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Ugh.

So, I come into work day before yesterday. Neighbor next to the ranch does a controlled burn of the pasture. Cept…about 1 am it’s…no longer controlled. Fire dept comes out. Horses are freaked, one breaks out and tries to leave. Back edge of the fence line of our pasture is singed black by fire. Naturally the fuck will get off with a slap on the wrist because money. Spent most of my day reinforcing and repairing the fence line. The. I go get gas after my fellow employee leaves. Six gas cans, six diesel cans for the ranch. Manage to spill it on myself so I’m nauseous from the fumes. Fine, whatever. As I’m leaving, clocked out and on my way home…horses busted the same fence line further down. On my own time, I go back up, grab what I need, fix it, store the tools and go home.

I come in today, go about my business. One of the horses busts through a stall so completely I practically have to rebuild it from scratch. Fine. Whatever.

My bitchy coworker, same one who left early yesterday, calls up the boss, asks if she can leave early. Boss says no, she snaps at the boss, quits on the spot and leaves me there alone for the rest of my shift today.

Then boss calls me into her office, says she’s been receiving reports I haven’t been pulling my weight. Tells me flat out she doesn’t really believe it. Fine, bet I know who’s been saying it. I turn in our check list for the week to find my initials signed on tasks I know for a fact I didn’t do. Not in my handwriting. The initials are crossed out and replaced with those of my coworker.

Seems like she tried to make it look like I was taking credit for her work.

Fuck this entire week.

Merry Christmas to all.

I have a migraine, and my step prick is once again being loud boisterous and stupid.

Wanna go to bed but we have to go exchange presents with his brothers. Haven’t gotten to open ANY of my gifts or even let my mother open hers.

I hate this holiday.

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SheFox
21:49 Dec 25 2024

One day we will spend this day together

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I hate the holidays. Have for the last five years. It’s not just those friends and family who are gone, my grandfather, my dad, all the rest. It’s the fact that two of my cousins, once like sisters, don’t speak to me. Over a little thing like money that I’m legally owed. Thanks to stuff the older cousin has told them, fully 50% of my remaining family don’t speak to me. No invites for the holidays, nothing.

I have younger cousins I have never met. Probably never will.

I’m drunk. I’m gonna go.

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SheFox
18:05 Dec 22 2024

You still have me

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