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I haven't posted in a while.
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Kind of forgot this thing was here. You haven't really missed much. In the spirit of the New Year I'm hesitantly posting my 2007 Year That Was here.
If I had to sum the year up in one word it would be "asstastic."
I lost a job, faced the possiblity of prison time, haven't had a stable job all this year, and have burned through all of my resources trying to stay afloat.
January: I was suspended from my job in the first part of December of 06 on an abuse allegation. Just so we are clear I did screw up in a pretty fantastic way and took full responsibility for that mistake. I spent a good chunk of December talking to various people and govt agencies as part of the investigation. This also included a criminal investigation that had me looking down the barrel of a potential 5 - 15 year (somewhere around there) prison sentence and a felony conviction on my record. Thankfully the law is a lot more concrete and it was found that I had not broken the law (I can only assume this because the case was passed on to the county attorney and I'm still not in jail nor have I been arrested or charged with anything), but the policy put in place by the HHS and BSDC are a lot more vague. On January 24th I was fired from BSDC since they substantiated their claim via their all-encompassing policy. I understand why they fired me. They were under intense scrutiny after a failed audit and the Feds said we weren't firing enough people even over minor "abuse" stuff (pretty much the exact words the Feds used). I wasn't even all that mad that they fired me. What I am mad about is that the incident put me on the APS abuser database and has blacklisted me from any future work in a field I greatly enjoyed. Three and a half years of direct care experience and three years of experience as a medication aide were rendered absolutely useless, and my plan to get a nursing license was promptly flushed down the toilet. I tried to have my termination appealed, but my union's lawyer refused to do so since he didn't feel we could win because I did the right thing and admitted fault. The worst part of all was that I nearly took down my unit manager and a high ranking management member with me. The unit manager got away with a slap on the wrist and the higher ranking management member was shuffled into a different position.
February: Turned 24 and started working at Casey's. The job wasn't all that great, but it paid ridiculously well for a gas station job.
March - May: Still working at Casey's. Stuff. I think I started playing Magic again somewhere in here. Or maybe that was in 06. Fuck if I can remember.
June: I quit my job at Casey's after I had a disagreement with management. I worked someone's morning shift plus my own evening shift, and then had to come back at 11:00 PM for a mandatory "cleaning party." We didn't get out of there until about 2:50 AM and I was supposed to be back for a morning shift. I told my manager that there was no way in hell I was going to come back to work on about four and a half hours of sleep and she said I had better be in or I'm fired. When I woke up for work the room wouldn't quit spinning and I couldn't string together a coherent thought to save my life so I called to let them know I wasn't coming. The assistant manager that was there that morning said she'd call around to see if anyone would be able to cover and wound up calling the store manager for whatever reason. The assistant manager called me back and told me to be there or be fired so I told her that if that's the game they're going to play then my only option is to quit. If there is one thing I will not compromise on it is my health and safety. No job is worth it. I had worked something around 17 hours total on the day of the cleaning party and had gotten pretty much no sleep. I was in no condition to drive let alone work in a kitchen. I also will not be bullied around by my employer just because I should be greatful to have a job. I don't know if that makes me a good employee or a bad employee in the eyes of an employer.
July or August: Started working at Kentucky FAIL Chicken. Pay is okay for a fast food job, but the hours are terrible. I've been promised that the hours will get better once the kids go back to school.
September: Hours are still crap. In fact I'm getting fewer hours even though the kids are back in school. Depressed pretty much 24/7 which leads to some extremely angry outbursts at work when I feel overwhelmed that have at least half of my supervisors pissed off at me all the time. Fuck 'em. One of them decides to start fucking with me after telling me that I'm going to have to close kitchen, wash the cooler, and wash the floors by myself (and still get off on time so we aren't over hours) since they needed someone to do dishes and took my second kitchen dude away from me the minute he came in. I refused to play her game (she decided that I needed to repeat every chicken order back to her verbatim) so she wrote me up for insubordination. She asked me what my major malfunction was and I told her that I hated the place and was out of there. I kind of felt bad for quitting in the middle of a shift, but only the same way you'd feel a tick climbing up the back of your neck. The only real regret was that the supervisor that wrote me up was under the impression the entire time I worked there that I hated her. That wasn't the case at all. I enjoyed working with her, but I'm not a big talker (her entire basis that I hated her was that I didn't talk to her all that much).
October: Fuck Halloween.
November: I worked as a telemarketer for about a week but it didn't work out. If you can't make the numbers you're gone and I wasn't making numbers. The place paid $9/hr which was pretty freaking good.
December: Still no job. Managed to barely float through because my mom gave me cash for Christmas. Job prospects are terrible.
So that's the story of my 2007.
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