Just had a very bad day.
>went in to work as normal
>I'm 5 hours a day commute anon and I've already been on the verge of a crying breakdown all this week about how much I hate this fucking job
>2 pm comes, manager calls me for a "meeting", and I find out I'm the only one going
>I've been fired before and I know what's up, that dread sets in
>tells my my coworkers have said I'm "rude"
>I speak very directly, but polite, I tolerate people's bullshit, never judge them, always assume the best, generally don't get worked up about shit, don't take offense to anything they say, although they've been rude to me several times I've just ignored it
>among the offenses claimed against me, I said the system we use is lame (it is, it's convoluted hunk of shit that makes a task that should take 1 minute instead take 20) and I have asked for guides on how to navigate their approval ladder system (apparently saying that my last position had such a guide is "rude and offensive")
>I also mentioned my 60 year old coworker is "older" (specifically I said "hey x, since you're older than me you might know about y" related to how a certain job benefit works)
>apparently she took offense at this... I mean sky is blue water is wet, honey you're 60 fucking years old yes you're older than me, facts are offensive now, even though my tone was deferring to her as a parental figure with reference to her age, apparently it's offensive oh my god okay)
>anyway I can't tolerate being accused of shit like this or quarreling with people so I started crying in front of the manager and after our talk I told her I was leaving for the day
>I don't want to go back on monday, I know I'm not going to be able to convince myself to walk a single step out my door
>between the shittastic job and the hell commute and my super sensitive widdle crybaby tattle tale jealous cunt coworkers who never shut the fuck up about their ugly cats or kids or bullshit they're doing, I don't want to go
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