So I left work early for The Girls' State Hockey Championships yesterday, and I thought I should be nice and tell my boss that I was leaving even though he knew I was leaving. So I pack and walk over to him and say, "I'm takin' off" -- and he just looked at me and looked back down at his work. Dude, I'm just trying to be professional.
Maybe he was being so passive-aggressively cold because I almost fell asleep around 12:30. That is the first time that has happened on a Saturday, and it was weird. I had done the second shift the day before, but I can't believe that was a reason I almost conked out. But I realize that I have done that many times at work, and that really didn't happen at the health insurance place or the flu biller place. Then again, at those jobs, if I really felt that tired (which I didn't), I could just drop my work and go to lunch in my car to sleep through it.
Monster for a boss ... real boss don't give a fuck about me leaving ... I continually fall asleep at work ... holy shit, I am really hating the job right now. And to think I have a six-month review coming up. Oh, fuck me. ...
Maybe he was being so passive-aggressively cold because I almost fell asleep around 12:30. That is the first time that has happened on a Saturday, and it was weird. I had done the second shift the day before, but I can't believe that was a reason I almost conked out. But I realize that I have done that many times at work, and that really didn't happen at the health insurance place or the flu biller place. Then again, at those jobs, if I really felt that tired (which I didn't), I could just drop my work and go to lunch in my car to sleep through it.
Monster for a boss ... real boss don't give a fuck about me leaving ... I continually fall asleep at work ... holy shit, I am really hating the job right now. And to think I have a six-month review coming up. Oh, fuck me. ...
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