My Bad Weekend

My entire right side is black and blue. It hurts to sleep and the only way that I can is if I take a half a vicodin and even then I wake up if I roll over onto my right side in so much pain. This is all because of my manager. Friday afternoon, I worked with him. Now you should know that he and I aren't allowed to speak or even interact with each other. We have to have the store managers back in the Chinese kitchen with us at all times or another employee so that he doesn't start critisizing me until I'm at the point where I either walk upstairs to complain to the store managers or I just start yelling at him. More often than not, anymore, I start yelling at him and our arguments are heard throughout the entire store. And this store isn't exactly small. We're talking larger than a super super Wal Mart. So its pretty big. Well on Friday afternoon before I went on my lunch break the store manager had left for 5 minutes and so she had asked one of the girls in the deli to make sure he and I didn't talk to each other. Well he had spilled some Teriyaki sauce and so he asked Steph to tell me to clean up the spill. I said ok because I didn't want to argue Friday and I was tired and I was getting ready to go on my hour lunch break so I said I would do it.
So I go and get the mop and I'm almost to the spill and I have to walk by him. I get next to him and out of no where his foot comes out and he trips me! On purpose!. So I fall head and right side first into a giant pool of Teriyaki sauce. Now this was in plain view of Steph and the store manager because she came back at that moment, and the surveilance camera is right there. Now it took me a few moments to get up but I could already feel my side starting to bruise and there was pain in several areas of my body. After I got up though my entire side went numb. I couldn't feel my right arm for about an hour.
Now you'd think that since this happened in front of so many witnesses that something would've happened but no. He gets a slap on the wrist and suspended for the day; while I have to cover his shift and mine. I never got a break to go home to change and no one was scheduled to close with my on Friday night so I was there until after 11 pm when I should've been out of there by 9pm. When I finally got home the first thing that I did was look in the mirror. My entire right side was completely black. It looked dead. I fell so hard that it broke one of the wires in my bra. I have often tried to take out the wires because they hurt me and it is next to impossible to do. Now does that tell you how hard I fell? Well I went straight to the emregency room because I could hardly move and it was hard for me to breath. So not only do I have major bruising but I also have two cracked ribs (the same ones that I broke last year on my right side but in different spots), and a dislocated shoulder. They took pictures and police were called. When my brothers found out they wanted to go after him but no one knows where he lives and the ones that do are on his side and don't like me so they would never tell me or my brothers where he lived (which is probably a good thing considering my brothers have beaten a few guys until they were in the ICU because these guys hurt me). The entire store is divided on the issue. See half the store hates my manager and the other half are good friends, including one of the store managers (coincidently the same one that was observing us on Friday). I went into the store for my shift this morning because I wasn't allowed to take it off and I had to take the police report with the photos in this morning. When I found out that Dat (my manager) was going to be back today I told them that they had better put me in another department today or else I would be leaving before he got there. Well three people decided to call in "sick" and so I had to work with Dat for a few hours. (I am just so grateful to my brothers for coming in the store this morning to stand around and make sure that nothing happened. Dat is terrified of my brothers and my dad, as he should be and so whenever they come around he goes whiter than a sheet of paper and retreats to the back of the kitchen). I was supposed to work until 6 however the other store manager is on my side of the issue and so she helped me to find someone to cover the rest of my shift for me. I owe Justin a lot for taking over the rest of my shift. He doesn't even work back in Chinese kitchen, he works in the meat department. Today was the only day this week that he got to see his daughter and he spent half of the day working for me. I don't know what I would've done without him today. (I owe him big time).
So now Dat and I definately aren't allowed to work together so I'll be working salad bar all next week in the times that I am scheduled to be working with him. That's fine with me though, I love working salad bar. And the produce manager and I have been friends since we were 6. Plus he's on my side of the issue.
To make my day even better on Friday night I get back to my brother's because he used my car to go pick up his kids for the weekend (he wasn't even able to get him but that's a whole other issue that I just don't like discussing), and he tells me that my car has a slight whine to it and he wants to check it out so he drives me home and picks me up so I can go to work (my roommate was the one who took me to the emeregency room). Well when I got off work I went home to let the dogs out and change because my uncle's 50th birthday party was today at the lake. I turned the key in the ignition and that "slight whine" my brother mentioned was actually a roar and my lights were going off that shouldn't and then it just shuts down. See what happened when my nbrother went to Texas was he hit a rock on the way back and now my car doesn't work. Just when I think that I'm getting things all paid up and ahead of everything I go back to being broke and stuck in this town longer. Now my brother is paying for the damage but still I currently have no car and I live on the other side of town from where I work and from where any other job that I can get is. And Newton is a railroad town. There is a trian at least 7 times a day and there are 5 different sets of tracks. So walking is pretty much out of the question.
I just can't seem to catch a break these days.
However there were highlights to the weekend. The first my mom came to visit on Friday for the weekend so she was here through this, that helps. The second was today during the party there was a pinata that was unbreakable by the people under 18 and some of the adults who went before I did (there wasn't even a bit of damage done to it.)So I get up its my turn and I let all my frustrations out on that thing. My family has told they will never ever make me mad after they saw what I did to that pinata today. I was still going at it after it broke. I guess what my brother told me, when I first found out about my heart condition, was true; I just need to get a punching bag and take out my frustrations on that at the end of the day and just imagine who I would like to be beating up at that moment. Because after I the pinata I played some softball with everyone and after a while people got tired of me hitting every ball into a homerun (not my teammates though, they appreciated it).
So after all the tripping and police, and hospitals, and pinatas, and softball I hurt a lot and it wouldn't hurt so much if I didn't work at Dillon's.
So I hope your weekend was much more funner (yes, funner is a word right now) than mine was.

