The Insanity Continues

So I've been having a rough time of it lately and that's making this post rather difficult to write. Added to that is the fact that there isn't anyone ( save maybe one person but I have no idea because we haven't talked in a while) who will even remotely care.

( I'm putting it under a cut so that you won't feel guilty for skipping over it )

Today has been the day from hell.

First I woke up and looked at my bedside clock and saw that it said it was 4:17. I freaked because that meant my sleep tracker alarm didn't go off. But when I looked at my phone, it said it was only 3:17. So since the bedside clock is the one I can manually change, it somehow got changed forward an hour.

When I went to change it to the correct time, I discovered that it had the wrong date (apparently it doesn't take leap year into account). This means that the daylight savings function got confused and thought it was time for daylight savings which happens this weekend.

Because of this mix up I was unable to fall fully back to sleep which left me so tired I forgot to wash my hair in the shower this morning. And then I forgot to eat breakfast and fell asleep on the couch.

Then at work (this is actually left over from last night but it's complicated and I don't want to go into it last night) my supervisor began treating me like I'm stupid.

She wrote the note pictured below while saying it out loud and then scolded me for not looking at it when she handed it to me, and insisted I look at it and stood at my desk until I did.

When I got to work this morning I had to walk all the way around to the main door because the cleaning crew locked the side door, again, despite a huge note saying not to.

As I was walking across the bullpen to unlock the door the new hire swipes her card, makes eye contact with me (I’m still four or so steps from the door) and tries to open the door. And then tries it again (think jiggling the handle).

I’m not feeling well and that just annoyed the ever loving frell outta me. I mean, c’mon! You can see that I’m not close enough to open it! Just wait a second!

I left work two hours early today because I had an interview with what I thought was a placement agency. When I got there I realized it was for a direct hire job.

I had to take a logic test with different kinds of questions similar to an IQ test. I always worry that I’ll fail those kinds of tests but I passed it.

After over an hour of talking with me they offered me the job! I’ll be putting my two weeks in on Monday and will start my new job on 7/20.

Oh, and the starting pay is $17.66/hr.

My mom thinks that when i turn in my notice, they’ll just let me go. I don’t think they will but we’ll see come Monday, won’t we?

One of the things I do at work is email my stores when they haven’t put their deposit amounts into the computer. In the past they were not supposed to enter them until they returned from the bank. A couple of months ago that policy changed and they are not supposed to enter the amounts every morning once they have verified the amount.

When they don’t enter the amount on time (I email them Tuesday afternoons so they should have all amounts entered through Monday) I send them this email:

As of 12:00pm (CST) today, the following deposits have not been entered into the store web:

9/5
9/6
9/7
9/8

Since you are now supposed to enter each day's deposit in the morning when you review your paperwork, all deposits through Monday should be entered no later than before you open on Tuesday. Please have these deposits entered by end of day today. If there are any days that do not have a deposit, or if there are any issues, please let me know.

I’m sure you guess how many emails/phone calls I receive stating that they don’t go to the bank until late Tuesday/later in the week.

This just proves that people do not read. Not even important emails about their job. It just frustrates me to no end.

And before you ask, yes they were notified when the change was made. In our monthly news letter, which I guess they also don’t read.

I feel like I must be some big fucking cosmic joke. I decided to change from Verizon and DIRECTV to TWC for reasons and have now been without service since Tuesday. So I've been watching my CSI: Miami DVDs. Until this morning, that is. When I went to turn on my Blu-ray player to finish watching the disc I started last night, it wouldn't load. So I tried to watch it on my laptop. Only it kept… buffering is the only word I can think of. I thought it must be because it's for a TV show so I tried a movie and got the same results. I'm about to have a major meltdown and probably will if I have to spend tonight without my TV. ETA: My parents are out of town for the night so I'm doing my laundry and using their wi-fi.

Oh and in case you're wondering, the TWC tech is scheduled for 9-10 tomorrow morning.

And now for a work rant.

