Sep. 10th, 2015

ysobel: A man wielding a kitchen knife and making an adorable yelling face (rage)
excuse me while I capslock for a moment:

FUCK THE WORLD AND FUCK MY LIFE I AM SO FUCKING SICK OF HAVING TO FUCKING RELY ON FUCKING INCOMPETENT PEOPLE WHO ARE NOT ABLE TO MANAGE THEIR OWN FUCKING LIVES LET ALONE ANYTHING ELSE FUCK FUCK FUCK

::breathes::

I am *so goddamn fucking sick* of my aide M who seems to always be in personal crisis. I keep her employed because she's desperate enough and available/willing enough to fill cracks when no one else is, but a good 50% of the time I want to STAB HER IN THE FACE WITH A RUSTY SPORK

::breathes::

...okay so. M's phone is off right now, because nonpayment, which is quite a frequent occurrence, but I can communicate through her roommate's phone. So I ping to have her come over.

A fucking hour later, I send a followup text asking if she'd left yet. To which I get a text saying that K (other aide) will cover, but she needs 30 min.

Now, there was a previous incident where M said K would cover and it turned out K had no idea and so my roommate had to cover. Turned out that M had accidentally texted K's *husband* instead of K, and he thought she was asking about something else, so he said yes and then probably wondered why she never got back to him, and K didn't realize, and it was a whole big clusterfuck.

So I text K to see if she's aware of covering, so that if not I could just have my roommate cover and yell at M later. After which I find out two things.

One, that M was supposed to have let K know *this morning* if she needed her to cover, and that hadn't happened, so K had other commitments, though she could come in 45 minutes.

Two, that my roommate was dead-to-the-world asleep. Which is fair given that she worked for almost 12 hours today starting at 4am, but it means she can't cover.

If I don't wuss out of it (I am very confrontation-averse) I am going to give M a lecture sometime -- probably saturday, her next scheduled shift -- on how she needs to STOP HAVING FUCKING LAST-MINUTE CRISES FOR FUCK'S SAKE. I mean, I know the nature of last-minute crises is that they're last minute, but it's not fucking fair, either to me or to my other aides, for her to keep pulling "ack I am having Emergency I can't make it" at the literal last fucking second.

I am FURIOUS and I have no one (except myself) to take it out on (and I am impressed that it hasn't turned inward yet) because the aide that's coming is doing both me and M a favor and it's not K's fault I will have been waiting TWO FUCKING HOURS OR MORE TO PEE AND GO TO BED

::rage::

(actually I think I'm only able to maintain the rage because the alternative is sobbing despair)

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