*Scoff* what a day! It was my first day back at work today after my holiday. Everyone was really nice and was glad to see me blar blar blar. But I'm over it. Fed up with that bitch from Myer, Suzan, hateing me just because I work at Virgin and my boss been a moody, slimmy prick all the time. I relise now that I dont like the person they've turned me into. After two weeks off its really opened my eyes as to how crap it is. I like the job and most of the people, and I'm really good at it, but when you way that up against how full of shit they treat people... its just not wereth it.
I guess the day started out bad from the get go, but I refused to let it get the better of me. I woke up at 8am which is when I'm ment to leave the house. My poor baby Digger didnt even get to go out for a pee this morning. I wanted to smash my alarm clock into peaces just to relive the tention, but I didnt.
I got to work and go so much done. Its amazing what a holiday does for you. But my boss just didnt seem to care. There were 15 pages of returns to do and I did all but 5 of those. I know that does mean much to you lot, but trust me, thats a big deal!
So the day comes and goes and now I'm at my mum's place to feed her cats while shes away and I got all shity at my sisters TV coz I couldnt get Neibourghs on it properly and I broke it. I want to by her a new one before they get home but I dont think they even make then anymore, god! I'm such a prick!
I never thought I'd say this but I miss my mum. I've got no one to bitch to and make it all better.
See what this job does to me. I'm going to give it 6 more month, MAX! I want to get a desent paid job with looking after animals or something. I dont know.
Fuck this, I'm just ganna go home.