One of the things I now do is enter the checks we receive from the hospitals for the various things we bill them for. Only thing is I was only shown how to enter one type of check. Whenever I come across one I don't know how to code, I take it to whoever I'm supposed to and tell them I don't know how to code it. Now, if it was me getting these checks back and being told by my clerk that they don't know how to code them, I'd make sure they know so that next time they can. Has that happened? Would I be ranting about this if it had? I just bet that when it comes time for my evaluation this will be brought up as a negative thing. But I refuse to accept blame for this. I keep telling them I don't know how to do this and even say things like 'I'd really like to know how to do my job.' but it has yet to motivate them to show me how. Seriously though, how can I be expected to do my job properly if I don't know how to fucking do my fucking job!?

Is there anyone in the DFW area looking to hire an accounting clerk with strong data entry skills?

I was determined to not come back online but I need to talk about the shit that's been happening in my life and the people around me are tired of hearing about it.

If you read the post I made about the issues I've had with my apartment then you'll have heard some of this already.

This all started back in 2013 when I went for my housing voucher renewal and was told that the housing authority no longer covers two bedroom apartments for two people (there are exceptions such as a parent and child of opposite sexes where the child is over a certain age) and so I would have to pay my portion plus the extra. I struggled to pay it, even after my raise. So I began looking for a one bedroom. Of course I had been wanting to move for a while anyway.

My voucher is from March to February every year and so I didn't get serious about moving until December 2014.

I found what I felt was the perfect apartment but fucked around and didn't go put in an application until near the end of January. By then they had decided that due to the renovations they were doing that they weren't going to accept any new vouchers until April or May.

I had been using an apartment locator site and contacted the agent working with me asking that he give me any apartments in my county that take housing and have an available one bedroom for the first of March. I stressed that I needed the information right away.

Because I had to give thirty days' notice, and with February only having twenty-eight days, I had to give my notice January 30th. He didn't get back to me until after February 1st. I had to make a decision before that so took an apartment that I didn't feel sure about (I wasn't allowed to view one prior to signing my lease).

The apartment has turned out to be horrible. My neighbors smoke (for a while I thought I was mistaken about that but the smell has gotten worse again and now my throat hurts from the exposure to the smoke) and the floor slants horribly. I could get used to the slanting floor but not the cigarette smoke (still recovering from pneumonia (more on that in a bit)). And just yesterday I discovered yet another reason to hate this place.

No cable company (except for Time Warner) services the complex. I had to get DIRECTV and Verizon 'high speed' internet. I use the quote marks because the speed is barely one step above dial-up (it is in fact dial-up but it's a bit faster than normal dial-up). I don't mind the satellite TV but no one told me that I had to have extra equipment to access any OnDemand programing; only that I needed the internet for it. I went online last night to order the needed equipment and was told that 'due to [my] payment history [they] had to add an extra fee'. On top of that it's a self-install kit but they want a professional to come out to install it. AND they want to charge me $198 for it ($99 for the equipment, $40 for what I'm guessing is the fee they had to add and $59 for the professional install).

Luckily I have Amazon Fire Stick (was planning on not getting cable at all but changed my mind) and can watch most of my shows that I missed over the past two weeks on Hulu or Netflix. But with how slow my connection is the playback freezes at times and the sound will continue without the picture causing me to have to back out and try again. It took me five hours last night to watch two SPN and one Grimm episode. I'm hoping it's not always that difficult.

And work. Don't get me started. Although that's what this is all about so.

Back in December 2014 my supervisor, E, announced she was leaving. Her husband decided that she was under too much stress and told her she could quit without having another job. So she did. The Friday before Christmas was her last day.

The new cash manager didn't start until sometime in January and he is from outside the company so he doesn't know how to do my job. How am I supposed to get assistance from someone who doesn't know how to do my job? It makes no sense.

As soon as he started here he started changing the way things are done. Some are for the better, some not.

After working major overtime from Thanksgiving through most of January I was mostly caught up. But somehow ended getting behind again in February. This was compounded by me getting sick in the middle of the month.

I thought it was just a cold and treated it as such. After a week I was almost back to one hundred percent. But then I woke up the morning of February 21 feeling like I'd been hit by a truck complete with fever chills. I bought more cold stuff and settled down to spend the weekend feeling like crap. The next day I threw up despite having nothing but water in my stomach. I decided that it must be something more serious than a cold so I went to the urgent care place.

Turns out they don't take my insurance. Luckily I still had most of my income tax otherwise I wouldn't have been able to go to the doctor.

