9/22/2005

Today was rough.

I've been busier at work lately; which, in a way, is good. The more stuff I have to receive every day, the more we're selling. But I don't think there's been a day this week where the receiving hasn't taken at least an hour and a half to 2 hours. And that's tiring. And on the days I'm also supposed to be doing the deposit, that means I'm on my feet with pretty much no break from 9:30 to 2:30. I was hoping I could get out a little early today, but no... the other girl in the office got sent home because she was upset about a court date tomorrow (a custody thing), so I couldn't leave. And then dad came out and yelled at me so the whole office could hear. I can handle a lot of things, but nothing breaks me down like hearing him yell at me. It's always been that way, ever since I was little. Yelling back only makes it worse; all you can do is take it and handle it the best you can afterwards. So I went to the bathroom and cried for 10 minutes. Then finished the deposit and picked us up lunch. Yeah, I still bought him lunch after that. Don't ask me why.

The worst part, I think, is that once he's done, he acts like it never happened. An hour later, he acts like there's nothing wrong at all, and you can forget an apology. Well, damn it, I deserve one. And I'm going to ask for one. I'm sorry I screwed up, but honestly, it wasn't a big deal. Unfortunately, it's something that's happened a couple of times before. But it was certainly not worth humiliating me in front of my coworkers.

On another note... my car's been in the shop all week, but it's supposed to be finished tomorrow sometime. I've been driving a Ford Explorer all week (it's a nice change, but I don't think I'd want one). Hopefully mom will drive me out to drop off the rental and pick up my car tomorrow afternoon.

God, I can't wait for the weekend.