Oh, sweet Jesus. I am so, so terribly sorry. :
I was, in fact, able to get some sleep. I woke up just a few minutes ago, at 11:20 a.m., so about 3 hours of decent sleep. It’s not, perfect; I need more, but at least I’m out of immediate danger.
While I was on the phone with my pastor this morning, Work Ethic Woman called me back and I had to pause my converstion with Pastor to speak to Work Ethic Woman:
Work Ethic Woman: “Bad news, eke. I spoke to Boss Lady and she needs you to come in. She couldn’t find coverage.”
Me [without breaking a sweat]: “Nope.”
WEW: “Hm?”
Me: “I’m sorry, but I’m in a crisis. I just spent the last half-hour crying over the Suicide Hotline.”
WEW: “Oh, jeez; that bad, huh?”
Me: "Yes. I’m not suicidal; too many people love me for me to do that. But I am in crisis, and it’s because I’ve been dedicating myself selflessly to this job. It’s come to a head, and I have nothing left to give now.
"Now, I’ll come in Thursday and work then, even though Thursday is supposed to be my day off, which hasn’t been respected for the last two weeks when she knows I’ve got church stuff. But if you’ll give Mentor two days off in a row for physical health, and you won’t give me off one day for nearly having a nervous breakdown, there’s something seriously wrong here. There is a very real stigma. And if you try to force me to come in, I will quit, and then you’ll really be up shit creek without a paddle.
“I’m working 7-Eleven as a means to gather disposable income. I was subsisting on SSI by itself, and I do have the ability to go back to that, and it’ll be a lot healthier for me in the long run, quite frankly, but after spending an entire shift babysitting a future felon, and getting bitched at for following the law and checking IDs, I’m just about out of fucks to give.”
That was the basic gist of what I said; not a direct quote. She asked me if I wanted to call the boss and say that, and I said, “Nope; it’s on you. I’m done talking with the boss for today. I need to get some sleep before I end up back in the hospital.”
She said she’d talk to the boss.
Later, I tried to call the boss and give a brief explanation of the fight between me and Thief, but I didn’t realize she’s staying in Western Canada and it was like 5 o’clock in the morning there, so it was a bad time to talk, even though she’d been talking to Work Ethic Woman.
Well, hey, you’re the one with the open-door office policy. Literally, in this case. Now that I’m awake, I’ll try to hit her up again before Thief poisons her mind as to what really happened.