WOE IS ME! UuGH!

Wouldn't it be nice to be able to post something outrageously funny for a change?Oh WAIT! My entire life is one big laugh,now that I stop and think of it.Well...hee hee hee and ha ha ha!Whoop-tee-freakin-doo!
Anyways...I'm FINALLY getting over the bronchitus that the hospital diagnosed me with.Then as I finally begin to ease up on the coughing and other miserable symptoms...my sister and I develope some sort of stomach virus....for lack of a better word----> It was BARF-CITY around our ponderosa!Terribly weak,and can't hold ANYTHING down,put us both flat on our backs.Actually,I went to work sick and TRYED,Lord KNOWS I TRIED to ride it out....but my stomach said "run to the bathroom dummy,or barf right here"!! So I spent about 45 minutes in the employee restroom yakking before I could "weakly"drive myself home.THEN....I have one hell of a toilet hugging night,and called in to work to say I am still in the condition I left work in....and was bitched at and hung up on.He evn plainly asked me...."didn't you just get out of the hospital recently with a problem"? I replied..."well,yes sir,but this is not my bronchitus...I am barfing/dry heaving,non-stop like when I left work the day before".Then I'm told "I guess you KNOW this is our busiest damn day!!?" and then I hear the dial tone.He slammed the phone down.
I have this friend that has a job opening where she works,and although the money is better at her job...there are no benefits.I am half ass thinking about throwing in the towel,and going in for an interview (like I already schedualed,btw)LOL.I won't leave one job without knowing I am going straight off into another.In 100 ways,her job is easier....oh and did I say it pays better(lol)I suppose I did.
Decisions...decisions.....mind you...I am the type of person that will go to work sick as a dog,looking like I was beat w/ an ugly tree...and forcing myself to forget the headache,tummy ache,or try to avoid coughing as much as possible(which is no easy task).The thing is...I don't get sick that often,ya know?Not counting the car injuries(broken neck and arm/wrist)..I am 99.9% of the time healthy as a horse.So when I do miss work for being sick...God knows:I'm SICK.
Matter-of-fact....the jo I had for nearly 5 years,I NEVER got sick,and was never late....so when I accidently wrote my fluctuating schedual down wrong,and wound up late....OMG!! The crew went into hysterics thinking either Ray killed me,or I had a wreck,Simply because it was just not like me to not call and say I am running late.I just never was late.But THAT isolated incident was when I didn't show until an hour later.Talk about a HUGE PANIC.They were about to call the hospitals b/c they couldn't reach me via telehone.Another words...for Tammi to be late...something is wrong.
But I'm learning fast here at THIS job.1.)DO NOT GET SICK.EVER!Never be late...not that that should even be mentioned anyways)..but the yelling by upper management is something I am REALLY having a hard time getting used to.I just think raising your voice to someone or doggedly talking about a person in 3rd person is absolutely unproffessional.The usual attacks are toward others,and sometimes myself...but I just feel so sorry for the younger girls that are being done this way.Someone mentioned bringing in a pocket recorder for some of the racist things that are going on,along w/ the yelling etc...I wonder what that would accomplish,when the owner is just as guilty.Who would I Another dilemma? Nahh...not really.I mean,yes I am mortified at the treatment there...but knowing I have a spectacular job lined up is making this alot easier to deal with.
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