I was at the clinic for over two hours. I feel asleep every time I was left alone in the room to wait. I'm not sure why the doctor decided to take x-rays but she did as well as a CBC and discovered that I had pneumonia. She gave me several prescriptions and told me to come back the next day.

I already had the day off because I was supposed to move but when I got up that morning I saw that it had snowed/iced overnight. I called the movers and rescheduled for the next day.

When I went for my recheck (the roads were mostly clear by noon) he told me more than the doctor the day before. For one thing the pneumonia was only on my right side (explaining why she didn't admit me to the hospital) and my heart rate had been 120 (normal is much less than that). He said I was recovering fine and to keep taking the scripts, plus refilled my cough syrup (I went through two bottles in just over three days). I should have asked how long he wanted me off work but I didn't.

Tuesday my mother came over to direct the movers and pack a bit more. They had me out of my apartment and into my mother's in about four and a half hours. That took a huge chunk of the remainder of my income tax.

I all but collapsed after they left because I was going to try to go back to work the next day.

While at work I fell asleep at my desk (something I do nearly every day ever since and I'm afraid it's gonna get me fired) so I asked to go home; where I slept the afternoon away.

The next morning I got up and was watching TV when I fell asleep in the chair. And slept until time to get ready to go to work. I decided that was my body telling me I wasn't ready to go back to work. I didn't go to work that Friday either because I didn't see the point at that stage.

I was staying with my parents because my new apartment wasn't going to be ready for me to move in until March 13th. I kept expecting to get a call telling me that it had been inspected but I never got one. I figured that was because of the weather (we had several days of ice). When I called March 9th I was told that the inspector wouldn't be able to inspect until Friday. I began begging that they do so (I really needed my own space despite my mother basically leaving me alone). They didn't inspect it until the following Tuesday.

That Wednesday, March 18th, I was finally able to get in to see it.

I was appalled at first by the stench of cigarettes (the leasing agent that tagged along said it was fresh paint), then by how small it is. I didn't even notice the slating floor until later.

This apartment is not a peaceful place for me so my anxiety levels are still high and that is not good.

I emailed my case worker to tell her about the issues with the apartment (minus the issues with cable/internet because I didn't know about them yet) but then it appeared that my neighbors were not smokers (the smell wasn't as strong as it had been). I told her that I think I can live with it but now I'm not so sure.

For the past several days the cigarette smell has been as strong as if a smoker was sitting in the room with me smoking a cigarette (I've had several people ask when I started smoking again) and my throat is scratchy. Seeing as how I'm still recovering from pneumonia I think I need to move.

But before I do that, I've asked that the air filter be changed. If that makes a difference then I will just grit my teeth and make do with this crappy apartment. But next April is a hell of a long way away.

Update: They changed the filter today and the smell is better, absolutely none when I first arrived home. But as I've sat here this evening it has begun to smell again and I can almost taste it again. We'll see how it is in the morning.

I am so fucking stressed it's not even funny. I've worked almost eighty-five hours since last Monday. That's more than two weeks at my regular hours.

I managed to get all the stores that were on my desk finished today (ended up staying til after 5 to do it). When I started my day I had one hundred and twenty-three stores to do. I did fifty-five which leaves sixty-eight. Of those sixty-eight most require a lot of time to do (lots of receipts to go through).

Knowing how much I had to do and that I want to be finished ASAP I asked CV for assistance. I told her that if CR and LB took one grouping each we could get my stuff finished the soonest. Well, she didn't have them come get stuff from me and I'm not gonna ask again.

So long as I get the deposit slips through 1/12 verified by end of day Friday I should be able to get everything finished by the end of next week. And I'll be able to say I did it all by myself.

Oh, and I'm planning on working my regular hours next week. And then I'm taking a mental health day at the end of the month.

There’s this report I do now that my supervisor is gone and yesterday I had to text her because I couldn’t remember how to do it.

Today I got an email from one of the managers who IS NOT over me saying I am not allowed to contact former employees for assistance with my [name of paperwork]. I replied that I didn’t, because I DIDN’T. I did not tell them I asked for help with the other report because there is no one here who knows how to do it.

I just got in trouble for talking to a coworker. About work. I was standing next to her desk which just happens to be in front of the CFO’s office. So apparently I’m no longer allowed to talk shop if it means I have to leave my desk.