Mother's Day

So, work today wasn't disgustingly horrible, but it did suck. Well, first off, it was mother's day, and I had to work. I barely got to spend any time with Shayla today, and when I was here with her, she cried every time I tried to get a hug or anything. She was tired and cranky, though. So it wasn't really her fault.

Anyway, we were really slow today. Barely made 1k in sales. But, I was on drive-thru and that was fun. Everyone told me Happy Mother's Day, and some of our regulars told me too, which was really sweet.

I had more to say, but I really don't remember, so yeah...

Oh, The Things People Say

I find myself increasingly curious if there is someone out there who comes across my blog and thinks "hey, this girl is kinda interesting...I shall read more." I'd like to think that my little blog, this little piece of me floating on the internet, has brought humor to someone's life. LOL. I really would like to believe there's some stranger out there, someone I have never met, how has stumbled upon this blog and thought "Man, this girl is kinda whack, but she's cool."

So, there's a guy at work, who I think is crazy. I doubt this is a new development in this blog; however, I can't recall if I wrote about him before, so I'll re-hash for my (imaginary) readers. The guy told me a couple days ago that he made himself believe that my husband was his brother, and that my daughter was his child. He never mentioned how I fell into his imaginary world. When later confronted, he denied the claims I made against his sanity. He told me he only said those things because he was 'stressed-out". I so wanted to say that stressed-out and strung-out are two different things, but I bit my tongue. As per usual, I find it hard to wrong a friend, even if they've wronged me. Later the same day, another coworker notices Crazy Steve (not his real name, but it sounds kinda funny) over there snapping pictures of me on his phone. Awkward...

Again, he denied these claims, and as we couldn't prove that's what he was doing, the accusations were dropped. His job is safe for another time. Unfortunately (for him), he's starting to irritate the boss. Now, all this other drama-rama has started to creep her out as well. I sense that she'd like to fire him, but we have to tread carefully, and build a case to prove he was fired for incompetence at his job, and not because of his fragile mental state.

So now, I'm not really looking forward to going to work tomorrow. I don't really wanna deal with this guy. He's starting to make me uncomfortable. The boss is trying not to schedule us together, but it's really hard. We are technically under-staffed at the present time, and we're having a hard time hiring on new, competent workers.

On a closing note, a funny story from yesterday's drive-thru. I was working drive-thru with my friend and shift manager, Stephie. We're chatting, and the customer is chatting on her phone as I pass her food to her: First the bag of food, then her shake with her receipt in the same hand. Stephie tells me, "The receipt goes in the bag," very casually, like it was general conversation. So I respond in the same tone of voice, "Yes, I know it does." And the customer snaps suddenly "There's no need for that attitude!" And starts rambling into her phone about how I was snapping at her and giving her shit as she flies out of our drive-thru lane at like, 30 or 40 mph, which is a lot, given the limited space she had. Stephie and I were completely stunned, clueless. We had no idea how to fix the situation, nor any idea what to say to each other. So we ended up telling the boss the whole story, and though we all got a kick out of it, we're scared the customer will complain or something, and our store will get in trouble. So, Jennifer reprimanded us for chatting in front of customers. It was pretty much a verbal coaching, no big thing.

But still, crazy drive-thru people...crazy co-workers...What's next? Crazy blog readers?

I suppose it's time I ended this entry, as my eyes are getting to heavy to stay open, and I know my daughter will wake early tomorrow.

I'd just hate for my view count to all be from myself. :(

What do I do when a friend admits he's crazy?

Well, Shayla has put herself to sleep, and I'm thinking maybe that's a good thing right now, because I'm about 3 seconds from having a nervous breakdown. I can't stop shaking. My hands are trembling and its hard to type. All I can think is "I'm never going back to work again. I'm moving far, far away from here. I'm never coming back again."

See, there's this guy I work with, and we were becoming friends, and it was cool, just told me how he convinced himself that Shayla was his daughter, and that Chance and him were brothers. Then he tells me he thinks he's got schizophrenia and that he might be having hallucinations and talking to himself, and God only knows what else. Not, I think he's crazy, for sure, but I just don't know what to do.

I tried to talk to one of the managers, but she's not really got much authority over hiring and firing, and really I was asking her what I should do, but she just told me she didn't want to be involved. I don't blame her, of course, but I also feel very alone in dealing with this situation. Despite the fact he said he's not a danger to himself, I can't help but feel nervous now. I don't want to work with him. I don't want to be around him anymore.

I feel so scared and alone and confused right now...I can only imagine he's feeling worse.

So, I was feeling pretty jacked-up sick today. My head hurt, my stomach hurt, my throat hurts. I can feel my tonsils swelling, still, even though its been hours since I woke up like this. I feel like anything I put in my stomach will be coming back to greet me soon...I would have preferred to stay in bed all day today, so I felt pretty shitty when I was playing with Shayla and stuff. I kinda wanted to be like "Robin, I don't feel good...You take Shay.." But I know, in the real world, we can't go around dumping our kids off when we don't feel good and want to sleep all day. Therefore, I've been up since nine thirty this morning. Not too bad, but I am gettin pretty tired.

I seriously was not looking forward to going to work. So I called in. Which didn't end pretty. I was told to 'take some medicine, rest, and come in anyway', despite the fact I told my manager I'd been throwing up. So, in the end, I ended up not going into work today, but I also ended up filing a 'silent witness' report. Which won't really be silent, because they'll know I did it. But really, He isn't supposed to say that, by law. Sadly, on the one hand, I really hope that they fire me for this, even though Chance says my job is protected. Its not that I don't want to work, or whatever. I just...I'm so exhausted. I want to focus on one thing at a time. Right now, I want to focus on Shayla, and becoming a better parent for her. Chance won't hear me out on this, or if he does, he still presses that I keep working. Which I understand. But I want to slack off my hours, so I can spend more time with Shayla. I'm scared I'm gonna work myself so hard and make my body and mind more exhausted than they are and not want to be with Shay when I come home from work. That's a really, seriously scary thought to me...

I admit I'm also scared of getting fired. I dunno how fast this report will go through or how long it will take for this to get back to my bosses...But...I did what I felt was the right thing to do. I stood up for us when we've been treated unfairly. I'm sure they'll throw at me that I get sick alot, or something like that, and it'll be hard to defend myself, I'm sure. Someone had to be the one to speak up. Maybe...Right?