I’m writing this because it is going to make me feel one little iota better, and one little iota is still better than what I’m feeling now. Also, because there has gotta be SOMEONE out there that feels this way too, and if I can make them feel one iota better, then it is definately worth everyone else thinking I’m just an asshole that whines too much.
I am on the verge of postal. I seriously can’t relax. If I get wound any tighter than this, I will seriously snap like a cheaply made pen with a spring in it, that an impatient person keeps clicking against something.
My hours are getting cut at work, AGAIN. The first time there was no “formal cut” I was just aware that they couldn’t afford to pay me full time, so when I was asked if I wanted to go home early, that was my cue. I’ve been working 15-20 hours a week. They want me to work less than that. I drive almost 45 minutes to work. How the fuck can I afford to pay for the car and put gas in to drive it on less than $200 a week?!!!
$10 per hour X 10 hours per week = $100 X 4 weeks (If I’m lucky) = $400
Car $190 + Insurance $95 + Phone $45 = $330
How is $70 going to fill my gas tank for a whole month? I drive 92 miles a day, five days a week.
I would just get rid of my phone, but all we have is cell phones. No one would ever be able to get a hold of me.
