||[Feb. 9th, 2005|12:43 pm]
|||||unlike me to be so cranky||]|
Okay so this is it.
Yesterday was a really bad day (Except when my boyfriend called me which cheered me up alot)
Everything went wrong. I'm ready to quite working at stupid McDonalds. It's not worth it.
McDonalds finally (Now it's been almost a week since I hurt my wrist at McDonalds which no one really knew much about that)(Yeah a 50 pound box of frozen fries fell on me) after almost a full week of still working even though I said I needed to go to the doctors for it, I fianlly got a manager to fill out an accident report and went to the doctors today. YaY it's not broken... no it's just sprained and I tore a bunch of tendons, pulled some muscles and I bruised my thumb bone. I have to wear this weird brace thing on my hand and wrist for a couple weeks I guess and the doctor says "Don't move around to much" Ha I dance I am a dancer I will dance. So he sends me to work with a note saying that I can't carry or life anything and they are like okay. Tomorrow morning I have to work at 5am and when someone works that early they have to get everything out of the freezer...50 pound boxes of fries and even heavier things then that.
I know I'm gonna get stuck doing it to. Maybe I'll just quite because I'm ready to. The people that I work with just have no respect for anything at all and they treat me like dirt and I'm sick of it.
I've come home crying almost every day this week because they just make my life miserable. I know I shouldn't let them get to me but after all these months of dealing with it I just don't think I can do it anymore.
We'll see what happens though.