A Bug on the Rampage

As you can see I have been messing around in my diary again. Not only mine but another one too. I am not all that good at interior decorating but I try.

Now that I have spent all my computer time for tonight just dinking around it is time for me to go to bed.

It has been so slow at work and that is a somewhat of a blessing. We are short staffed ~ not really short staffed but short of trained staff.

GW called in sick tonight ~ she and her daughter have strep throat. I do not want anyone with anything contagious working! That is just a good way to pass it around and we really do not need that.

After school Nadine came home sick. She was quite pale (more pale than she normally is) so I asked if she was feeling okay. She told me no and told me how she felt. She has the same complaints as Tyler had so I am thinking that we have a bug on the rampage through our house.

I can not afford to get sick in the order that we usually get sick around here. Alexa should be next then Nadine will get it again, then it is my turn. I can not be sick! I have Quarterly meetings next week! Who is next in line to be terminated?

I told Curly today that they are getting ready to fire me. I went to the office today to check the payroll report. I was making sure that no one forgot to punch in or out ~ that has been one of my duties and we have to have it done by a certain date. That date is usually about a week after the pay period ends. Supe had already logged in and signed it off ~ on November 1. He has taken over the hiring, making the schedule, and now signing off the payroll report. What’s next?

I feel like I should be grateful that he is helping me but I feel like he is telling me without words that I am not doing my job. Have they resorted to micromanagement? Are they going to come to realize that they don’t need me as long as Supe is around?

In a sense this bothers me but then again it doesn’t! I am beginning to realize that I am either burnt out or I am just getting to stupid to do my job. The simplest tasks become huge clusterf*cks when I am trying to do the task.

Sometimes I feel like there is something wrong with my brain!

I will be trying to say something and I either can not spit it out or I mumble my way through a conversation. The worst thing about it is I know that I am doing it and I can not do anything about it ~ other than just shut up! Just call me Hilma!

Now I am off to have a snooze! It is only 4:30 AM! I have really been pushing the limit of staying up too late.