So, I’ve been a little MIA. Not on purpose or because I was having some sort of mental breakdown… I just have worked entirely too much. 128.75 hrs. in 2 weeks, to be exact. This is WAY too much time at work. I only had a few grumpy moments, but overall… I handled it okay. I did stop having fucks to give by week 2. And I did tell one of my coworkers to stop interrupting me and let me finish my sentence before cutting me off. That shut up her up. It also caused mass silence in the department. It was kind of great. Her face made it worth it. The whole thing was over my work radio missing. It literally disappeared out of nowhere. I am almost certain she stole it and hid it. People are petty and shallow. She wouldn’t be the first to fuck with me to make me feel crazy. Also, her response to me, upset that it just disappeared, spoke volumes. She stood up and tried to make it seem like I was accusing someone (aka- her) of stealing it. I was just shocked no one could find it 24 hours later. Usually, it’s found by then. The most ironic part is that our mutual friend miraculously found it in her bag at 5 am this morning, almost 3 days later. Coincidence, I think not. Just sucks she lied to our friend and used her as a pawn for her psychotic behavior. Seriously… grow up already. People are so petty and childish. This woman is also in her mid-60, mind you. Old enough to know better but smart enough to get away with it.
So aside from work drama, I am still feeling like me. My baseline is apparently a borderline hypomania with hyperactivity and a whole lot of boldness and sass. I just stopped caring about people being shitty, and they aren’t going to hold me down or make me feel weak anymore. Y’all had your fun, now it’s time to meet the bad ass bitch I am known for being. And this girl isn’t going to take your shit because you are a bully and unhappy with your existence. In other words, y’all are done fucking with me. I regained what makes me, me back. I am that spastic girl who seems to always a few steps ahead. I am still too much, but whatever that’s their problem not mine. I am not sorry for who I am. The world needs me to be me to my fullest.
I did start talking to someone, but per usual, I am too much. My anger with the bullshit of work gets the better end of me. I can be a litte ragey. Though, to be fair the hand I was dealt the last time I worked was utter bullshit, and as a result, there is an investigation open because of it. Some people really fucked up and bad. I am not protecting them. The whole thing was super messed up. Unfortunately, I met a good person who is introverted and well… I am a lot to handle and she figured it out quick. Though to be fair.. so is she. We are both fire signs and act as such.
I do like her because she makes me feel normal and doesn’t really judge. She’s also is a kind soul and a little nuts but hides it well. Honestly, its a turn on. A lot things about her are. She’s kind of amazing. I am hoping she comes around. I want to explore more with her. But, I also understand if I am not her cup of tea. I usually am not. At least, I hope we can be friends.
Off subject… Mags… HOLY SHIT! This dude is 100% a Frank Abagnale, Jr. (from Catch Me If You Can). He’s a total pathological liar. He didn’t like Alan… he just said he did to throw me off. I would have figured it out the first time we hung out outside of work. But it all makes sense now. So, he lied about his age and his experience. He’s really 25 posing as a 37-year-old with a lot of made-up history. He also got fired so I won’t be seeing any more of him. Oh well. I am not heartbroken. I was over his whole gay revelation the day he told me. Something felt really wrong about it. It felt deceitful. Again, explains the tarot reading I got on him. He is nothing but bad news. A lot of it. Also, he may want to close up his social media… I found a picture of him in a high school classroom a few years ago. Ugh, why do I attract psychos?
And why do I itch all the time? I need to go back on Whole30…. and to take a nap
Nikki
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