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Abigail Blue
17:10 / 22.07.02
So, someone stole the petty cash from my office this weekend, which we just found out about, and we're now, pretty obviously, all suspects.

I've never been questioned or investigated before, so I dunno if my paranoia is due to that or to my distrust of cops or what. I don't know if any of you have been in this situation before and have felt something similar, but, even though I know that I didn't do it, I feel all guilty. I've been triple-checking my alibi, for fuck's sake. I feel as if I'm going to find out that I have a massive psychosis and that I did, in fact, break into the office and steal the money. Aaaaagh!

This all comes at the end of a spectacularly difficult/intense weekend in Abigail Land, so I feel like hiding under my desk and crying until they send me home on paid vacation for three weeks.

Anyone having a good Monday?
 
 
Ellis says:
17:24 / 22.07.02
Well I only recieved one death threat today which was nice. Although five people did threaten to sue me.
My hand will take a year to heal due to weak muscles and RSI.
I think i am about to get an unwanted promotion without payrise.
Everyone is either working from home or sick.
I'm sick.
And i want to go on holiday.
 
 
Abigail Blue
17:29 / 22.07.02
Let's both hide under our desks until we get to go home.

For what it's worth, I send you sympathetic head-pats from the Crappy Monday Club.
 
 
STOATIE LIEKS CHOCOLATE MILK
17:32 / 22.07.02
I've actually had quite a nice Monday...
though I did once experience something very similar. At my old job, very soon after I started, a whole bunch of cash went missing. There was me and another guy who'd started at the same time as me, and, because we "looked funny", it was obviously one of our faults. I was off for a day and came back to find the other guy had been fired, had threatened them with court and got his job back. I then found myself followed (really unsubtly) everyfuckingwhere I went. Until, of course, one of the managers came back from holiday, and said he'd taken a bunch of cash from the safe and had just realised he'd never written a covering note for it. (Post-which, of course, I realised they couldn't tell whether you were nicking stuff or not and just thought "fuck it"!)

Probably no help at all, but there you go. It sucks, I agree. Good luck and hope it sorts itself out.
 
 
bitchiekittie
17:45 / 22.07.02
this weekend I ran away from home. to my moms. with cats in tow.

I always feel guilty, even if theres absolutely no reason to suspect me.
 
 
Abigail Blue
18:11 / 22.07.02
Yay! Apparently I'm not a suspect, as my boss has just confided in me that the police investigation thing was just a ruse to get someone to confess. Which they haven't, but hey: It was still pretty convincing (or I'm really gullible). Although I now wonder whether I'm a prime suspect as my boss is obviously not above playing twisted mind games with folk... It's still a crappy Monday, but at least it's not a Getting Hauled Off by the Cops for Something I Didn't Do type Monday...

I wish I were at my father's house, but I have no cats to take with me.
 
 
Less searchable M0rd4nt
21:35 / 22.07.02
Well, it was Yellow Pages delivery day on my estate. Because it's all flats, all the Yellow Pages get dumped in the communal lobbies and stay there. Until some of the local kids get bored, look at caretaker who has to pick up litter, look at Yellow Pageses, heyyyy, we could have some fun here...

It's a good thing my booking's up next week. If I had to put up with juvenile tarquinoids any longer, I'd start planting used needles and dogshit in the play area instead of scraping 'em up :BEG:
 
 
Baz Auckland
22:45 / 22.07.02
My job hunt started today in good old Toronto. It wasn't very
successful,but it was nice to be back in the city. A thunderstorm put
a damper on the wandering, but reading Ghandi's autobiography
on the bus home cheered me up to no end.

Mondays do suck. My sympathies to you all.
 
  
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