Well, I went back to my overnight job last night. Within moments of arriving, I found that my boss had done some fairly petty and childish things while I was gone, and aimed them at me.
I took offense. First off, I don't like what she has said. Second, I don't like the fact that she waited till I was on vacation to do these things so that I couldn't even defend myself or respond to her comments and actions. Third, I am quickly coming to hate the job because of her.
So I did what I do best. I wrote her a letter basically telling her that I thought she needed to pull her head out of her ass and deal with the issues at hand, rather than trying to make herself feel special by pulling such unprofessional little tricks.
So, I may be fired when she finally gets it, which will be later today.
God I hope so. I may regret it later, but right now I am so sick of killing myself for that job and not getting anywhere. I am sick of dealing with all the crap the boss dishes out and her inability to be a BOSS. I am also sick to death of working so damn much that I don't have time to actually enjoy my life. I am tired, period.
This may not have been the smartest move, but at least I have my pride intact. I am quickly coming to believe that my pride and my health are worth much more than keeping some stupid job where I am not doing any good anyway and will never get any recognition for all I do.