a confused charity case

OK, well I made it through another day at work... kinda. More on that later! So I come home to check my emails and I am still scratching my head. I had applied to be a Patriot Girl for TN back in July, and I was accepted. Now for those of you who don't know about them, they do pics, calendars, and promotional stuff for our troops. I thought I was a great idea. (Seeing as our future president doesn't give a crap about them, I want them to know that there are people out there who support them and think about them.) OK, well the other day I found the site to apply for the Alabama Patriot Girl... so I did. Now mind you, I was already accepted for TN and have talked to the photographer. So I open my mail from AL... and I don't make it!!! WTF?!?! So, I am ok for the TN girls, but not Bama? They all do the same things, and I still look the same! So do Bama girls really look that much different than TN girls?? I know I could make a joke right there... but then I would be the punch line! Whatever...

OK, so work... where do I begin? Well I didn't go in until about 11:30 so I missed the Regional VP when she stopped by. Thank goodness! Apparently, she told my manager to give me a verbal warning because of my attitude towards our Assistant Manager! Well I wouldn't give him attitude if he knew what was going on!! He is completely in over his head... I mean I could do a better job than him! He does not do anything by the rules... and when you ask him why he didn't do something he says, "oh I thought about it but...." No matter how many times I have brought up stuff that has gone wrong because of him, nothing gets done. So I tell the Manager that I am tired of all this and I am done with trying to help. He asks me point blank if I respect the A.M. and I say NO! You have to give respect to get it and you have to earn it! I go into alot of different things with him on why I feel certain ways. He says I need to talk to the A.M. peacefully.. haha good luck! Poor guy has no clue who I am. Anyways, I decide that I am gonna come home cool down and talk about everything tomorrow. Fat chance! As I was leaving the A.M. says that he needs to talk to me. Great... could this get any worse? Well, I somewhat talk... more like I am so mad and upset that I can just sit there or start crying. Finally, I say I have heard enough and I want to leave. So I go. On my way home the Manager calls me to make sure I am ok. I say yeah sure, alot going on and that I wasn't in the mood to talk to the A.M. before. He then tells me that the A.M. wanted to talk to me, not because he is my boss... but because basically he has adopted me as his charity case!! WHAT!?! Trust me, I dont want to be anyones charity case, let alone his! I think I need back on Lexapro... at least when he decides to "help" me. By the way that's like going to a counseling session! "So, Kim what are you feeling? Why do you think that is?" ARGHH! So hopefully tomorrow will be better... oh yeah I never had to see CT today! At least that part was good!

Tomorrow I don't really plan on working... the game will be on in the afternoon, so I might get in like 3 hours of actual work done... but who knows. Saturdays are kinda fun up there... we watch ESPN College Game Day and then flip flop between games. Well, I just hope will beat the Tigers!! Les Miles and LSU, we are coming for you!! ROLL TIDE!!!