So today was not awesome like I hoped. I woke up at 11:00 to the phone going berserk. Apparently I was late for work. I worked today? Well, that was news to me. They insisted that I DID in fact work today, and I was on the schedule. So I got dressed and walked to work.
50 minutes.
By the way, even though I am usually a calm and collected person, I was seething in anger. I KNEW I was off that day. So when I finally got there I checked the schedule, and guess what?
I was off.
So I brought it to the attention of my superiors and Shane smiled and was all like "Oh yeah, I know it's not on that one. It's on the one we get."
....The hell?
How the hell am *I* supposed to know that I work on a schedule I CAN'T RECEIVE?? I politely told Shane to
fuck off and die let me know of any changes on my schedule, because If I had previous plans or something, I wouldn't be able to make it on DAYS I THOUGHT I HAD OFF.
So I worked until 8:00 and then got home. Meh. No RD either.
Well, maybe I can finally work on writing or icons or...something! All the stuff I wanted to do today anyway.
*sigh*
(I also need to finish these mood things...)