I think God really hates me. I don't know what I did to deserve this? Seriously.
Let's see... Tuesday night, dad e-mails me saying I'm fired. I don't hear from him until maybe Friday or Saturday? basically telling me not to "push him." Between Tuesday + time of contact, he was using my sister as a messenger, telling me to come back to work, and saying that I am in the wrong. During that time, I avoided all contact from my mom (she's in Korea right now) since I just did not want to hear about work.... which lead to an angry e-mail from her, surprisingly blaming me for everything as well.
Which leads to: TODAY. I stayed up all night/morning after Hieu & I watched "Due Date" and ended up talking to David + Sherrie. Sherrie and I went to Starbucks since we were already up, and talked. The day was good, until I got home and noticed a bunch of missed calls from my mom + of course, her e-mail.
All of this lead to my dad sending me f*cked up e-mails, texts, and threats. He's drunk right now, which isn't surprising, going off on anyone in his way. This includes, me, my sister + my mom, which of course, is all MY fault. He's telling me not to come near them (the family), and that I'm "going to be sorry."
So basically, it's MY fault that the company may possibly get f*cked up (is it just me, or is the boss supposed to run the company and not the administrative assistant? HM, maybe it's just me...), and if our family is ruined, it's my fault. Well, last time I checked, our family wasn't all "happy + close" to begin with.
So, looks like I'll be at work tomorrow, at 9AM sharp! HE fires me, YET I'm expected to still show up on Monday? Yeah, I pretty much predicted that. Mom said to go in, and IF dad tells me to leave, that's when I have to leave. So... I'm going in, probably no pay, expecting to get bitched at, and to be quite frank, I'm anticipating some abuse too. That's nothing new in our family though. Growing up, I think everyone got their ass beat from my dad (to put it nicely). Being a little girl and seeing my mom's blood everywhere was NOT fun. Just saying.
So, this begs me to wonder...
What the f*ck did I do SO wrong? WHAT did I do to deserve this?
Sunday, November 28, 2010
Don't ever mix work and family.
Okay, well here is an update from my last post:
Apparently, when dad was on the work computer, he came across my Word document for a job listing to post on Craigslist. So, instead of giving me the benefit of the doubt and talking to me, as we agreed to, he jumped the gun and "fired" me. The whole reason I had this typed up, was because when we were supposed to talk, I was going to tell him (calmly, which is why I wanted to talk to him Wednesday morning... so I could cool down + collect my thoughts) that I think it's better if we find someone to take my place at work, and I would train them however long it took... 2 weeks... 2 months... doesn't matter.
So, after him ignoring my e-mails + texts to him since Tuesday night, he calls me yesterday. I didn't pick up, and he texted me afterwards warning me not to take things "too far." Okay dad. Thanks for the threat.
Long story short: he continued to text me saying that he had a right to tell me to "hurry up" because he's my boss, and I'm his employee. He said that I have anger problems, which lead me to tell him that work was the reason WHY I've been so angry. After a bunch of texting back + forth, he accused me of "tricking" him, like my last boss. I'm not too sure what that means since the last person I worked for, had a meeting with me to discuss why I was quitting. Maybe it's just me, but I don't think working for company with racist women harassing you is a healthy one. /shrugs
Anyways, so I guess I'm "blogging" on here since I'm torn.
Okay... it's 8:50 AM right now. A phone call from David + my sister kept me up, which lead to picking my sister up and heading over to Starbucks to talk. We had a really good, but somewhat depressing talk about family. I got home, fed the dogs, washed the dishes, washed my hair, and now I'm about to lay on the couch with the girls to watch some tv. I'll probably fall asleep. I'm hoping my dad doesn't call me later to "talk." I already know he's going to bitch about me coming back to work for him, or at least help him out while he's in Korea. The only reason I'm hesistant to even temporarily come back is because 1) it's never temporary when I come back, since I'm such a push over, and 2) I've been very aggressive searching for jobs, sending my resume out left + right, so if I get any calls back for interviews and I'm working for my dad, yeah... that's not going to work out.
Eyes are starting to shut. I'll write more later. Toodles!
