Fed Up!

So, I mentioned that I work at this place currently that treats me like a pile of crap. 3 years I have worked for them and busted my ass, destroyed my body and health for this place, and what do I get in return? The golden shaft all the time.

Today I walked into work to see on my schedule a note written in the top right hand corner. Saying "Reminder take out our garbage at the end of the day" ... I do? All the time. Actually come to think of it, I empty my bin all the time before I leave. There's nothing in there! But surprisingly when I return to work the next day, there is ALWAYS a full trash can, the massage table has oil all over it, it's lifted to the ceiling, the room looks like a tornado hit it, there is a random chair in the middle of the room! But I'M being told to clean up the room? What the hell is wrong with this picture?

Apparently the 2 other massage therapist are accusing me of leaving the room a mess to get me in trouble. Did I forget to mention they are 2 male massage therapists that are ADULTS, are MARRIED and have KIDS?!? Umm do you not have anything better to do then be jealous of me and try to get me in trouble? Like seriously! You have kids for the love of god! What if this happened to your children when they grow up? When they get jobs and get bullied because of 2 stupid older men who are jealous? Karma is a bitch my dear foes. Surprise surprise but you both happen to have daughters. I only hope they get a taste of the medicine you made me suffer with for 3 years.

I'm sorry, you know what, I'm not a vindictive person but I only hope that they see what they do is not right. And no, it's not right of me to wish any evil of the poor souls of their daughters who do not deserve that. They cannot help that they are the product of stupid people that should not be reproducing.

Anyways, with that being said I am giving my 2 weeks notice and leaving this place, what a joke.

On a positive note, I received a phone call this morning from a spa downtown. They had gotten around to my resume and wanted to set up an interview. So on Monday the 11th I now have an interview. Moving on up.

My cold doesn't seem to be getting any better. I finally went to the doctor yesterday and got some crapy drugs. Amoxicillin.

Aren't cough attacks embarrassing? Don't you just hate it when your trying to communicate with someone and you start getting that tickle in the back of or throat. I bet the first thing that comes to mind is " Oh no! No!! Not now! Please!"
You try and hold it back, letting out the smallest soft coughs that you can in hopes that it's good enough to stop the irritation. Until you can't hold it anymore and break out into this loud, barking, cough monster! You cough and cough till your eyes water, or you gag! You try to apologize but it only comes out in coughs! No one can understand you. Disturbing and distracting everyone and everything around you. You can walk away and drink some water, or shove halls in your mouth as much as you want. But it never helps.

It is so embarrassing! This happens daily to me when I'm sick! Ugh!

Valentines day is only a week away! Next Thursday to be exact. Kind of excited, this will be me and Matt's first Valentines day together. I haven't started making his V-day gift yet. I should get on that.

Well till then, back to work. Please don't snow too much!

XoX

Matt made me this on his bed when we were arguing one night.
He then took a photo and sent it to me. I love him <3