So today, Mother’s Day. Happy one to anyone mother reading. My very first communication was "Happy Mother’s Day can you come in early so I can leave?"
Two hours with my kids. That’s all I got.
Get here and by three fifteen I was by myself and slaying it out. At ten to five one of my drivers says he’s going to be fifteen late but I couldn’t respond because I was literally by myself in here. The cook, who lives with aforementioned driver, comes in and says that driver said he doesn’t feel well and he’s not coming in. If I/ we have a problem with it, we can call him about it. I passed the message onto my boss.
Idk what happened between them but driver then comes up in here pissed off and seeing red wanting to know where the manager that asked me to come in early is. I told him she left between two thirty and three. He said alright, pushed past me and walked out.
Y’all I don’t know what about to go down in my hut but if this is the last time I post know it was probably because I knifed him for coming at me. I’m not planning it but no one is going to come at me intent on harm.
But at the same time I am actually scared that he might come back up here. I have minors in here. Hell I have my DAUGHTER in here. I will protect them.
On another note. I purchased 1000mg cbd oil the other day. It says it can help with a whole bunch of things including depression. We’ll see if it works. Maybe this can help
Pull me out of this hole I’m in.
God I hope he doesn’t come back up here tonight. I don’t wanna go to jail. Orange is soooo not my color. And handcuffs hurt like hell.
I really need to quit this job...
