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!