Is Someone Trying to Tell Me Something?

Yesterday morning, my dog Jolie ran away. Yeah. First, the cat dies on Saturday. Then the dog runs away on Tuesday. What the hell? Is everyone trying to get as far away from me as possible? This is shit.

I'm having a crappy week. I find out this week that I can't get promoted here. Certain events in my building have led to the advertisement for a salaried manager. I posted my interest and found out I'm not eligible. I have to move in order to get any further up the road.

This isn't really a surprise for me because I had known about this little bit since first being employed with my company; and I was shock that I could even post for the job opening. But here's the thing that is upsetting. Any position that is higher than what I am now will be considered very carefully before being offered to me because I'm emotional.

Yup. I've shot my ownself in the foot for being me. And people wonder why I hate myself so bloody much. Because I am what I am.

Stupid, fucking twit.

Oh well. What did I expect? Anything different?

Should have learned by now.

Comments

[Carrie]

Sorry to hear about the job. That sucks! Maybe someone's trying to tell you that the move to PA isn't completely outside the realm of possibility. BTW, my cat ran away for 3 weeks once. Give Jolie a few more days.