Dear Kay,
Am both pissed and bored, at the same time. Work is sucky today. There's nothing going on, totally bored out of my brain. Did most of my work by 11 this morning and have been coasting since. Have awesome shoes on, though, so it's not all bad.
And I'm pissed because I just asked my team leader about my leave for Easter and she says she has to think about it, because everyone wants time off then and it's school holidays. So basically, I'm being penalised because I don't have kids. Nevermind that I've been working non stop without taking any leave since April 12 last year, and that it's the first time I've ever asked for leave, and I'm the last one in the office to take any at all, when other people who want it have had multiple leave periods since I started. Maude is getting preferential treatment because of her son, who is 15 years old. 15! He's not going to give a rats arse if she's home with him or not. There are others will school aged children but they don't want the same times, so I don't really get it. I really don't. And it just feels like if I have a six year old hanging around my ankles, it would be approved in an instant.
I'm so sick of picking up the slack for people and their kids. The number of times we've had to cover for someone who can't come in because their sprog has the sniffles. And everyone except Lara and I are part time so that they can care for their offspring, which means that we end up doing 120% of the work around here. And I still don't get preferential fucking treatment.
That's the other thing as well, which I just thought of...she's all concerned about maude and shirani's leave when they're both on 48/52 now and will soon be getting one day off a week anyway. I can't say this enough. I haven't taken any leave for almost a YEAR. Nothing. I worked cup day and labor day and the Queens birthday.
If it's not approved I'm going right over her head to Amanda, and having the whinge to end all whinges. It's bollocks, pure and simple.
Anyway. Just wanted to get that off my chest.
I told Squidge last night that I think Valentine's is awful and terrible, but I still wanted one. He laughed, but understood. I don't know what he's going to do, and I'm sort of strangely excited even though I don't really think he'll do anything much at all. I just like the idea of it, which is what I was trying to get across to him last night, I think. I don't know. I'm so used to shit Valentine's that I find the idea of this one being any good sort of foreign. Honestly, a box of chocolates or a card would instantly make this a record breakingly awesome V-day. Or flowers, even, but chocolates would be better (of course).
Should probably get back to work. Only another 2 hours.
Thanks for listening.
--K.