Apparently, when dad was on the work computer, he came across my Word document for a job listing to post on Craigslist. So, instead of giving me the benefit of the doubt and talking to me, as we agreed to, he jumped the gun and "fired" me. The whole reason I had this typed up, was because when we were supposed to talk, I was going to tell him (calmly, which is why I wanted to talk to him Wednesday morning... so I could cool down + collect my thoughts) that I think it's better if we find someone to take my place at work, and I would train them however long it took... 2 weeks... 2 months... doesn't matter.
So, after him ignoring my e-mails + texts to him since Tuesday night, he calls me yesterday. I didn't pick up, and he texted me afterwards warning me not to take things "too far." Okay dad. Thanks for the threat.
Long story short: he continued to text me saying that he had a right to tell me to "hurry up" because he's my boss, and I'm his employee. He said that I have anger problems, which lead me to tell him that work was the reason WHY I've been so angry. After a bunch of texting back + forth, he accused me of "tricking" him, like my last boss. I'm not too sure what that means since the last person I worked for, had a meeting with me to discuss why I was quitting. Maybe it's just me, but I don't think working for company with racist women harassing you is a healthy one. /shrugs
Anyways, so I guess I'm "blogging" on here since I'm torn.
Okay... it's 8:50 AM right now. A phone call from David + my sister kept me up, which lead to picking my sister up and heading over to Starbucks to talk. We had a really good, but somewhat depressing talk about family. I got home, fed the dogs, washed the dishes, washed my hair, and now I'm about to lay on the couch with the girls to watch some tv. I'll probably fall asleep. I'm hoping my dad doesn't call me later to "talk." I already know he's going to bitch about me coming back to work for him, or at least help him out while he's in Korea. The only reason I'm hesistant to even temporarily come back is because 1) it's never temporary when I come back, since I'm such a push over, and 2) I've been very aggressive searching for jobs, sending my resume out left + right, so if I get any calls back for interviews and I'm working for my dad, yeah... that's not going to work out.
Eyes are starting to shut. I'll write more later. Toodles!
Wednesday, November 24, 2010
Wait... did I just get fired?
Lately, work has been incredibly stressful, getting worse & worse with each passing day. I guess it can't really be called normal work stress when your boss is your father, right? Right.
I finally hit my breaking point. (Funny, because I said this months ago, sobbing to my mother.) Before I left work yesterday afternoon, I told my dad that I wanted to talk. So, that was that. The plan was to talk to him, after I had some time to cool off, and convince him to find a replacement for my position, and train them thorougly, so I could finally walk away from the company and find another job.
7 hours after I left work, I got an e-mail from him, saying the following:
From now you can stay home.
What the hell is that even supposed to mean? Is that his way of saying I'm fired? I mean, come on! Either way, I have it in writing so you know what? I'm sleeping in! No alarms set! Then, when I wake up to feed/walk the dogs, we're going to head over to Starbucks to enjoy the wonderful day with wonderful company. Yup! That's the plan.
Why do I have a feeling that he's going to call me in the morning, either 1) bitching at me about not coming in (even though he said to stay home) or 2) being nice and asking me to come back. Here's to hoping that I stand my ground, so I can move on to bigger & better things!
Goodnight!
I finally hit my breaking point. (Funny, because I said this months ago, sobbing to my mother.) Before I left work yesterday afternoon, I told my dad that I wanted to talk. So, that was that. The plan was to talk to him, after I had some time to cool off, and convince him to find a replacement for my position, and train them thorougly, so I could finally walk away from the company and find another job.
7 hours after I left work, I got an e-mail from him, saying the following:
From now you can stay home.
What the hell is that even supposed to mean? Is that his way of saying I'm fired? I mean, come on! Either way, I have it in writing so you know what? I'm sleeping in! No alarms set! Then, when I wake up to feed/walk the dogs, we're going to head over to Starbucks to enjoy the wonderful day with wonderful company. Yup! That's the plan.
Why do I have a feeling that he's going to call me in the morning, either 1) bitching at me about not coming in (even though he said to stay home) or 2) being nice and asking me to come back. Here's to hoping that I stand my ground, so I can move on to bigger & better things!
Goodnight!
Tuesday, November 23, 2010
DK3
You're all that I want, and more than I deserve.
I love you, and I miss you. Happy 3 year anniversary babe. ♥
Monday, November 22, 2010
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