So I had a lovely bit of drama this weekend. I had to be at work by 8am Saturday morning, and I got there at 7:50am. By the time it was 8:30am, I was freaking out and calling my grandma to make sure I had the proper time; I did, and no one showed up. After talking to my boss, I ended up going home to wait for a call to tell me when to go in for training, which I didn't get until about 10:30am. I drove back into Belmont to see the lady who was supposed to train me, only to be told that I couldn't handle the work and to go home. I assumed I was fired, though I'm not, and I can't actually start working for a while.
And then you take that work drama and add in to it problems with friends, family, and school, and you've got a very stressed person. Ah well. Isn't Senior Year grand so far?
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