A Little Bit of Venting (feel free to ignore but I need to vent)

Ok I am sick and tired of my manager telling me I'm worthless and that I don't know how to do my job. Yesterday, I opened up the kitchen and I was ahead of schedule on everything and so I figured I would get a little extra work done that has been needed done for a couple of months now; you know our deep cleaning like washing the walls and vents and organizing the filing cabinet. Well, when my manager came in the first thing he did was get on my case for not having our cold to go meals out. now You should know our cold to go meals take about an hour to make because we have to chill them for about 45 minutes befaroe we can put them out for the public. Well when he came in they were in the blast chiller and before I could tell him that he got on me for something that I never did and that isn't in my job description. He got mad at me for not going to the morning meeting. Well the thing is I'm not allowed in the morning meeting with all the other departments because its for the manager not the assistant manager. The only exception that I would get to that is when he goes in for surgery and then he'll be gone and I will take over for him while he's gone.
Then he goes and complains to the store managers that I'm not doing my job and that its my fault that we're losing sales when in actuality its his fault! This is true, I have several customers come up to me and ask who cooked today and if it's Dat who cooked they won't buy anything. His food tastes like burnt rubber no matter what dish it is. He is just so mean and nasty towards me. Of course when the store managers are around he's the perfect employee but the moment that they're gone he turns back into a monster. I swear he's bipolar. And no matter how many times that I complain about him or any of the other employees complain about him our complaints go on deaf ears and we get written up for his mistakes. I'm sick and tired of it. It got so bad yesterday that at 5 pm I went upstairs to the store managers and told them flat out I was leaving for the day (there were 3 others there so I didn't leave hanging) and that if Dat ever puts me down or critisizes me personally again I was leaving without any notice. They said that they would talk to Dat but since working with him today he was just about as bad as he was yesterday. I went home crying last night, it was that bad. I'm sick of the crap that goes on. If the company would notice that since Dat has been here only four of us employees have lasted more than a year. Everyone else just leaves because they don't want to put up with his crap. The sad part is that if I didn't need this job I would've left ages ago.

9 Things That I Hate About People

This is anote that my cousin wrote on Facebook and I think that she got it from someone else but i read this and I had to share it. Please excuse some of the language. Its not a lot but I know that it can offend. So without much further ado:
9 Things That I Hate ABout People:
1. People who point at their wrist asking for the time... I know where my watch is pal, where the heck is yours? Do I point at my crotch when I ask where the toilet is?

2. People who are willing to get off their buts to search the entire room for the TV remote because they refuse to walk to the TV and change the channel manually.

3. When people say "Oh you just want to have your cake and eat it too". Darn straight!What good is cake if you can't eat it too?

4. When people say "it's always the last place you look". Of course it is. Why the hell would you keep looking after you've found it? Do people do this? Who and where are they?

5. When people say while watching a film, "did ya see that?" No Loser, I paid $12 to come to the cinema and stare at the damn floor!

6. People who ask "Can I ask you a question?"... Didn't give me a choice there, did ya sunshine?

7. When something is 'new and improved'. Which is it? If it's new, then there has never been anything before it. If it's an improvement, then there must have been something before it, couldn't be new.

8. When people say "life is short". What the hell??? Life is the longest damn thing anyone ever does!!! What can you do thats longer?

9. When you are waiting for the bus and someone asks "Has the bus come yet?" If the bus came, would I be standing here???