worse than me.
5 comments:
Awww *hugs* Christi!
I want to blog and post about things concerning Anthony's job (and the lack of a paycheck for 3 weeks) but his boss reads my blog so I have to hold back a lot. I know how frustrating that can be. I'll pray you may find peace with this.
Awww- I used to be a people person until I became an employer. Perhaps you should detail your information in an anonymous letter? You know, to protect people.
Good luck, and remember- things ALWAYS work out for the better, don't they. They do. I promise. You really need not stress about it, especially to the point of such negativity. Life is good, you are good. Keep being good. Breathe deeply and know that -
Ahhh I can't fake it anymore. call her out. get the b!+c# fired or something, you shouldn't have to deal with that $#!+.
Things work out. We know this. Remember that God's hand is in this. Be blessed with the year you are going to have and love your weekend, okay?
her faults will come out, and you are taking the high road, which is always the best way.
hang in there.
oh I SO understand.
And I can't tell anyone why either.
Gotta love it.
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