So I like, totally had a seizure at work on Saturday..
Was FINE by Sunday..
Then got a call from the manager saying that the boss wanted me to have Monday off to recover..
BUT I was rostered on to work this morning so I showed up and someone else was there.
I was like..
I'm opening this morning.
And he was like, no.. I am. Kylie called me in and gave me half your shifts.
So I checked the roster..
And I have NO SHIFTS AT ALL.
Soooooooooo pissed off.
And they've re-written the roster so it's like I never existed.
So everyone has like, twice as many hours.
Got home and called then big boss and he was like, I tried calling you a million times yesterday to see if you were ok and stuff and your phone went straight to voice mail, no one has your house number so we were just covering our backs until you got back to us..
I was like, KYLIE HAD A HUGE CONVERSATION WITH ME ON SUNDAY AND I TOLD HER LIKE, 10 TIMES I WAS FINE!! I'M FINE!! ARGHSD:JER I'M FINE!!
And he's like, ok.. I'll talk to Kylie and sort out your hours.
And I said that I wanted ALL my hours back. And pretty much, Kylie got most of my shifts because she is going back to uni and wants as many hours as she can get, and didn't tell Glenn that she spoke to me about being fine. So I've lost heaps of hours already that I won't get paid for.
If I don't get my hours back, I'm going to be soooo angry.
FUCK.
ARGH FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK.
They can't take away 3 WEEKS of my hours because I didn't pick up my phone for one fucking day.
Also, Sex and Glue is Saturday night. Everyone should go. If not, Ex Nuns is the next weekend, I think it's Friday. Have fun with it kiddies.
FUCK.

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