My finger hurts.

I got a phone call at 10am today. I didn’t answer because I didn’t feel like it, honestly. I avoid things sometimes. I’m OK with that. Anyway, I listened to the message a little later and it said "Hey Sam, it’s Samie from Convenient. I’m just calling to let you know that you’re scheduled for tonight. I guess Alex changed the schedule and wanted me to call you any let you know." [Sidenote, she is the only other Samantha I’ve ever met to spell Samie the same way I do. It makes things fun and confusing when were both working at the same time, haha.] Who does that? I obviously wasn’t on the schedule that came out last week for tonight when I checked it at work on Monday. Why would they change it on Tuesday night or Wednesday morning and then just expect me to drop everything and just say "Oh gee, work called me, I have to go in." If you’re going to make a schedule, you should make sure it will work before you put it out. That’s why you have the responsibility of making it. If something fucks up, it’s not my responsibility to fix YOUR mistake. If they had called and ASKED me to come in, I would have been fine with all of this, however it wasn’t a request, it was a straightforward "you’re coming in tonight." And if I had told them I couldn’t come in, it would have been MY responsibility to find a replacement, and if no one showed up, I would have been reprimanded. I don’t understand how any of that would have been my fault. When the schedule comes out, I make my plans according to that. My life does not revolve around Convenient. I don’t sit at home on my days off waiting for them to call me in. If I’m not working, I’m going to be doing something else. Duh.

They make me so angry sometimes. I don’t even want to think about what happened last Thursday over the schedule.

Last night I went with Jess, a girl I met through work, and we gave plasma together. I like giving plasma. I don’t even really care about the money. I mean, it’s nice when I’m low on money to know I can go do that, but honestly it’s not about that.

I’m going to Greg’s tomorrow night. I’m pretty happy about that. It’s going to be nice to have a quiet, chill weekend, where I can just cuddle and talk to some sane people. And have lots of sex. Squishy, gross, period sex =]