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!
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