Sorry I was AWOL for a couple of days. They were my RDO’s ( or Regular Days Off in NYPD lingo ) and I spent them mostly asleep. I’s supposed to do all kinds of errands and stuff around the house on my days off, but I was so tired I just crashed. Like I’ve said many times in the past, I don’t sleep very well while during my work week, which is from Friday to Tuesday. So when I have my days off, I end up prostrate.
Had I not had a standing appointment with my therapist ( Mikki ), I wouldve stayed in the house like a hermit on Wednesday. But since I had to get up and go out, I got up and ran then went to my appointment and after that I waundered about in the Open Air Market and looked at some stuff, then went to Barnes & Noble and to the Vitamin Shop. I also went to Walgreens to pick up my Tramisu ( I think that’s how you spell that ) and found they had none out because the freezer is broken.
I spoke to the manager and he said the freezer needed to be fixed and they had called in someone who was going to be there that evening. Hopefully they would have everything up and running by tomorrow. Unfortunately, I am suffering from a Tramisu addiction and needed my fix!
I know it’s horribly unhealthy but those little De-Lish Walgreens cakes are the only things that are keeping some weight on my bones. I literally don’t have an appetite most of the time, so I eat cake. I really should eat bananas or something else, but I HATE bananas! I know they are good for me, but they make me gag!. Oatmeal does the same thing to me also. Perhaps it’s the consistency of the stuff. . . . . .
Now, on to more serious matters.
My vacation. Every year around March/April we get a vacation pick sheet. Each employee is supposed to pick out the vacation weeks they want for the year. This year I picked the 3rd week of June in order to go to the International Christian Convention in Baltimore Maryland, to go with my church. They attend this event at our mother church every year and in times past, I had no problems going. All of a sudden about 5 years ago I had this big problem getting the time off to go.
Apparently they ( THE JOB ) couldn’t spare me to go because of “Lack of Staff”. When they say that, they mean they don’t have anyone to cover my spot while I’m away. So in order to make sure they have staff, they tell you that you MUST select another time to take vacation.
The last couple of years this happened because my co-worker “bumped” me. She had seniority and wanted that week and just took it, leaving me empty handed. Now, this year she is no longer there and I have another co-worker. Only this time I have seniority and they still bumped me out of that week. So I gave up the week. I was so looking forward to going down to Baltimore with my church. . . . . . .
Now, I had also put in for on week in July where I was planning to attend ShoreLeave down in Towson Maryland. I thought everything was okay on that week, until I got into work tonight. I got a note in my mailbox that there is a conflict and that the Powers That Be Suggested I take another week. Now, I have to cancel my hotel reservations. Damn it all to hell and gone!
Since I have two weeks I did not use, I’m taking the first two weeks off in August to commemorate the 1st year anniversery of Mom’s death. I want to see what they are going to have to say about that. If they come back to me with more changes, I’m going to go to Mikki and report them. She like my old therapist keeps asking me when am I going on vacation. It looks like this crazy place doesn’t want me to go on vacation. Which by the way is a violation of my rights. If everyone else can go on vacation, so can I. I can see if I don’t have time on the books, but I have time and I am entitled. And I don’t give a flip if they don’t have anyone to cover for me. That’s their problem.
For all the years I worked there they were ALWAYS short handed. And they will always be short handed. Know why? Because they treat their workers like Sugar Honey Iced Tea, that’s why!! And just because you are short handed you don’t used that as an excuse to work people to death and deny them vacation time.
I also believe this is a form of harassment. Sad to say, they love picking on the nutter . . . . . .
I know. Shut up Wolfie. . . . . .