Me neither, when I overheard that I was like ‘wut’. I’m supposed to dance and sob for an abusive minimum wage part time job.

Apparently they done fucked so badly when corporate visited today they took the review of shame with them. I still don’t know how long this job will last, but at least I know for certain I don’t need to worry about any 2weeks nonsense, I’ll just ghost if a miracle happenss and I find something else. Wish I took a picture of that review to build a case against the medical hr for being unforgivable assholes. I never thought corporate would side against them.

Dissociation, this is what I do, its not healthy and it’ll ultimately begin to affect your work performance, but boy is it awesome, do it enough and you can zip around outside your body at will. For more healthy coping skills compartmentalization.

More to that HR at that medical receptionist job giving me a hard time at my current job, apparently one of the decision makers that interviewed me thought it’d be precious to write a bad review (and I know it was her due to the content of the review), The patronizing horseshit to my face wasn’t bad enough, the review was so bad management at my job posted in the breakroom by where you clock in. I knew this retail hell job was on limited time but yikes, so whenever someone naively asks what’s the worst that can happen when you apply to a job well there’s no limit to the badness that can happen.

To make matters worse management thinks I’m not concerned about it and made comments about it to other workers, I may have anxiety especial the social kind, but I’m good at dissociating and looking stoic. I always wondered what my constant dissociating looked like to others, guess at least I learned it looks like ‘calm’, great to know. Just because I’m not bawling doesn’t mean I don’t feel anything, my other jobs you have a show of emotion or disability and its firing time. I think its like that with all jobs tbh.

People make their whole personalities the ‘tee hee I luv coffee’ sort, so I would guess that. Or ice cream in the summer, close call.

I gotta complain about this one somewhere, so a few weeks ago I applied for some medical receptionist position, got an interview, got turned down no surprise. Last week one of the interviewers sees me at my IRL retail job and per usual I’m like the only one able to ring up customers on a skeletal crew night and there’s a huge ass line of angry people, when she comes up she starts going off about how I’m in a bad position and she feels sorry for me. I’m thinking all sorts of rude things but say nothing and pretend to be too focused, such sorts are looking for a reaction. Probably the first customer in a while that realized I actually have an education rather than the usual ‘tee hee illegal tamagotchi never read a book, no habla ingles’ horseshit bigots I deal with day in and out. Still a bigot most likely, HR sorts are until proven otherwise. Yesterday I had a bunch of having the time of their lives giggling as 60-some year old boomboom children pretending they didn’t understand me. Come on now, a San Jose accent isn’t incomprehensible to a midwesterner.

Eye-ther or ether depending the crowd I’m around