I’m not in a good mood. I’ve just lost my job. All because I’m not psychic.
As you know, I’ve been doing chaperone work for this taxi company. The work is varied and the hours all over the place. Apparantly, I was supposed to work this morning and yesterday morning but no one actually told me! So I have been sacked for being unreliable!
I am mostly concerned about my wages – my boss refused to pay me what I’m owed. I’m really hoping I’ll get the money tomorrow or we are in deep shit. We’ve got enough money for some bread and milk and that’s it. P has two job interviews tomorrow and we were hoping to buy him a new tie and some shoes.
I would explain more, but I’m so mad right now I don’t really wanna talk about it. When I went up to the office to talk to my boss, D was there. I must admit, she didn’t seem too surprised to hear what had happened. I got the impression everybody knew what was happening except me.
It’s rare I feel suicidal. But this is one of those times.