No pic for today as it's not a happy post. I found out one of my co-workers has been drinking on the job. The painful part is I'm closest to her at work so I should have known. I knew she had a history of drinking but she was tell me she was sober. I hate booze. It doesn't mean I'm gonna quit drinking. It just means that I realize how screwed up it is and it can screw you over. Moderation, folks.
What else?
I got hit again by the same guy. He was getting upset, telling all of the staff members to f*** off, including me. However, then he told me that he wanted me to go for a walk with him. On his walk, he told some imaginary person across the street to f*** off. When I looked, he hit me with his hat. I walked him back to the office. When I came back to check on him, he threw his nametag at me. He had thrown several chairs just before that so, again, I should be grateful that all I got was the nametag. I asked him if he was supposed to be throwing stuff around and he picked up his backpack, yelled "No, b***h!" and chucked it at me. Fortunately, he didn't aim well. Poor guy is really going through a rough patch. Seems like he's not the only one.
The abuse didn't stop at work though. I took Dean to the park and we saw several black labs off their leashes so I told Dean to go and say hi. He was a little bit nervous around them and kept leaping away from them but then going back in for a butt sniff. When he was behind me, he leaped away from them and swept my legs right out from under me. I went crashing hard into the ground. Now I think I have whiplash. Screw this day.
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